A Paper, in this poem, is symbolic of life; so it unfolds life's journey in its own way.

A Paper

Sometimes rises
Falls now and then
Twists and strives
To fly again
From birth to end
A paper-it is simply known.

Sometimes brims it’s eyes
With hunger-pain
Speaks out it’s mind
Before the insensitive clan
Frets and fumes
A paper-it is simply known.

When entrapped,
Dances like a spindle
In broken pieces of mirror
Sees it’s capsized faces
At intervals, overtaken by events
A paper-it is simply known.

Sometimes burns like coal
Like ashes weeps
When mingled with soil
It ever sleeps
Gets hoed with ploughing
A paper-it is simply known.

Ken e Hall
It makes life so fragile and a piece of paper goes thru our ups and downs good use of the metaphor...regards

Bob Blackwell
Lovely description of the up's and downs of life's journey. A wise write.

 

Anu a
wonderful poem...well expressed!

Dulakshi Wakista
I loved this poem Abnish.well expressed.This is a spiritual write..True..this is a fabulous poem..Great write..Thanks for sharing.

 

seema chowdhury
very nice and interesting comparison. pl see some of my poems too.

C. P. Sharma
A spiritual dance with pathos and valor.

Prince Obed de la CRUZ
nice poem

Frank James Ryan Jr./FjR
You employ "A Paper" as a paradigm for metaphor....as well as a socratic message....Fine Work.....FjR