Caves

In your cave
Resides electricity
If I like it
Where is my fault

In your cave
Smiles blue ocean
Where is my fault
If I take some salt 

In your cave
Dwells deep night 
Where is my fault
If I seek single malt

From your cave
We go for the glow 
For the dance of stars
We go back to night

Cave is our beginning
Cave is our survival 
Cave is our garden
Cave our destination 
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August 3, 2016

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Dave Timperley

Date: 8/12/2016 6:26:00 AM

Why do you worry that this is not to others liking Probir? It is to YOUR liking or you would not have posted it.On here we share some of our innermost thoughts and it is up to the reader to seek their own interpretation. As for me I like it. God Bless. D.

Space Cadet
Date: 8/23/2016 5:29:00 PM

Very cavernous; I continue to read and enjoy your verse. w

Probir Gupta
Date: 8/12/2016 12:44:00 PM

You are right. Thank you ...

Dr. Vandana Sharma

Date: 8/4/2016 5:28:00 AM

Our body itself is a cave and its up to us whether we make it holy or let it be as it is..............

Probir Gupta
Date: 8/4/2016 7:02:00 AM

As you would like to interpret ... Thank you ...

Kai Michael Neumann

Date: 8/4/2016 4:16:00 AM

I like this poem. It is indeed circular and yet there is a lot of room for emotion and interpretation. Good stuff.

Probir Gupta
Date: 8/4/2016 4:24:00 AM

Thank you ...

Demetrios Trifiatis

Date: 8/3/2016 4:01:00 PM

In such a Cave all is beautiful all is permitted all is blessed and you are faultless my friend, Probir! Enjoy!

Probir Gupta
Date: 8/3/2016 11:15:00 PM

Thank you so much Demetrios ...This poem, it seems, has not gone well with soup friends ... This is wholly a symbolical writing ... We do perceive our emotions in the variety of out-of-the-cave vast world. But it is in the cave that we recollect them in a dark-yet-starry tranquility. Hence the cave.