Jeewan Ramlugun
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In the hallowed seas
of words
my insignificance
like a minnow
I feel.
Revered names
of various poets,
dead or alive,
and their works
I scan on the shelves
of a bookstore.
I pick one or two
that I briefly dip into.
A surge of inspiration
I desire
for some moments
to swim over new waves
of undulating verses
to ride ripples
of elegance
then to soar
as graceful seagulls
with spirits
that to great heights
would take me.
Alas, I must flow back
to my small streams
of thoughts
and forget
the wilder dreams,
the rolling waves
of greatness.