A Piece of Pleasure

 

I always try sugar as an antidote 

for something that is spice

But overtime, I realise that 

it must be time

in place of sugar 

In the park, I was walking over 

my thoughts, my botherations

and at one point, my heart,

unable to bear anymore,

felt it would just burst

What's the antidote?

If it's sugar for spice

then, for sorrow it's pleasure...

Pleasure of sweet soothing talk

with my friend.

But I could not,

for such was my urgency

What could then be

a substitute?

How about bamboo?

Along the park's pathway

for every crossing, I ran my palm 

over the trunk of 

a well-grown bamboo that's 

strong, pleasing, and sweet

And with every passing

step and minute

my thoughts were getting clear

like clarified butter: it seemed

to share a part of it's power...

Though I knew it was always

time that's the healer,

for keepsakes, I collected

a piece of bamboo,

to remember and treasure

And named it 

a piece of pleasure

~ 07 - 11 Mar, 2022