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I Am The Idea

May 5, 2023
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By Deepak Manchanda


Born in the womb of your creativity

I am the Line Lovingly caressed by your hands Slim; smooth; shapely.

To be admired. To be held.


I am. Shaped with Steel.

Crafted by Fire. Sped by Endeavour.




As I appear amidst you.

I am the Word. Carried; Around the World. As I overflow with the sweetness of my contents.

I am Loved. As my mouth touches your lips. And then dumped.

To be reborn. And Reborn. To appear yet again. Again; again; again.

Long after you will be ashes.

And vanish. You - a mere Mortal.

Forever am I - the Bottle.



By Deepak Manchanda















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