《grass whistle ~ poetry》Musk

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enChanting is the magical musk,

A must,

For perfumers all around,

But mother male laden with musk pouch stays spellbound.

Poachers pursue, the treasured

Legendary scent,

Hell bent,

Ayurvedic Kasturi,

Heavenly boons it lent.

Hosting the golden grail,

The host itself chases it,

Throughout its life, through setup snares and webs well knit.

Case of us humans it perfectly fits.

Outexisting the Neanderthals

Live till to-day do we,

Not of grace, nor sheer luck,

But because of our curiosity.

Infinite questions brain bubbles

And the answers are searched

far and wide,

The answers which,

In our very soul hides.

~Ajay

April 2017

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