The pebbles I gathered,
Turned trendily into precious diamonds;
The diamond-turned pebbles,
Taunted my fabulous fortune,
In a sardonic,glitter.
I know I was no Alchemist breed;
Nor did I own a philosopher's stone.
But the pebbles I held in my hand
Imposed on my ego a divining greed.
I gathered some more pebbles
And my eyes in avarice starved for
A speedy, shining galaxy,
In my self-expanding kitty.
This time, I scorned my petrified pebbles,
With rage and revenge.
But the pebbles blamed my unworthy hand
For the jinx it deserved.
I failed to note the missing link
Between my hand and my wand.
P.Chandrasekaran .
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