Sense of Belonging

Is sense of belonging,

Like the pages in a book,

Or the waters in a brook?

Does a virus belong to a pandemic,

Or a pandemic to the people,sick?

Is sense of belonging an entry ticket 

For a bunch of currency to a wallet,

Or a roll of ravishing food,to the gullet?

Is it a load of thought of the mind,

Or a horde of people to one's behind?

Is it just an embrio of the womb,

Or a coffin's corpse in a tomb?

Do smiles belong to their lips,

Or tears to the eyes,on their slips?

Born of someone,wedding someone,

Begetting someone,Befriending someone,

Are all clusters,like a rainbow in the sky,

Looking grand for a while,to bid goodbye.

Belonging is like the milk in a cow's udder,

Flowing as ocean white,under Time's rudder.

Belonging is benefiting,with an expiry date,

As one follows the other,in a'Belong'template.

P.Chandrasekaran.