by Ajmer Rode
The human mind
is essentially qualitative.
As you know,
we are easily excited by
pinks and purples,
triangles and circles
and we endlessly argue
over true and false,
right and wrong.
But quantitative analyses
rarely touch our souls.
Numbers were invented mainly
by men to trick each other.
I am almost certain women had
nothing to do with them. They
had more vital tasks, survival for example,
at hand.
But playing with big numbers
could be interesting.
In fact it could be really fun. Say
if I were to sit on a gravel pit and
count one billion pebbles non-stop
it will take me some 14 years;
or if I were to count what Africa
owes to rich
foreigners – some 200 billion
dollars,
it is impossible. I will have to
be born 40 times and do nothing
but keep counting 24 hours.
Although things could be simpler on a
smaller scale. Suppose as a result
of the debt, five million children die
every year , as in fact they do,
and each dying child cries
a minimum of 100 times a day
there would be a trillion cries
floating around
in the atmosphere just over a
period of five years.
Remember a sound wave once
generated never ceases to exist
in one form or the other,
and never escapes the atmosphere.
Now one fine morning, even if
one of these cries suddenly hits
you, it will shatter your soul into
a billion pieces. It will take
14 years to gather
the pieces and put them back
into one piece.
On the other hand, may be all the
trillion cries could hit your soul
and nothing would happen.
Poems At My Doorstep
Copyright ©:
Ajmer Rode

A few random poems:
- Forced by Mayank Sharma
- Beauty by Tony Hoagland
- Robert Burns: On Commissary Goldie’s Brains:
- Аля Кудряшева – Дождь напевает, искрясь по зарослям
- Алишер Навои – Стихотворные жемчужины
- Tracks In The Private Country
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Степь
- Наум Коржавин – Неужели птицы пели
- different lovers by Raj Arumugam
- The Gardener LXXV: At Midnight by Rabindranath Tagore
- Sonnet 132: Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying me by William Shakespeare
- To Don Quixote, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s A Don Quichotte by T. Wignesan.
- Vision poem – Aldous Huxley poems | Poetry Monster
- Sabbath, My Love poem – Yehudah ha-Levi poems | Poetry Monster
- Parody on a Haiku by Issa by Monty Gilmer
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- Calais, August 1802 by William Wordsworth
- Calais, August 15, 1802 by William Wordsworth
- By The Side Of The Grave Some Years After by William Wordsworth
- By The Seaside by William Wordsworth
- “By Moscow Self-Devoted To A Blaze” by William Wordsworth
- “Brook! Whose Society The Poet Seeks” by William Wordsworth
- British Freedom by William Wordsworth
- “Brave Schill! By Death Delivered” by William Wordsworth
- Bothwell Castle by William Wordsworth
- Book Twelfth [Imagination And Taste, How Impaired And Restored ] by William Wordsworth
- Book Thirteenth [Imagination And Taste, How Impaired And Restored Concluded] by William Wordsworth
- Book Third [Residence at Cambridge] by William Wordsworth
- Book Tenth {Residence in France continued] by William Wordsworth
- Book Sixth [Cambridge and the Alps] by William Wordsworth
- Book Seventh [Residence in London] by William Wordsworth
- Book Second [School-Time Continued] by William Wordsworth
- Book Ninth [Residence in France] by William Wordsworth
- Book Fourth [Summer Vacation] by William Wordsworth
- Book Fourteenth [conclusion] by William Wordsworth
- Book First [Introduction-Childhood and School Time] by William Wordsworth
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