On my Way...to Meet the Macaw!

On my Way...to Meet the Macaw!
My pastel moods
"Some murmur, when their sky is clear

And wholly bright to view

If one small speck of dark appear

In their great heaven of blue:....."

-Trench

...Women are fastidious, and now you know a bit about me.


THE ONLY LONELY

THE ONLY LONELY
"Deserted at his utmost need,
By those his former bounty fed;
On the bare earth exposed he lies,
With not a friend to close his eyes."

- Dryden.

Saturday, January 16, 2010

Grim Times




I am ditched conveniently when I am in utmost need.
It is not the ghastly winds that make me shiver.
It is the absence of an embracing silhouette to shiver against.
I look for a touch of Life-
if it is at all of the essence I infer!
I am unmanifest without what I desire,
or technically, what I need.
I live in a mist.
I am the mist.
Mortals, I sermonize this
for the sake of humanity- a formal camaraderie.
If you dread the signs of existence of a world
obnoxious and mystique,
Be away from me.
I am but just another sign of the same.
As you would all love to listen,
I am tamed to toxicity.
I am not you...
You reside in me,
I put you to bed.
I am not you.

8 comments:

  1. As Usual...Excellent. However increasing the font size will aid the viewers' eyes!


    Take Care.

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  2. bapok! kudos to u...keep up ur efforts, xams er pore kono magazine e pathiye dibi, publish hoe jabe

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  3. Another fine creation penned down in haste by the li'l poetess! all I can say " chaliye jao"

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  4. is the font size purposely petite?!

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  5. its 'silhouette'.

    nice one :)

    ~ Premangsu

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  6. oh thank you so much for pointing out the mistake...............dat was actually NOT a typing mistake.......neway thanks for going thru mah blog

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  7. Really fantastic..A fascinating work... keep it up..

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  8. thank u.........neways do u know who is dis 'raat jaga tara'

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