Sitting with chairs around
Inviting everyone, and opened-up;
Silently depicting the crux of everything
Life as if a Merry-go-round !
Sitting and noticing everyone
Having some stranger-position;
Me to company ,one tree
Life as if some awkward situation !
Sitting among some leaves scattered
Stuck with the wetness of the ground;
Ambiance, as if out-of flavor flavored
Life as if something has gone wavered !
Sitting and hitting something right in the block
Saying something with adept muteness;
Suggesting something with unclear tone
Life left as if one Fairy-Land Forlorn !!
Thursday, May 28, 2009
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nice work!
ReplyDeleteOne of the best poems I have ever read.
ReplyDeleteIt couldn't have been better than this!!!
Yes madam, it's really good. Plunged in love with the third stanza. You've shown a harrowing feeling of loneliness with such tranquility. Powerful contrast!
ReplyDeleteit seems the poet had hidden a vast amount of sorrow inside herself and at tymes feel very lonely...
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