Words could be cruel
Like the monsoon June
Pulverising the earth
Macerating the mind
Yet the nano molecules
Could integrate in a song
A song of love
Love for the beloved
“Wanton , irksome, unsolicited,
This too shall pass is an impasse”
And the song is incessant
Like the monsoon June
VC June 2010
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You have fans of your writing among people you don't even know, Apologies for plagiarising,I take permission now :)
ReplyDeleteIn this endless rain
ReplyDeleteYou make the very sky resound,
why the sadness in your poem?
rema renjini
ReplyDeletelovely imagery the rain fills your senses, totlly consuming, as often said a poem speaks individually a sensous write drop to drop
Thanks Sujata- Copyright is righ to copy.......
ReplyDeleteShobha, its a choice a choice to be stupid...
Rema, You have a fertile mind, u take me to valleys I have never dreamt!
Like monsoon rains takes time to soak the parched ground, your words shows patience , fruit of care and understanding can make beautiful sound which can soak the parched soul ...beautifully written..
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