Sep 24, 2011

Poetry...

Penning Poetry is the smoothest thing
Like the flapping of a swan’s wing
In metered rhythm the verses sing-
The moment I break my inner ring!

All I need – an endless sky
Where I spread my thoughts and fly
As I soar on an emotional high
Words pour and shape my inner cry!

 
 
 
 
photo: Bangalore 2007
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12 comments:

  1. hope and love7:59 AM

    poetry is almost impossible for me :(

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  2. Anonymous10:49 AM

    Wonderful rhythm and writing!

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  3. Anonymous11:07 AM

    ore rhyming than po.
    enna acho pavam intha paiyan.

    Prabu Ganapathy

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  4. venuss667:29 PM

    Touching.

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  5. monsoon dreams8:00 PM

    your poems are as wonderful as your architecture.

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  6. Kalyan11:41 PM

    lovely words...nicely crafted lines along with the photo!

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  7. Ramya Ranganathan3:23 AM

    Hi Ashok,

    Beautiful lines ...

    And your architecture, amazing !!

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  8. Joseph Pulikotil7:56 AM

    Amazing thoughts wonderfully expressed.

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  9. Bob Bushell1:14 PM

    Nice.

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  10. DeniseinVA1:50 AM

    Beautiful poem to go with this lovely image.

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  11. Unknown5:10 PM

    Beautiful! I love the quick beat to this poem. :)

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  12. Jeevan9:36 PM

    Very true on the emotional high and inner cry! words and thoughts rose when highly emotional.

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