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| Photo: Chaliyar river, Kozhikode |
Like frightened birds
From my pen fly the words.
Where are the branches to perch?
Like a string less kite
All wayward in its flight
Why do I hopelessly lurch?
Like a midnight flower
I am wilting at this hour
Who has caused me this smirch?
Like an oar less boat
With the current I float.
What are the answers I search?
Very beautiful Ashok! The answers probably lie in exploring with courage, pushing and more pushing, discovering the freedom to make the choices.
ReplyDeleteso true...thanks Padma
DeleteSimply superb...
ReplyDeleteLike a string less kite
ReplyDeleteAll wayward in its flight
Why do I hopelessly lurch?
Lovely Lines...
Like frightened birds with no place to perch is a perfect explanation of being at a loss for words. Very nice Ashok.
ReplyDeletethanks Granny
DeleteWell penned! I enjoyed reading :)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful!
ReplyDeleteWhat this is terrific poetry. Lovely, rhyming & meaningful !
ReplyDeleteHow beautifully penned Ashok. A poet's questions are many, but you captured their essence.
ReplyDeleteHey Ashok:) You're such a romantic thinker:) Love it!
ReplyDeleteI seek; the answers to life, the answers of life!
ReplyDeletevery touching - we all search together yet alone!
ReplyDeletethanks Meera
DeleteBeautifully said, Ashok!!!
ReplyDeleteExtraordinary written.. I'm simply amaze where you got such beautiful words!
ReplyDeleteA beautiful poem Ashok.
ReplyDeleteGood questions specially the last one ~
ReplyDeleteWishing you and your family Happy Holidays ~
thanks G
Deletenice poem and beautiful photo
ReplyDeletehappy xmas and newyear
thanks for sharing
thanks Krishna..wish u the same!
DeleteDear Ashok I really love your poetic questions! The answers blow in the wind,maybe?!
ReplyDeleteHave nice days in your wonderful country!Rita.
thanks Rita!
DeleteBeautiful poem Ashok, hope you have a wonderful holiday.
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