Oct 18, 2012

Life...

 Art by Ashok

The Pickled soul   
        Trapped in a bottle-   
                  Hot, sweet and sour; 
  
The Abysmal hole   
           Clueless battle;   
                    The Lust for more and more. 
  
A spark, a desire-   
         Ignites the prattle   
                  That ends in a pit or pyre. 
  
The Infinite spire;   
        The Tongues tattle;   
                   In silence the Words disappear… 
  
The strong survive;   
          The weak rattle;   
                  From this escape none. 
  
There’s no reprieve;   
         The Scattered cattle;   
                  All slaughtered one by one. 

34 comments:

  1. Your thoughts go deep into my mind. Life is so full of contradictions. And yes, it ends in death for all us cattle.

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  2. Impressive art and the poem is profound! I like the flow of tle.

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  3. wow. very deep today! and extremely dire.

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  4. Great thoughts to go along with such fantastic art!

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  5. awesome, I love it!

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  6. Exquisite colorful art with the brush and incredibly eloquent flourish with the pen.

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  7. Hello Ashok:) Looking at the painting my first thought was; this is my brain! Your words are worth to think about! Love this post! xx

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  8. Dear Ashok, so beautiful and so dramatic your last posts!
    I hope you, however, are fine!

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  9. Beautiful painting, beautiful post!

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  10. Love the art work and how I relate to it - and I love this line:
    "The Pickled soul
    Trapped in a bottle-
    Hot, sweet and sour;"

    Wow!

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  11. beautiful display and combination of colours!!

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  12. You have done it all once more...art and poetry at its best.

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  13. I love this painting, Ashok. and I always enjoy your poetry.

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  14. My favourite verse yet, this is amazing stuff - I think you should have it published.

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  15. Very well done !!!
    An art work with very amazing colours and shapes !!!
    Have a happy weekend !!!

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  16. Nicely penned! thought provoking poem!

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  17. Clueless battle, lust for more and more...
    The strong survive;
    The weak rattle;
    From this escape none.
    Wow. Insightful piece!

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  18. I specially like the opening lines...pickled soul trapped in a bottle ~
    Nice one ~

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  19. Great lines for the fantastic image.

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  20. You are an artist be it with paint-brush or pen. Beautifully etched words brought alive by your vivid painting. <3

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  21. great work, the painting and words. such a powerful write.

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  22. god bless. u r so talented sirji

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  23. Ciao,
    bellissimo lavoro! Colori e forme si inseguono e rallegrano la vista!
    Ciao, ciao, Floriana

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  24. Fabulous piece of art !

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  25. Gorgeous artwork, Ashok. Love those colours!

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  26. The flow of colors and designs is lovely to look at but the poem made me feel sad..

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  27. Anonymous7:48 PM

    Fabulous artwork!

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  28. Wow, I love this piece, the way it flows especially. I'm always amazed by your abundance of talent.

    I think at some point we need to fold into ourselves in order to bloom brighter. Very intriguing painting and poem.

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  29. Love the movement and color here.

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