No succulent taste
Of pleasurable flights.
Gravity reigns around me.
Not for me
The comfort of prayer.
In shadowy lanes linger
The watery moon and I—
Two Godless creatures.
No plain thing
I let my story be.
Every sunny note of summer
Embellishes this thing I wear:
The mask of Life.
5 responses so far ↓
ozymandiaz // March 14, 2008 at 10:43 pm
beautiful
Vasudha Pande // March 16, 2008 at 5:54 pm
Thank you, ozymandiaz.
khushbu // March 22, 2008 at 8:35 pm
wel…..it describs u prfctly sethrt..jst no comparison
hestia // March 23, 2008 at 3:01 am
Vasudha, I’ve tagged you… Just go to my blog and copy my post ‘Let’s play Tag!!!’… put in your own answers to the given questions and tag other 5 bloggers… follow the pattern used by previous taggers to tag… and don’t forget to let me know who you’re tagging by leaving a comment in my last post… ask if any help needed… go tag!
Yaduraj // April 12, 2008 at 8:59 pm
Nice poetry eh……..
Liked the play of words
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