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Grow Fingers,
Contributed by
durlabh
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Saturday, 18th August 2012 @ 12:50:46 PM in AEST
Topic:
InspirationalPoems
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And I grow fingers and thumbs to write more
The verses that do not follow straight lines
But zigzagging under the open skies
In chromed yellow sunlight
In canopy of the trees
Of the emerald green.
Deserts there are, heat exhausted creatures
Which demand to know the arrival of dawn
Within the hot sandy dunes loneliness resides
Seized in sounds of silences the wind sighing.
Winters I have seen , in interiors of people
Where motions are frozen in frigid bonds
And down pours from dark clouds echoes
The deaths of the moths on the frozen ponds.
Today I speak from depths of the being
From slits in roofs , from broken charades
From blood soaked minds under the bullets metallic
Or women singing their songs in mud soaked paddies.
Run with syrup on my parched lips
Or disappear in the immensity of the seas
Rain forested creatures wormed of nights
In wakeful of the myths for mutterings in dawn.
Copyright ©
durlabh
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2012-08-18 12:50:46] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Grow Fingers,
(User Rating: 1 ) by Me1234 on
Saturday, 18th August 2012 @ 04:03:16 PM AEST (User
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thought provoking, interestingly written and thought out!
Well done! |
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Re: Grow Fingers,
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Saturday, 18th August 2012 @ 09:44:33 PM AEST (User
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Ah! So much images weaved into this poem. A great poem - well written and engaging! |
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