Wednesday 25 July 2012

Reality....

The pavement borrows romance
From dry smile of a dying moon;
The night bleeds in unprovoked assault of moments
Redefining the mirth and birth of hunger...
The dawn remains an elusive dream forever.

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  1. The "unprovoked assault of moments" hits hard.

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    1. Glad to hear you...I met the reality of romance in night life of the pavement dwellers of city while on official duty and generated this poem...
      Could get a feeble network after 36 hours...it had been devastating in a four hours storm....my orchard, backyard and flower garden all look like a battlefield...still glad to see nature repairing the wounds inflicted by us...my regards

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Patience !

  The beginning is mysterious The end fascinates I see its flight The projectile of life…. The own dreams, follies and a few deeds...