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Tuesday, 22 February 2011

Poetry of the day




Spring


There is an unseen draft
traveling through my closed house;
the flame in the kitchen
is bending to one side.
There is a spring
somewhere.

5 comments:

  1. Beautiful Taposh!!

    Figuratively I see fierce winds all around.. spring is around the corner.. we just need to remain steady and hang in there.

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  2. Middle Eastilliott23 February 2011 at 16:36

    Dull people stir with pain,
    Mixing anger with desire,
    Cold contols had frozen them,
    Hot winds of action blows,
    Seeds scatter,
    Waiting for the fertile soil,
    Revolutions,
    of Sun will bring them to life,
    There is spring
    right here!

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  3. How do the tota myna manage the winter? Anyway the spring is right here. Will they wear colourful plummage to celebrate? As usual just wondering ( that too I learnt from the blog writer who is skeptical but wonders)

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  4. so beautifully composed - I can feel its that time of the year when the weather s perfect!!! and nostalgic....smell the spring in the air and Holi s around the corner ..wow I so miss it

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  5. Truely beautiful.
    The blogger is alive to all changes be it revolution of spring. Keep it up.

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