And we sit with the debris of desires in our hands.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
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Tuesday 5 July 2011
Nevertheless
The morbid me
Reckless, hopeless
The hopeless me
Clueless, restless
The restless me
In duress, baseless
The baseless me
Affectless, faceless
The faceless me
Nevertheless, limitless
I think you have written enough poems to comprise a small 100 pages book (at least, that is what I made out from your blog!). Good luck for the same!
Though I don't read more poems and am quite amateur when it comes to appreciating them, I came to know from your profile that your inspirations are as diverse as Gibran and Lorca. The poems appear to be the manifestations of felt experiences. Do you like Rilke? Some of your poems reminded me of him.
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You write lovely poems. DO you ever plan to publish?
I do intend to publish some day. In due course of time I imagine. Thank you :-)
I think you have written enough poems to comprise a small 100 pages book (at least, that is what I made out from your blog!). Good luck for the same!
Though I don't read more poems and am quite amateur when it comes to appreciating them, I came to know from your profile that your inspirations are as diverse as Gibran and Lorca. The poems appear to be the manifestations of felt experiences. Do you like Rilke? Some of your poems reminded me of him.
:-)The intention is there, the motivation is what's a bit lacking.
You sensed that right! And yes, Rilke is a deep influence and I can only feel awe if my words remind you of him :-)
Thank you!
Restless.....restless ....love it
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