sekharan pookkat


A Song Of Bed - Poem by sekharan pookkat

A song of bed
Composed in love
Play in the air
Of new knots of pain

Polished beats
with diagonal crossings
Keeps away my knots
And rhythm of a melody.

Strings of my violin
Burnt in the heat of new song
Broke down again
Without the song of despair

A song of bed
Composed in love
Played in my violin
With new rhythm of a melody


Comments about A Song Of Bed by sekharan pookkat

  • V.m.saraswathy Munuswamy V.m.saraswathy Munuswamy (4/13/2016 12:12:00 PM)

    Love compose lovely, thanks to share (Report) Reply

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  • Edward Kofi Louis Edward Kofi Louis (3/26/2016 5:33:00 AM)

    Composed in love. Nice piece of work. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 25, 2014

Poem Edited: Saturday, January 25, 2014


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