Above The Earth's Green Poem by Ram Krishna Singh

Above The Earth's Green

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He is a solo drum
trying to get his rhythm
against the sputtering rains

the mud sticks on trousers
wet and cool it can't sleep
in the thorns of our yard

I seek my balance in
yog-nidra in the closed
room think his thoughts and lies

we weave to ensnare spirit
that pricks the balloon we pump
to rise above the earth's green

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Raghavan Warrier 26 December 2006

Nice poem. Well balanced

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Mahfooz Ali 25 June 2006

Nice poem Singh Sir.

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Ram Krishna Singh

Ram Krishna Singh

Varanasi, Uttar Pradesh, India
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