Indira Renganathan


Air


O' tricky children of the sphere
Mass of gasses and vapour dittoing to flare
Trickling through my nostrils to swear
That my life ever is you compounded air

O' smart invisible blare
Invisible, yet sun, moon, all twinkling to glare
Elated my eyes to swear
That my life ever is you compounded air

O' invisible solitaire
Of zephyr and thunder a melody you bear
Merry my ears swear
That my life ever is you compounded air

O' invisible painter
Of azure and 'bow an aesthetic you bear
Blown my mind enthralled to swear
That my life ever is you compounded air

Visible, audible, sensible for us everywhere
Of yourself are you aware
That scary too, now a smoky, toxic ware

Submitted: Friday, May 09, 2008
Edited: Sunday, August 24, 2008

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  • Rookie Yelena M. (7/17/2010 12:40:00 PM)

    Indira, your poems are always a joy to read..This one just floats on the air in its lightness and flow..Thanks for sharing.
    With best wishes,
    Yelena. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points L.P. Alexanders (8/11/2009 4:36:00 PM)

    remarkable flow of words, feelings and images!
    I loved it,10+++
    and thanks for words about my poem, i really appreciate it!
    regards (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 555 Points Saadat Tahir (7/3/2009 2:54:00 PM)

    they way you stairize the human race in its race...beautiful
    fresh approach and a clarion call
    great poetry
    cheers (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 105 Points Nimal Dunuhinga (6/30/2009 10:33:00 AM)

    A very beautiful concept Indira! 'I breathe in and I breathe out and they call life; I am certain one day it stops? Thank you so much for your prompt comment on my scribbling. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Rangarajan Kazhiyur Mannar (5/21/2009 12:56:00 AM)

    Each stanza is like a fresh air caressing our face. The air which our ancestors preserved is becoming now scary - the last lines ring the alarm to make us set things aright. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 2 Points Wojja Fink (3/28/2009 7:56:00 AM)

    so much to see within the air
    if we take the the time to stand and stare. magical.....John (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 183 Points Palas Kumar Ray (3/23/2009 10:03:00 AM)

    ===========================================================
    I was not at all ready for the twist in your last stanza

    ''Visible, audible, sensible for us everywhere
    Of yourself are you aware
    That scary too, now a smoky, toxic ware '''

    WE MUST GET THE ANSWER.

    =========================================================== (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Samanyan Lakshminarayanan (3/17/2009 8:22:00 PM)

    a lovely poem on air...thank you mam for your lovely comment on'thiruvalluvar....'
    please read my 'is it a recession', 'the oldest love', ...'the chemotherapy'...
    ' arare commodity' (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Ahmad Shiddiqi (12/23/2008 9:15:00 AM)

    very nice! I feel it's better if we read this poem while listen to Bach's Air on G string. keep writing!
    Dear, friend.
    Would you like to read and comment on my newest poem, Lost Forest's Ancient Chant, please? Thank you very much. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Samanyan Lakshminarayanan (12/20/2008 5:47:00 AM)

    the invisible yet the vital element= avery good write- thanks mam for your comment on my never ending story- read my poem manu's varna (Report) Reply

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