Desires raw and ripe
mixed with
illusions sweet
attractive pieces
of delusions
and misgivings
cut and half-cooked
in imagination pots-
a lovely serving-
on dream platter
pleasing to senses
this meal seems sumptuous
Oh! My mind!
can devouring
the meal thus mine
conjure my ever
burning hunger
when you awaken me
out of my delusive feasting?
18 07 08
Wow I love the first stanza, it's divine. Whole poem is good though. Well done Kesav. HG: -) xx
the ingredient and receipe were prepared by the master chef..........to produce a killer punch. great write.
i can't add anything to this marvelous poem's comment than what Yusof has already said. Kesav 10 and more..
lovely voyage of the psyche, I think it might be better to be called illusions sweetened, since the semantics of delsions are perhaps misleading 10+
illusions and delusions when sweetened and served in a 'dream platter' most doesn't want to be awaken... for it is more appetizing than to stay in a real world where they have a bitter taste of life...I think this poem needs more follow up verses, the desert has not been served.
what a fast writeup. are you serious that you want wake from this illusory........? intersting indeed. jayan
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is magnificent poetry. The sesnse wrapped up in a seemingly gastric orgy, what poetic splendor. Regards Jon Alan