Like a withdrawing Lilly
Devoid of its substantial charm
I recoil into the asylum
Of an imposed isolation
When words become a chokingly
Uncontainable extravagance,
I renounce voice and retreat
Into hibernating caves of silence
When truth penetrates and ridicules
My guarded solemn beliefs
I helplessly elude and hide
In the dark dungeons of ignorance
When the badly changing world
Ceases to inspire my acumen
I fall back on my deceased past
And fumble the relics of ashes and bones
With an inexperienced hand
When I mess up the canvas of life
I evade the caverns of existence
And begin the primitive carving with stones
Don't evade from reality.......but fantasy and dream are just a stone throw.Well done Seema.
This is kind of crisis intellectuals often get into. So beautifully penned full of excellent rhymes; mellowed tone............10
An emphatic write...philosophic intellectual mystic...this evasion is a self inflicted punishment we often choose 10
a superb write indeed almost i can relate it to myself...thanks for sharin semma ji 10++++
Lovely! When truth penetrates….” Your solemn belief itself.. become the truth for yourself… Krishna Baalu
When A.R.Rahman set music the lyrics are immetirial. when you write a poem it subject is immaterial. i love the flow, i love the words and i love your skills.
evade the caverns of existence And begin the primitive carving with stones............... oh what a wonderful flow of words breeze of spring when whispers to ear...fantastic appeal, a dazzling glow in deep darkness, night swells up by the gleams of images, great write i do admire,10+++, thanks for sharing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow! truely an artwork! chosen words are fine! captivating verses! ....10++