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"Mother Nature"
The orange glow of the evening sky
teases my senses
The trees dance with the wind
like the swaying hips of a graceful woman
I take a walk
and sit outside the 9th block
And watch
mother nature's alluring moves
Sometimes ferocious, sometimes tender...
Suddenly there is powerful thunder
And mother nature's gentle meanders
turn fast, furious, fierce, feisty...
I get mesmerised by her beauty
and wish
that the moment freezes eternally..
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Thursday, November 01, 2007
She Moves In Mysterious Ways...
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2 comments:
another amazingly beautiful verse.. you really should write more poetry you are so good at it!!!!
Hey Jodi,
Thanks for all your compliments, you are very kind.
I have written about 50 odd poems, most of them got lost over the years, I wasn't careful....trying to remember them. I note them down as they come to me.
Sometimes I do wish I never wrote poetry. There is (usually) a lot of pain involved in writing a good poem.
'A poet needs pain'...like Bon Jovi sings.
That's a very heavy price to pay for just a bunch of words on paper.
Vikram
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