My Home http://sharavati.wordpress.com ...its beauty Thu, 03 Dec 2009 07:40:32 +0000 http://wordpress.com/ en hourly 1 http://www.gravatar.com/blavatar/6c27e491136f8c9728609a23cd063c01?s=96&d=http://s.wordpress.com/i/buttonw-com.png My Home http://sharavati.wordpress.com Lone Bird http://sharavati.wordpress.com/2009/12/03/lone-bird/ http://sharavati.wordpress.com/2009/12/03/lone-bird/#comments Thu, 03 Dec 2009 07:29:42 +0000 swaps http://sharavati.wordpress.com/?p=668 ]]>

Finally, some one who is alone…and hence, silent.

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…no private moment for you guys, with me around.

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… and our sweet home!

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This jewel belongs to the beholder :)

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woods

The woods are lovely
(of course, that’s why I am here)

dark
(I don’t mind)

…and deep
(hmmm…how farther is destination)

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one

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Looks like out of a fairy tale?
Then, I am a Prince.

(Needless to say, I am very happy with this effort from atop a nearby hill. Shot using timer with the camera on the road embankment.)

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…at Kukkarhalli Lake.

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A mug for a gift that reminded me of this poem…

You must admit…

I shall never be sated!
I like to displease and be hated.

With more calm, fortune and fame
What should I do?

Seek out a powerful patron to pursue?
Cling to him like a vine?

Wind around him to fawn and whine?
And rise through ruse instead of merit?

No merci !

Compose, as a rule
poems for usurers?

Play the fool
hoping to see some minister
give a smile that’s not sinister?

No merci !

Breakfast off a toad?
Grovel on the dirty road?

Wear the knees of my breeches through?
And kiss feet too?

No merci !

Find genius in imbeciles?
And let out shrill squeals
of regret
when my name is missing
from some gazette?

No merci !

Be scared of being thought paltry?
Prefer social visits to poetry?

Write placets and be introduced?
No merci ! No merci !

But sing, dream…laugh…

move on…

be alone…

have a choice…

have a watchful eye
and a powerful voice

wear my hat awry…

fight for a poem if I like

and perhaps even die.

Never care about fame or fortune
and even travel to the moon!

Triumph by chance on my own merit.

Refuse to be the clinging ivy nor even
the oak or the Lime.

Perhaps I’ll not get far.

But I’ll get there alone.

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