Sunday, June 28, 2009
‘I rove…languid, dozy
This forenoon.
On the deserted brae
As I versify my feelings.
Not a place to go,
No zest,
Futile is time,
Yet more vain is I.
Malaise, grip me not!!
A complete defeat…
Flicking through I see
Hopes to vanquish
Dead to the hilt
Am I culpable? Inasmuch as
Fain I had done so?
But understand,
I was besotted..
Impelled indeed,
Wheedling I couldn’t shun
(I’m not a Utopian, after all)
Unknown to reality
None to forbid
How I rue today!!
I cajole myself
Anon I shall forego
Betake my own way
Repose in happiness.
Prove wrong your world.
I hope it is venial’, said she,
‘My mistake.’
Copyright © 2009 Bhaswati
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I am not good at poetry but still it is really good poem on how you take on the world after a mistake.
Anand
http://anandsathya.blogspot.com
&"inasmuch"is a single word..."inasmuch as" means 'because'
maybe special talent is needed..
ur lines r awesome..!
do check this post..!
http://d-bucks.blogspot.com/2009/06/perfect-leader-for-india.html
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m not good at interpreting poems.. i think this one s too complicated for my understanding...
but i learned a lot f new words... :D
n thanks for droppin by on my blog..
haf fun
Anoop