tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40915791067469832202024-03-07T23:51:19.364-08:00UNSPOKEN VERSESRuturajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09643824012054675462noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4091579106746983220.post-79535741367652695112011-03-26T11:00:00.000-07:002011-03-26T21:06:32.662-07:00An Ode of Love<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br />
<div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">No one is born to be single</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">With the inherent desire to mingle</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Finding the alter ego is life's motto</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">To make an abode in the inner grotto.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Nature abides and replicates</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">With thine kiss,intimacy and grace</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">To care and to be cared for</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Can't deny this sacred rule ever. </div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Brooks mingle in river </div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Rivers come to confluence </div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">All surrender to ocean </div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">With no cast creed ,but devotion.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Mountain scales high</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">To kiss the blue sky</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">With feet on the ground</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">A cache for lives on the mound.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Ocean embraces the earth</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">With passion around its girth</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Gulps the oozing venom of beloved</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">And gives jewels long treasured.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Moon flirts with streams</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">With arrows of beams</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Efforts to be comrade </div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Of the symphony and serenade.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">No one knows who is after whom</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">All crooning the hymn of boon</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">No place for jealousy and wrath</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Drowning the differences in the sea of mirth. </div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">How can I be an exception</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">To the edict of inception</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Daring to offend the consecrated ring </div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Realized the confines of being a being.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div></div>Ruturajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09643824012054675462noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4091579106746983220.post-50279917513690212102011-03-25T21:23:00.000-07:002011-03-25T21:23:16.458-07:00The Pilgrim<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br />
<div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Trudging on the road of silence</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"> With gumption to break the chaotic fence </div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Under long imbibed saintly pretence </div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Found the self, mottled with mystic presence.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Remembering the stars and moon </div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Twinkling eyes and inviting faces</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Deep down under the woody base</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Lies the serpent breathing sizzling fires.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Alive and jolly at the height of folly</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Under the widowed facade fell in to a gully</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Saw glittering pearls and emeralds</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Collected all to find sickeningly vile.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Florentine Monalisa dead and reborn</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Knowing the secrets of grave and womb</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Sniggers at Vincenzo's lust to capture</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">With sands escaping my fist's sequester.</div></div>Ruturajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09643824012054675462noreply@blogger.com1