thanku sri, the second verse is for the frog that awaits its prey to slurp away who knows who is around to eat away , so it is someone survived and some one gone... thanku so much for the analytical comment..sundari
shanthi, it is very nice and dont ever ask any one for justice you are great on your own all of us put it here none to judge but all to praise..thanku for posting it here, very soon would love to open a competition for the poets who will have to contribute and then they get a chance to post a picture for others to write on it, the more people join and make it a success it is a game to be played and never to be commented as just nice the comments are ok but all write for a banner so each one gets a comment like competition # 1 or #2 and so on, tell me how many of them would join, so that we can conduct the game here tooo, and poet's number will increase their interest revived..sunkan
Dear AC&Shan, Good one..Seems liek every one around is bitten by the poetry bug here(except me) for i cant write poems...:-( :-( im guilty
hello akka your contests and poems are really great that they bring fine verse from some who never wrote short lines...!! while yours is heart wrenching as the vulture patiently waits sriniks im waiting to hear... chitra's lines are great too what with rhymes fresh to change the world ...wait and shanthi a poet with words searching... the vulture disappointed he's sure to be... come on aishu...just a couple of lines...break free and you have a poem that doesn't rhyme maybe but right from the heart and the surprise visitor who has a nice word penned from his great words collections i enjoyed reading every one of them sathya
hello akka... my lines ..... dig dig dig deep how do i dig when hungry...? somewhere hereabouts is mama mine buried by rubbles and dust mama why don't you hear my voice so? have you become recently deaf? while i always tagged along why did you have to leave me alone? in this dry parched world.. in this dry parched world yes... for here in this world is cloned hearts galore of rich billionaires that spend millions and millions on trendy stuff.. and recently enough they have put them hard hearts in vultures too just like them waiting to hungrily feed dead or alive i dare not fear death but just one look at your lovely face....mmmhhmm just like HIM the great lord above to have contrasting things on earth love and hate rain and storm summer and winter frogs foretell a lovely spell of rain be it the flying or skip skip kind while this part of earth is parched dead well ...almost here is a part that's green all green.. oh what i wouldn't give to bring over greenery to this parched land? or is he the frog prince in waiting? sathya
dont worry aishu, we need good commentators for all the article and poems not the nice or so cute or wonderful but yes someone who can really write their mind, when you have criticism a little and pointing out certain aspect u make the writer or a poet think, now don't you think it is easy to do this, yes it is very few takers how about u?? sunkan