i meant it as a tribute to smone i loved...
and before it could strike the hard crust....it froze.
hanging in mid-air...shining like a gem .....beseeched from the
depths of blue ocean.
displaying without regrets...the pressure it boar beneath...
the infinite depths.
sparkling..like reflections over water of scorching sun overhead
tinkling ...it sounds of the sea shell singing the song
of distant sea faded into oblivion.....preserving
the mantles of declining years.
the gem shaped by the forces of nature...born out of a
frozen explosion of gignatic emotion.....
like a stone thrusted out in a still water....where thurst meets thurst
battling out before finally sinking in to the depths...
Poetry by vijay shanker
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Written on 2008-01-25 at 13:02
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into the depths
one hazy morning... of a cold winter...a tear fell from the eyes....and before it could strike the hard crust....it froze.
hanging in mid-air...shining like a gem .....beseeched from the
depths of blue ocean.
displaying without regrets...the pressure it boar beneath...
the infinite depths.
sparkling..like reflections over water of scorching sun overhead
tinkling ...it sounds of the sea shell singing the song
of distant sea faded into oblivion.....preserving
the mantles of declining years.
the gem shaped by the forces of nature...born out of a
frozen explosion of gignatic emotion.....
like a stone thrusted out in a still water....where thurst meets thurst
battling out before finally sinking in to the depths...
Poetry by vijay shanker
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Written on 2008-01-25 at 13:02
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