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Kesav Venkat Easwaran

(June 5th / Palghat- Kerala- India)

A Game Sublime...

Many a moths around one flame
Life’s alluring inviting game
Many lose themselves; what to blame?
The desire to burn in is to blame...

This game goes on for fixed time
So long the wick burns cute a dame
The flame too has its demise tame,
Who sets this flirtatious game sublime?

28 01 2009

Submitted: Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Edited: Thursday, July 01, 2010

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  • Alan Bilham (5/22/2009 5:36:00 AM)

    Well done, excellent tallent you have,10/10 for all the others I have read so far. temptation is a vice for us all. Kesav, look forward to reading more of your work (Report) Reply

  • Runita Menezes (5/4/2009 1:57:00 AM)

    Love makes fools of the best of us is seems, just as a moth knowingly goes towards a burning flame sometimes we too knowingly try to jump of a precipice into the unknown ocean of love.

    Excellent write 10+++ (Report) Reply

  • Subroto Chatterjee (5/1/2009 10:13:00 PM)

    I'm sure you're familiar with the moth and flame (shama aur parwana) lyrics belted out by playback singers in Hindi movies over the ages..
    Love creates one of life's greatest harakiri mechanism at moth to the flame....

    Hmmmmm....But I do see some of my fellow poets already in the throes of warm temptations..careful though, love's hot and deadly too..! ! !
    Subroto (Report) Reply

  • Thad Wilk (2/9/2009 6:07:00 PM)

    Wonderful follow up sequel Kesav! ! 'Tis a dangerous game we play with this - '' flirtatious flame''. Forever drawn to it's beckoning light, as the moth - we continue our flight.
    Best regards! ! *10*! !
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  • Marilyn Lott (2/9/2009 6:15:00 AM)

    A very cleverly written poem, Kesav. It brings many thoughts to mind - seductive, sensuous, lovely. A '10! '

    Warm Wishes,
    Marilyn (Report) Reply

  • Bonnie Collins (2/7/2009 11:34:00 PM)

    A very clever write, it is difficult to follow anyones writting yet alone to sequel it... Very good......

    Bonnie (Report) Reply

  • Dr Kamran Haider (2/7/2009 11:23:00 PM)

    Mr Kesav, I would truly agree to what Mr Mark Nwagwu has said about this poem. I would like to add that Love is not a game for a moth, but surely for we, humans; love has become a game... Alas! we have fallen below the level of a Moth...
    A very well written poem...
    Regards, Kamran (Report) Reply

  • Moushumi moushumi (2/7/2009 7:01:00 AM)

    I shared my thought with you in my poem ' To a hairy moth'. Moths are not fool to get burnt as they are ambitious to get the best in life at the cost of great pain. This sequel has been turned a distinct description & excellent in your definition. (Report) Reply

  • Mark Nwagwu (2/3/2009 2:45:00 AM)

    The flirtatious game is not sublime, Kes, but it is exhilarating, heart-throbbing, maddening. The flame will always be there, and moths too. They don't really get burnt, for they know what flirtation is - we, humans, are the ones who get burnt because there are two involved in flirtation, a he, and a she, and the one just might get fooled by the lustre of the flame. This is a great write, Kes (Report) Reply

  • Aijaz Asif (2/2/2009 1:30:00 PM)

    Ahh...moth and a flame, my fav subject which i like to read and try to write which i did so in couple of my poems but the way you wrote...moth and flame two lovers who yearn for eachother, one die to get close, to kiss only for once.. other die of waiting long night to get kissed, to be touched, its a superb and i loved it...thanks for sharing 10+++ and A+++

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  • , aryaindia (2/2/2009 8:24:00 AM)

    I find a double meaning within these lines, very sensuous and exciting and at the same time meaningful and skirting destiny. A very well written amazing write and I read over and over again with more intensity with every read. Thanks Kesav for this beauty within your write. (Report) Reply

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