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gajanan mishra (3rd April 19sixty / Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India)
Poems by gajanan mishra : 7 / 4675
A word
O there is a word
You come to me
And take me away
To your home.
O there is bird
Who come to me
To see how I am
Preparing myself
To face the doom.
No word no bird
Now you see desert
And you are calling me
When I am enjoying
The dust and the dirt.
O my dear friend
Please come and come
You are welcome
Just for the sake of the sun
Just for the sake of mart
And that is our chat.
gajanan mishra
Submitted: Thursday, October 11, 2012
Poems by gajanan mishra : 7 / 4675
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Nice poem. I like it
Nice free thoughts... :) I like it! ! !
The way you phrase your thoughts, different and lovely. :)
you have a real talent with words. its a great amount of power you add to them.
It is a sad poem. I wish you to be fine.
The bird brings the words.
'come to me
And take me away
To your home.' - A Statement that sustains in the core of Indian Philosophy.
incredible.... it makes complete sense and I really enjoyed reading, Thank You.
First, Gajanan, thanks for your comment on my desert poem, Labeche.
Now to review your popular piece, A Word. A light piece on relationships, I think,
and wondering how your intentions will be received by your friend. Well put,
the next to the last line is confusing to this outsider, mart but is likely not a
problem for those familiar with Indian culture...I am from Indiana in the US,
our nickname, we are Hoosiers which would likely throw you off, if I used it in
a poem. Enjoyed your piece.