Rajkumar Mukherjee

Rookie - 0 Points (26TH JANUARY / KOLKATA, INDIA)

Canvass-1 - Poem by Rajkumar Mukherjee


I like red colour always

Like ten horses who drags

The chariot of sun

Your fingertips enameled

With red nail-polish

The under-water plants

With blackish red leaves- akin to blood

You spread this blood everyday

On the dry earth

In the name of religion

In disguise of revolt

Sometimes thru air-attacks

Or the marching of armies with bullets

But how valuable is this red

Without a dropp of which

The life becomes a white canvass


Comments about Canvass-1 by Rajkumar Mukherjee

  • Rookie Parul Agarwal (6/23/2009 2:04:00 AM)

    a sad yet a true approach about this colour Red....
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  • Silver Star - 3,102 Points C. P. Sharma (5/30/2009 5:01:00 AM)

    Amazing poetic skill and a vey well summed up message:

    But how valuable is this red

    Without a dropp of which

    The life becomes a white canvass

    CP (Report) Reply

  • Rookie ****tamara Hanaring.****** , A Thought Mate, (5/21/2009 10:29:00 AM)

    excellent writting smoothly flowing with vivid images 10++++ (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 9,860 Points Marie Shine (5/21/2009 7:11:00 AM)

    I like this very well presented poem, with so many comparisons and relevant imagery. An amazing write.Very well expressed and very worthy of 10/10 from me. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Shashendra Amalshan (5/20/2009 6:26:00 AM)

    yes very true indeed..though we dont like to see bloody massacres filled with red blood..the world will be a pale/lifeless place without living...it ll turn out to be a barren red canvass indeed..thanks..for sharing..very creative indeed 10++ (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 18, 2009

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