! ...Evasion Poem by Seema Aarella

! ...Evasion

Rating: 4.9


Like a withdrawing Lilly
Devoid of its substantial charm
I recoil into the asylum
Of an imposed isolation

When words become a chokingly
Uncontainable extravagance,
I renounce voice and retreat
Into hibernating caves of silence

When truth penetrates and ridicules
My guarded solemn beliefs
I helplessly elude and hide
In the dark dungeons of ignorance

When the badly changing world
Ceases to inspire my acumen
I fall back on my deceased past
And fumble the relics of ashes and bones

With an inexperienced hand
When I mess up the canvas of life
I evade the caverns of existence
And begin the primitive carving with stones

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sarwar Chowdhury 12 November 2008

wow! truely an artwork! chosen words are fine! captivating verses! ....10++

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Sulaiman Mohd Yusof 12 November 2008

Don't evade from reality.......but fantasy and dream are just a stone throw.Well done Seema.

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Sathyanarayana M V S 12 November 2008

This is kind of crisis intellectuals often get into. So beautifully penned full of excellent rhymes; mellowed tone............10

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Kesav Easwaran 13 November 2008

An emphatic write...philosophic intellectual mystic...this evasion is a self inflicted punishment we often choose 10

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Aijaz Asif 13 November 2008

a superb write indeed almost i can relate it to myself...thanks for sharin semma ji 10++++

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Krishna Baalu 09 February 2009

Lovely! When truth penetrates….” Your solemn belief itself.. become the truth for yourself… Krishna Baalu

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Indira Babbellapati 20 November 2008

begin the primitive carving with stones...wow!

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Anjali Sinha 14 November 2008

yet another masterpiece-- sterling qualityXXXX10 love anju

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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar 14 November 2008

When A.R.Rahman set music the lyrics are immetirial. when you write a poem it subject is immaterial. i love the flow, i love the words and i love your skills.

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Dr.subhendu Kar 13 November 2008

evade the caverns of existence And begin the primitive carving with stones............... oh what a wonderful flow of words breeze of spring when whispers to ear...fantastic appeal, a dazzling glow in deep darkness, night swells up by the gleams of images, great write i do admire,10+++, thanks for sharing

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