swetha vankayalapati


Fire Painting With Water - Poem by swetha vankayalapati

Not from sky, from the art of nature,
i drove my grooves to flow with time!
I'm filled in the crisp crystals with care,
i have that purity darkness is ashame of!

Never i sleep, though u know i breathe it,
i cling to my feet in feverish sleep!
But now through a window i deter to leap,
its bars project me still more to sweep!

Not that i rest here like a weeping beauty,
a night has come as bright as a day!
In blitz you came firing woods of locked doors,
the crystals have broken and spattered in airs!

Now my blisters have conquered your warmth,
my grooves fathomed into your fire!
As you swerve along in airs, i swirl,
in your arms, now i see, time to crawl!

Tiresome colors stagger on our paths
painting, a flamingo feather i render to myth,
confirm, if in sight of time is this coldplay,
it 'll remember as never ever forever more!


Comments about Fire Painting With Water by swetha vankayalapati

  • Gold Star - 33,609 Points Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (5/10/2014 4:09:00 AM)

    Beautiful expression of words in the nice poem. (Report) Reply

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  • Veteran Poet - 1,470 Points Unwritten Soul (7/2/2013 12:14:00 PM)

    Beautiful touch as much as this gracious title too_Soul (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,083 Points Rajendran Muthiah (6/10/2013 5:09:00 AM)

    In the last two stanzas, the poet takes the readers to the realm of fancy and beauty. Beautiful expression! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 49 Points Anita Sehgal (9/19/2012 5:37:00 AM)

    Tiresome colors stagger on our paths
    painting, a flamingo feather i render to myth,
    confirm, if in sight of time is this coldplay,
    it 'll remember as never ever forever more! ...

    great lines... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Anele The_african_son Potelwa (umbhali_wasembo) (9/17/2012 12:03:00 AM)

    I have been away for just a few weeks and the lady is still as mature as she was, this is really a purely matured write, one that teachs a snail how to fly,

    Now my blisters have conquered your warmth
    My grooves fathomed into your fire
    As you swerve along in airs, i swirl,
    In your arms, now i see, time to crawl,
    Super!

    The_African_Son (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 38 Points Prakhar Mishra (9/16/2012 10:29:00 AM)

    u have greatest of ideas to write upon...........another masterpiece (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 93 Points Payal Parande (9/12/2012 2:54:00 PM)

    beautiful just beautiful...it is incredible how your thoughts flow in this poem it is just like a melody and i am bewitched.....i loved it
    thank you for sharing
    love,
    payal (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Www. Poemhunter.com/m-d-dinesh-nair-2 (9/2/2012 7:03:00 AM)

    Your imagination is here immaculate and bereft of superfluous connotations. The poem excels as a piece of true literary gem scintillating the rays of diction and thoughts. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 4,107 Points Diane Hine (8/31/2012 8:19:00 PM)

    A poem as vivid and lively as a crackling fire. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 415 Points Captain Cur (8/31/2012 1:44:00 PM)

    I loved the beginning line to this poem,
    Not from sky, from the heart of nature.
    Good intro, excellent poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 31, 2012



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