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Kesav Venkat Easwaran

Rookie - 0 Points (June 5th / Palghat- Kerala- India)

*Mirage


I knew I was wrong
In my perception
Only when I noticed the wind
Take a turn southwards,
Even as I thought
I was following her
On close heels,
As the shadows vouchsafed,
To find now she has gone far,
Though I could have caught up with
What I thought was my chance,
But for this tricky wind
That played thick,
Between me and my thinking,
Making me wonder how could wind
Play out the role of mirage,
In my sand-less waterless desire land…

Submitted: Thursday, February 21, 2013
Edited: Thursday, February 21, 2013

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  • Rookie - 650 Points Loyd C. Taylor, Sr. (12/29/2013 11:16:00 AM)

    Hello poet friend Kesav. Great imagery and wonderful poem, I enjoyed. I have been away awhile and wanted to thank you for your great support on my poetry in the past. Happy New Year! Loyd (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 1,053 Points Elena Sandu (3/25/2013 5:31:00 PM)

    Oh the wind loves to play so much, lucky the chosen ones, if they can feel the hint. I also feel sometimes that wind may be way much more than human mind could ever understand... As always dear friend your poems brings to function my morning still sleeping brain. Thank you! (Report) Reply

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