My Dilemma Poem by Kesav Venkat Easwaran

My Dilemma



Many a few I behold, talk
Sweet love to me
Through their eyes
Many others I meet, walk
Straight into me
With their words

But I can't talk love, back
To those beloved ones
Or take them into my heart
For, a loving watchful lot
Often raise questions and
Keep me away from my plots!

01 04 08

Tuesday, April 1, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: love and life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sreelekha Premjit 01 April 2008

Reminds me of Joggers Park... well said, loving eyes do hold a warning, don't they?

0 0 Reply
Usha Pisharody 05 April 2008

I really did connect with this one too. You have an such ease with words that what you express transfers readily to the reader, and one is drawn into it, quite unknowingly. Really liked this one!

0 0 Reply
Vaibhav Shah 06 April 2008

A good human understanding but many times we can not avoid these things and just allow ourselves to love these pretty emotions.But it ia a sensible advice to all those who just ruin themselves because of false praise and love in others' eyes.For example. Iago -a villain of Othello by Shakespeare comments about himself and says: 'I am not What I am' and King Claudius in Hamlet makes the same comment when he says: 'one may smile and smile and be a villain'. Good Job.

0 0 Reply
Flora Gillingham 06 April 2008

I love the deceptive simplicity of your verse. Perhaps the plots can wait awhile. F

0 0 Reply
Sulaiman Mohd Yusof 11 April 2008

i have a plot..........a plot to give you a 10 for this lovely piece

0 0 Reply
Rose Marie Juan-austin 18 March 2020

A pragmatic way to avoid temptations. So very true. An astute observation on people's behavior. Beautifully written.

0 0 Reply
Luz Hanaii 18 January 2020

Very wise words, yes, one must be careful about these temptations as they affect our energy and may keep us tied.

0 0 Reply
Sarah Cotnam 09 December 2009

I enjoy the play on talking and walking as a one-sided movement, thanks

0 0 Reply
Samanyan Lakshminarayanan 21 February 2009

responding the way you want..the preconceived person you have in mind..what we realy speak is not we realy intend to..seems recorded..not natural

0 0 Reply
Shimon Weinroth 23 November 2008

alas you are right, but with time comes a mellowing and perhaps we become more tolerant, a prodding poem of thoughtful 10+

0 0 Reply
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success