Laxman Rao

Rookie - 364 Points (Bangalore)

The Spirit - Poem by Laxman Rao

Variations of my mind
Perplexes the psyche of mine
Of those insecure moods
Which depict me moan.

I’m not certain of what do
Strike my senses & what in it- shines.
What makes me off?
And of course what puts me on!

It’s all alike the silence
Prior to that of the storm,
Which evokes mine fervor
To have it penned in profound pain.

Tho not sure …might be the spirit
Which hath no perfect form nor any norm
By which I knew not
What agony I lose & what bliss I gain.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Its an inspirational poem

Comments about The Spirit by Laxman Rao

  • Gold Star - 33,912 Points Gajanan Mishra (4/4/2014 8:13:00 AM)

    let me gain all bliss
    Let me loss all agony.
    O like this writing. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 4, 2014

Poem Edited: Friday, April 4, 2014


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