A Glass Of Poetry-Filled Juice Poem by Aniruddha Pathak
A Glass Of Poetry-Filled Juice
Hungry maws ooze
No juice to grasp grammar obtuse,
Nor would a parched throat choose
On poem's metaphors to muse!
To hungry man it's no use
If grammar's garnished wisdom woos,
Nor has a dry throat any use
For poetry-filled glass of juice!
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Transliteration:
bubhukśhtaih vyākaraņam na bhujyate |
pipāsu te kāvya-rasam na pibeta ||
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5/8/2024 6:52:51 AM # 1.0.0.1119
'Nor has a dry throat any use For poetry-filled glass of juice'....says it all...Your usage of words are always stand apt to the content...no exception here the word 'maw' too...a cute short poem
Thank you Indiraji for the good words, but poetry is not just what is said, but how is it said as well.