Thampi KEE

A Rosy Dream

This is for you,


Did pencils ever write
unwritten paper
empty blank
broken moment
unsaid poems and little words of fear



This morning of our affection
we spill our emotions
through the glass of wine
of ordinary hot words....
and walk through the shore of sand
sea shore is now empty....

a rosy garden
where roses fall silent
at the gaze of the moon,
where the night falls in a rosy faint, and snow
like a' ruby 'drops....

In the morning of our belief
in the faces of stars
like a kiss of words
we rely upon,
the streets remain empty
and our watches break again...
our skies sing
in a painful breeze
we miss our little song

Did paint ever portray
unspoilt canvas
empty hands
idle colours
rest

In the morning of singing song,
whistling
birds.....

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 31, 2006
Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 18, 2011

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  • Valsa GeorgeValsa George (2/12/2019 6:39:00 AM)

    A fragmentary poem on love that has a dreamy quality to it! Like a dream that has no logical sequence, your poem presents some scattered pictures..... an empty canvas, colors, rose garden, empty streets and the lovers walking over the sandy shore! If they can be connected, it will make a great poem!

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  • Josey AlfredJosey Alfred (12/10/2017 12:40:00 AM)

    If love is broken and affection fades, even if only temporarily, we mortals are doomed with empty sky. Unwritten papers and feel everything in deep gloom. That’s true Love.
    Beautiful writ sir thank you for sharing

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  • Geetha JayakumarGeetha Jayakumar (7/26/2016 7:24:00 AM)

    Beautiful dream where canvas remain empty of colors. A rosy dream where where the night falls in a rosy faint, and snow like a' ruby 'drops....Yes, sometimes we miss our title song.
    Beautiful flow of words. Interesting write. Loved reading it.

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  • Queeny GonaQueeny Gona (1/21/2016 4:09:00 AM)

    Did pencils ever write? Did paint ever portray?
    a rosy garden
    where roses fall silent

    In the morning of singing song,
    whistling
    birds

    Wonderful Lines dear Sir, In depth in thought and I enjoyed the beauty of this write up!

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  • Simone Inez HarrimanSimone Inez Harriman (11/7/2015 12:50:00 AM)

    a rosy garden
    where roses fall silent
    at the gaze of the moon,
    where the night falls in a rosy faint, and snow
    like a' ruby 'drops....

    Beautiful.....10

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  • John Richter (4/28/2015 6:25:00 AM)

    Thampi, your poetry is so very deep, interestingly keeps the reader's attention. I mostly enjoyed the last three verses of this poem, 'A Rosy Dream.'. Your words seem to flow so easily, so effortlessly yet with such overwhelming impact... Beautifully done.

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  • Madathil Rajendran NairMadathil Rajendran Nair (3/21/2015 8:51:00 PM)

    Did paint ever portray
    unspoilt canvas
    empty hands
    idle colours
    rest .......... how beautiful! Very beautifully done!

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  • Parithi MuthurasanParithi Muthurasan (3/21/2012 7:05:00 AM)

    this is something new to poetry

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  • Ken E Hall (10/29/2011 1:20:00 AM)

    Very nice it lulled me into pleasure, that's to way to write, I shall dream tonight...regards

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  • Rachel Butler (10/26/2011 4:10:00 AM)

    't the gaze of the moon,
    where the night falls in a rosy faint, and snow
    like a' ruby 'drops'


    RAB

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  • Vaughn Bekker (5/20/2010 2:34:00 PM)

    nicly written, inspiring, i liked it

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  • Enter Name Here (2/10/2010 11:51:00 PM)

    I enjoyed your play on words in the poem A Rosy Dream. It was quite lovely.

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  • Shakuntala Sharma (10/27/2009 8:27:00 AM)

    it's tender and dreamy...

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  • Rachel Butler (9/19/2009 3:52:00 PM)

    This morning of our affection
    we spill our emotions

    Rachel Ann Butler

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  • Miriam Maia PaduaMiriam Maia Padua (7/31/2009 6:16:00 AM)

    wonderful...
    nice thoughts...
    lovely lines...a brilliant piece...
    10+++

    lovelots,

    Maia

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  • Obinna Eruchie (6/17/2009 11:20:00 AM)

    A rosy dream, sweet and wonderful. Keep it up.

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  • Yelena M. (3/31/2009 2:46:00 AM)

    A poem to read several times to catch that unique mysterious flavour you create by words.Thanks, good job.
    Best wishes.
    A.

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  • Raihana Abdul JabbarRaihana Abdul Jabbar (12/16/2008 5:42:00 AM)

    sure poet...this poem's gonna make a difference for me today...its soooooooooooo beautiful......

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  • Ashraful MusaddeqAshraful Musaddeq (9/15/2008 6:58:00 AM)

    Wonderful job is done. A beautiful poem with nice imagery. I love it.

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  • Amanda May Moore (6/27/2007 10:03:00 AM)

    Wow, this is beautiful and yet it makes me sad... but that is the whole beauty in it.

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