Delusions Sweetened Poem by Kesav Venkat Easwaran

The very least you can do is serve your loved one with 'desires raw and ripe'. My you both enjoy your banquet. Fx

Its work such as this, that made it no surprise to me, when i saw that statistically, that you are one of the most popularly read Poet's on this site, my friend. You are indeed a bonifide Poet, with all the necessary trimmings.I am a writer of essay, journalism, and corporate business correspondence and have never professed myself as being a Poet....however, because i have indulged in reading Poetry & studying the science & art of poetics for the past 5 years, i still feel qualified in being able to eyeshot absolute talent. And you, my friend....have it! ~ FjR ~ ..2008..

A feast of illusions, well penned my friend, 10 for this Lynda xx

food for thought! ! ! very well done sir.

ur delusion dish is better than my illusive cry.The best as always.

lovely voyage of the psyche, I think it might be better to be called illusions sweetened, since the semantics of delsions are perhaps misleading 10+

illusions and delusions when sweetened and served in a 'dream platter' most doesn't want to be awaken... for it is more appetizing than to stay in a real world where they have a bitter taste of life...I think this poem needs more follow up verses, the desert has not been served.

TRULY...LOVELY SERVING ON A DREAM PLATTER...

From the poet's soul. Great.

what a fast writeup. are you serious that you want wake from this illusory........? intersting indeed. jayan