Sanjay Mehta

Rookie - 100 Points (14-03-1967 / Nagrota Bagwan)

Eden - Poem by Sanjay Mehta

In the hills
Where the slope ends
Huge rocks
As strings of sitar
To the water that flows
Haunted by village lasses
Singing to its tune
Washing clothes
And with awe the water flows
Tempts them to such an extent
Takes a plunge
Swirls
To caress them
Where the slope ends.


Comments about Eden by Sanjay Mehta

  • Valsa George (10/19/2012 12:58:00 AM)


    It is nice to visualize village lasses washing clothes and having a plunge in the waterfall leaping down from the slopes! An enjoyable read! (Report) Reply

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  • (9/29/2012 6:40:00 AM)


    This poem is best read slowly, in order to digest all the imagery given and suggested. Lovely! Thank you. (Report) Reply

  • (8/25/2012 1:40:00 AM)


    Dear Poet Mr Sanjay Mehta,
    Small but beautiful and essentially poetic! The beginning here must be to make great strides ahead |
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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 24, 2012

Poem Edited: Monday, October 1, 2012


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