I Tumble, Tumble On The Steps… Poem by Kesav Venkat Easwaran

I Tumble, Tumble On The Steps…



I tumble, tumble on the steps;
The never opened doors…
Is your heart made of stone walls?
That doesn’t have some gorse

I fumble, fumble for my words;
The never tried out speech…
Is my tongue made of soft nerves?
That doesn’t have strong reach

I jumble, jumble with my thoughts;
The never ripened fruits…
Do my feels bitter seek sweetness?
That never knew love treat

I grumble, grumble on my thirsts;
The never fulfilled needs…
Is your heart unwilling to share?
Those pretty memories

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Tamara Hanaring A Thought Mate 25 September 2009

wonderful, unique poem has different taste..loved your way much...

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Emancipation Planz 25 September 2009

We stumble, stumble over lines each step we climb leaves tred yet poetic nature stays unsaid... Kesav, thanks for your welcoming...

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Chitra - 24 September 2009

the aches and pains so melodiously expressed..! one thing is for sure you have not fumbled at all, your thoughts have reached your readers in most lucid manner

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Ken E Hall 24 September 2009

Clever little poem..reminds me of someone sitting on the banks of a river pulling petals from a daisy ' She love me She loves me not' I think she will+++10 regards

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Rani Turton 24 September 2009

Nicely stylised and with a flow that is hypnotic to it. Nice poem, Kesav!

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Raj Arumugam 29 September 2009

A lovely poem, playful and yet serious, Kesav... P.S. Here are a few lines in spontaneous response: our poems here dear Kesav are our whispers that we each share....

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Nalini Hebbar 28 September 2009

well structured...the anguish well expressed...great read

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Almedia Knight-Oliver 27 September 2009

A very cute poem; rhymes and rrythm is pleasing to read. I enjoyed it much...a 10

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Al Ramos 27 September 2009

I like the approach and path you took with this poem. My kind of stuff.

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Vidi Writes 27 September 2009

Ample and ample For, Stone walls to hear Humble and humble Are, Soft nerved tongue Simple and simple To - Seek for sweetness Crumble and crumble That -Unwilling Heart Dear poet, just the effect of this great write of yours. Wonderful wonderful read. Thank you so much.

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