My Moments Poem by Sathya Narayana

My Moments

Rating: 4.9


AS Moon I enjoyed my moments
in spite of my waning fortnights.

When Romeo blamed my light
as billowing his desperate romantic ember
I smiled at his love-sick plight.

When Omar Khayyam did plaudit
that I heartened his poetic craft,
I did inflect a wholehearted lilt.

When a sneaky burglar cursed
that my waxed nights played a spoil sport
on his professional pursuits
I laughed aloud with a glistering taunt.

But what I saw tonight
depressed my spirits, beyond thought!

Here is a beggar in the street
running without food, his third night...
bleary eyed; half-swooned
and sinking further into a blissful faint...
pushed his feeble hands aloft
to catch me...thinking that
I was a well-roasted ‘roti' to eat! !

I wept, wept and wept my heart out!
and left in shame the night abrupt
to hide behind the cloud curtains!

Monday, May 12, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: heart,moon,poetic expression
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Greenwolfe 1962 26 July 2008

A personal revelation that makes a man think about himself. A wothy subject for review. Always warrants a special 9 recommendation from me. GW62

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Bob Blackwell 08 November 2008

Moon moments, surely they must all be new and full of promise. Looking down he surveys us all but what can he really see? Excellent poem. Bob

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Raj Nandy 22 October 2008

Your thought provoking poem made me recall Bengal's revolutionary poet Sukanto Bhattacharjee, who died young due TB! He had written about the MOON, which appears to the starved & famished only as a half burnt bread & nothing else! ! Infact this had inspired me to write my poem, - 'MOON LIKE A ROLLED-OUT BREAD'! Would you find some time to read it please? Happy writing. - Raj Nandy

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Aijaz Asif 15 October 2008

bhayya you are true it is similar theme but your poem is much better....thank you for sharing +++10

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Asef Fakih 14 October 2008

This is well, a interesting to put hunger and it's tragedy that way.I use more philosophy because it's the soul which bleeds more tragically.

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Mamta Agarwal 03 September 2008

you have a special gift to take the reader by surprise- sign of great poet. the imagery, allusion, one moment ecstasy next despair-well brought out.10+Sathya Mamta 03.09.08

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Sathya Narayana

Sathya Narayana

Nellore, Andhra Pradesh
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