aporva kala

'Ode To Camel's Back Cemetery' - Poem by aporva kala

Stars say all fall...
Aft hath twinkle thee
Rains say us pours...
Hind O! cloud crinkle
Wind say thy blow...
Aft pressure prickle
Tears say thee roll...
Rear sadness cry tingle
Sun sees all shine...
Crested dawn tis sprinkle
But life I say dies...
Aft dreams a wrinkle.

Comments about 'Ode To Camel's Back Cemetery' by aporva kala

  • Sawan Dhyani (2/10/2014 9:38:00 AM)

    Alright, it was ok. Not bad. (Report)Reply

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  • Avin Kala (2/10/2014 9:11:00 AM)

    A lovely poem about the coming of age of a writer. Aporva kala in his book LIie..Love..Kumbh.. brings out the need of a boy to create, to follow an uncharted path and to live in his own terms. Quite like the Portrait of an Artist by James Joyce...Lovely poem... (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, February 10, 2014

Poem Edited: Monday, February 10, 2014

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