Of A Compromise Pact Poem by Kesav Venkat Easwaran

Of A Compromise Pact



The sun got up late; came out, reluctant temperate;
The moon had asked him to remain subdued sedate,
In accordance to the terms of the compromise pact,
Arrived at, over the overnight bullying bargain talks…

Not impressed was the reporting vastness of the sky
Couldn’t gather much light on the issues soaring high;
The news: The talks were a success; the terms a loss:
Started to roll out downpour the press; gossiping clouds…

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sadiqullah Khan 01 October 2009

That is true, one day they will steal heavenly dodies and announce it in the press too. well written Kesav.10

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Maitreyee Joshi 01 October 2009

it goes to my favourite poems!

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Maitreyee Joshi 01 October 2009

such a witty and a humorous piece.it brought a smile on my face.really quite unique.thanks for sharing sir!

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Sathyanarayana M V S 01 October 2009

Another piece of classical humour. But the speciality of this poem is that you could yarn it in very few words, compactly, without missing any detail.....wonderful Sir.

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Clever you Kesav! The imagery and sequential press collide in the sky, makes for witty brilliant poetry. love Karin

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Simone Inez Harriman 14 October 2009

It's out with the gloves. Enchanting poem. Most enjoyed.

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Vidi Writes 10 October 2009

Can't just fix one such of compromise pact These days... its every day act. Reginal powers... of sun and the moon Could be altered over an agreement croon. The down pour.... bringing Colossal flood On the rowing boat, press goes publishing... You have captured a whole lot of current senarios Whom to blame.. whom not...? ! ! ! All is fair in this political game.

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Nalini Hebbar 09 October 2009

gossiping clouds! ! ! ...very imaginative...great read

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Anusha Subramanian 08 October 2009

Charming, Fantastic, Wonderful, Lovely and A Beautiful poem well said.. I have no other words to say..10++

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Mamta Agarwal 03 October 2009

you have brilliantly used our celestial kins to drive your point home; such intersting funny images. the title takes the cake- of a compromise pact and in the end gossiping clouds. my fertile imagination couldn't help visualising, and i am throughly tickled.very terse, full of humour 10 Mamta

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