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…
a very interesting and nice piece for this rainy and windy afternoon.Love it. Thanks for sharing your thoughts
an enchanting poem! very different, with a slight touch of humour, and some wonderful imagery. out-of-the-box, as always! thank you sir.
A good thought provoking poem! It also makes me think of our Delhi Govt. for the sake of Asian Games 2010, is compromising with the price index of commodities, making the 'am admi' (the common citizens) suffer all the time, where the ordinary citizens are not bothered about this game & the Govt's compromise! 10! -Raj
It's out with the gloves. Enchanting poem. Most enjoyed.
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.
Charming, Fantastic, Wonderful, Lovely and A Beautiful poem well said.. I have no other words to say..10++
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
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
fantastic! rgrds/salu