Tiku akp

Oh Life! ! - Poem by Tiku akp

I write my life
In the nights dark canvass
Playing music of silence
I turn to increase the bass

On the other side
The holes play as stars
Years are marked with
A brush of time as dots and bars

Visuals are splotched rough
Soul is squeezed as a cotton pad
Ominous clouds as ideas
Strike down the immoral and bad

Must I go on to reach the end
And wait to mend the hem
You have to raise me high
When I am finished with the game

Comments about Oh Life! ! by Tiku akp

  • Yasmin Khan (4/27/2013 12:31:00 PM)

    very apt use of similes and imagery from music...it ends in a wish to be raised high when; finished with the game' (Report) Reply

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  • Gajanan Mishra (4/26/2013 7:11:00 AM)

    raising high in life-game. good write. thanks. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 26, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, April 26, 2013

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