The Count Down Ring Poem by Kesav Venkat Easwaran
The Count Down Ring
Beneath a sky of graying frowns,
Behind a waning moon,
Beneath a group of frozen clouds,
Bereft of raining moods,
Beneath a bunch of aging stars,
Bemused to wink or shine,
Beside a sea of stoic waves-
Betwixt two shores alien-
Besieged raving hostile birds-
Believes in no singing-
Beside a smiling fate, he girds
Begins the countdown ring
Kesav Venkat Easwaran
04 12 08
Count Down, a stage, we all will fall into Dear poet, is it so painful? so murky? Each line gives a punch of its own Apparent, a truth beyond any doubt. Wonderful lines...
Every being has its counting down. Why this one would be in bad wheather? Good writing, I enjoyed it.
Beneath a group of frozen clouds we see the beauty of waning moon and we feel the mood of raining. Natural perception is excellently brought up. Before a sea of stoic waves a smiling fate will of course rise with beauty of sun. This poem has rich imagery and this is excellent one.
Beneath a group of frozen clouds/Bereft of raining moods/Beneath a bunch of aging stars/Bemused to wink or shine....sparkling expression! A beautiful poem! You are not taking vote on this poem, I would have awarded 10/10
A wonderful poem with a great message. Even if we are in a difficult situation, fate can smile at us in God's own time. Beautifully crafted with compelling imagery.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/4/2025 10:03:37 PM # 1.0.0
‘Beside a smiling fate, he remains; /Begins the counting down...’ Climaxed here ‘smiling fate’ and remembering it…and ‘down-counting’…just made a little paradigm shift Sir excuse me 10//10++ hf Ms. Nivedita UK