shveta sahal

The Quagmire - Poem by shveta sahal

Let joy of sprouting of sapling withdraw sorrow of wilting of flower
Restitute depth of wound endured with peak of toil greased
Is angst of the benefactor elevated than chagrin of recipient?
Glory of deeds well done to compunction of evil committed
Sagacity of servility of waves to despotism of callous rocks
Inclination of the sunflower and declination of the stream
Mirth of a casual schmooze with opulence of smile shared
Circle of ephemeral life with triangle of faltering ménage

Comments about The Quagmire by shveta sahal

  • (6/17/2013 6:59:00 AM)

    Thanks for the encouraging words @ Tiku, Babatunde Aremu and Gajanan Mishra. (Report) Reply

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  • Anil Kumar Panda (6/17/2013 6:46:00 AM)

    rich with beautiful words this is a nice poem.liked it. (Report) Reply

  • Babatunde Aremu (6/17/2013 6:31:00 AM)

    Nice write. Life is ephemeral and cyclical. I agree totally. Well done (Report) Reply

  • Gajanan Mishra (6/17/2013 6:14:00 AM)

    circle of ephemeral life, good write, thanks.
    I invite you to read my poems and comment.
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Poem Submitted: Monday, June 17, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, June 17, 2013

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