K.S.Subramanian Subramanian

Rookie - 318 Points (Chennai, India)

Tribute To An Industrialist Friend - Poem by K.S.Subramanian Subramanian

A long, tiring journey; lids close
for the night, not for sleep;
Memories, some warm, some blasé
crowd over leaving no moss.
Under the blazing Sun I take a peep
At one to let my spirits rise;
He. An odd mix of beauty and brain
dallied with the wisdom of the Muse.
Self-made, well-travelled but withdrawn
he let his self warm into pen;
A student of the Muse, not of its school.
death nipped buds springing late;
A particle of faith, deathless in my file
Is his testimony to me, fellow poet.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

an ode to good friend

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 19, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, January 19, 2013

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