On the Wing... by Sony Dalia



	Arrivals, departures, Short vacations, kind companions, Acquisitions, awards, gifts, honours … Watch wistfully as one walks on sands of time! Zafar, Panikkar, Keats, Whitman Lighted wanderer’s paths Many a dawn and dusk… Lingering memories, flitting fragrances! Unsung melodies, unheard names, Flowers fade in forest foliage, Unknown remain most lovely ones… Yet, they too matter as they are!

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November 06, 2012

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Thanks ,Dr Basha for your kind words of appreciation.Best.

Sony Dalia
11/07/2012 14:53 PM

I hold your view in high esteem.Regards,Raj ji.

Sony Dalia
11/07/2012 14:51 PM

Thanks for your perceptive observation,Ramabrahmam sir.

Sony Dalia
11/07/2012 14:49 PM

Nice. Truly, it matters as it is.

Dr S M Basha
11/07/2012 12:05 PM

Very philosophical. Love it.

Raj
11/07/2012 00:05 AM

Lovely composition. Unheard melodies are sweeter, unseen carry baskets of unknown beauty! I enjoyed reading your poem, Chandramouli sir.

Kumarendra Mallick
11/06/2012 23:44 PM

very well contemplated and presented verse on life and departure. Liked it very much.

Varanasi Ramabrahmam
11/06/2012 23:16 PM

You are a well accomplished poet , Indira.You comment it self a compliment.best.

Sony Dalia
11/06/2012 12:24 PM

ah, on the wing of life...

indira
11/06/2012 11:59 AM

Respected Prof Bhushan sir, thanks for your kind words of support. We need your blessings as always.Regards.

Sony Dalia
11/06/2012 11:57 AM

Dear Sai Sony,
I can see the procession and also is visible the crowds vanishing into the pink mists of fragrances maddening.........
Be blessed.
RKBhushan

Prof. RKBhushan
11/06/2012 11:29 AM

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