Theme: Pursuit

In Pursuit...

Solar anger at its peak pins you down
In the vortex of patience wearing thin;
Limbs, manacled in wear and tear,
cry out for a bout of blissful sojourn.
Summer, ever harvesting fresh hope,
eggs one on a wave of pursuit;
Mulling within the walls of a tiny flat
I seek to anchor deep my tiring boat.
Never toss on waves but swim.
Vacillation is a slow-eating virus;
Live for a tantalizing glow of the star,
skin skimmed by salacious breeze.
Nature’s whisper is always prescient,
Beauty is in doing, what one didn’t.


More By  :  K.S. Subramanian

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Comments on this Poem

Comment Thanks Padmajaji.

15-Jun-2014 00:34 AM

Comment Excellent poem and delineation of thoughts on summer and great concluding lines.

Padmaja Iyengar
14-Jun-2014 09:17 AM

Comment Thanks Mr.Mouli. I appreciate that.

14-Jun-2014 00:15 AM

Comment Thanks for a lovely poem,sir.Regards.

T.S.Chandra Mouli
13-Jun-2014 14:23 PM

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