SitaRama A true lover

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A true lover
SitaRama


An unbecoming bride of luck
Beckoned by the spirits he choose
An undoing act of pride
Beyond what the sane seeks.

The pipe's tuning all the day
With a will to foresee the end
He searched her legprints
In the muds she gave a chase.

The deer so chaste as like her
Cometh to her presence as a mirage
Deep stricken plans to steal one's love
Of all the man and the devil of one's mind.

A tree so sacred worn by thee
To chase the wicked out of mind
A lone prisoner in enemy's land
A saga you choose to keep thee pure.

War - the end and the beginning
Army made by courtiers so wise
Fighting with wounds unheal
Bringing all demons to thy hold.

The end as humans know
Save of love
In the midst of all evils
And keeps to live the king so high.
       To be continued..
       S ANANDHI
        19/04/20

Comments

Anandhi Srinivasan said…
It is good to see Ramayanam in a nutshell, that too in the form of a poem.an undone act of pride,the devil of one's mind, a lone prisoner in enemies land are some of the beautiful phrases like gems in a jewel. Simply rocks!
Manoharan sir
May 2, 2020 at 12:12 AM
Anandhi Srinivasan said…
Thank you for the comments sir. According to my view it should be improved still sir. Thank you once again.
May 2, 2020 at 12:21 AM
Anandhi Srinivasan said…
Again the great words from Manoharan makes me nit only gappy but envious about language and its possession. Benefitted is my daughter Anandhi for her progress and growth.Thank you once again.
not only happy and envious....
May 2, 2020 at 12:22 AM
Anandhi Srinivasan said…
There is always time for improvement.what you post is the first version.l am very glad that you realise this. Your ideas are amazing.you can fine tune your poems till your satisfaction. We are always learning and improving.You have the right spirit.
Manoharan sir
May 2, 2020 at 12:22 AM
Anandhi Srinivasan said…
I would work upon it sir. Thank you.
May 2, 2020 at 12:23 AM
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