DOWNCAST EYES

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DOWNCAST EYES


The sun downcast it's shade upon hills
Looking pridely at the earth
And a downtrodden lass who downcasts her eyes
Over the intricacies of her land and folk
The intimacy of the sun and lass
Shook the masses to infinite revolts
The mutiny ends upon itself
Giving ceaseless nurtures to the one who bringeth light
A soldier turning wise with time
For timeless death entraps buried wounds
That takes lifes turns to heal
Henceforth bringing light to his land and the lass...
   
      S ANANDHI
      7/5/20

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Anandhi Srinivasan said…
This poem is a tiny tale of revolt and liberation where the intimacy of the Sun and a girl leads to the liberation of her land.Death covers the wounds and they are healed in course of time. The poem gives hope to those who are in despair.The intimacy between the Sun and the lass is a beautiful imagination. One more good poem from you!
Manoharan sit
May 7, 2020 at 2:27 AM
Anandhi Srinivasan said…
Very cute. Congrats.
Use today's language. No lass. Boy or young man better
Nice.
Periappa
May 7, 2020 at 2:29 AM
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