Friday, 7 June 2013

Adjustable





The eye adjusts to all dark, star loss, moonset;

and it can drop its lid on things when they get

too dazzling, too complex their luminescence,

too intricate their outlines in silhouette.












Bitten by some sort of short verse bug here. Otherwise aal is well.






 

17 comments:

  1. Wonderful poem.. try to expand it a bit more, it'll do well.
    Also a special Hi-5 for the description in indiblogger ;):)

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    1. Thank you, glad you enjoyed it. The poem sets its own length, not for me to decide :)

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  2. seriously looks like some bug has bitten you to come up with teaser poems .. which leave the fantasies scattered !
    No matter what , one thing is forsure ,dear poetess ,you write with great profoundness

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    1. First time the allegation of being profound has been made here. Not true. This rubai just states facts. :)

      Thank you MySay for your warm words.

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    2. hehe I had this intuition dear poetess,hence I dropped back.
      ain't facts virtual too? :) Ain't facts profound as well ?
      the writer and the reader may have different perceptions !! Ain't it ?? :)


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    3. Agree about different perceptions. The rest too profound for me!! :D

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  3. nice thought ... beautifully superimposed on mind beyond matter

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    1. Thank you. The photographer knows exactly the truth of this verse.

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  4. Well composed, Nilanjana... :)

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  5. You are very good with poems....u rock this genre

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    1. That is a first too. Rocking. Thank you.

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