Correct me if i am wrong, Is this grief to the mother? Someone who was used as a cradle to rest by a child? Oh, and you've been tagged:) Visit my blog and see:)
"Grief, like an evening bird returns to reclaim her nest but flew back because it was bartered for bliss to a young angel who can remould anything(even a grief nest to a joy cradle)" i coudn't convey the bliss.. may b i will rewrite it... MIP
Don't you dare to rewrite it MIP. It is beautiful as is. When there is your baby in your heart, there is indeed no place in it for grief. And never barter that bliss!
of course you conveyed it. and my philosophy is: never explain a poem. it will destroy those hundred interpretations which make poetry such a fun (to write).
really loved this one.
cheers, asuph
PS: as for waiting for my next post, you could as well wait for godot more successfully. i'm hit by the biggest writing block of my writing non-career.
@asuph true.. but nowadays, i am not much serious about order,words,arrangements..but more interested in the sketches behind them..there i see chromosomes of everything..of passion,love,hate,catastrophies.. all starts from the 'connection' of wrong wires.. about writing block my job too is not at all related to writing.. don't force yourself.. they will come to you.. wishes.. take care..
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Hope 'someone' values it enough.
beautiful verse...just like ur mind...!
Correct me if i am wrong,
Is this grief to the mother?
Someone who was used as a cradle to rest by a child?
Oh, and you've been tagged:)
Visit my blog and see:)
"bartered for bliss"
I love that phrase!
U carved it so well.
indeed barter for bliss!! absolutely marvelous!
lovely words...short yet has so much depth & feelings in them.
Rough times when bliss is bartered [I love the expression there!]; there is a deep poignancy about this write, that haunts.
Well written!
lovely verse...liked the imagery
"Grief, like an evening bird returns to reclaim her nest but flew back because it was bartered for bliss to a young angel who can remould anything(even a grief nest to a joy cradle)"
i coudn't convey the bliss..
may b i will rewrite it...
MIP
Superb! i liked it...and liked it even more after reading the above post of yours....
Don't you dare to rewrite it MIP. It is beautiful as is. When there is your baby in your heart, there is indeed no place in it for grief. And never barter that bliss!
@rushabh
Thank you
@roopa
Thanks a lot..
feel releived..
i thought it was short circuited.. and the key lied in the 'heart'
keyboard sculpteror ..indeed!!
blogrollin u..
cheerz!
:) i have nothing else to say
this is profound... and there's nothing wrong if it can be interpreted in diffeent ways...
@nikita
thank you
@girl with a million name..
Thank you..
@polona
sure..
potentials..
thank you..
mip,
of course you conveyed it. and my philosophy is: never explain a poem. it will destroy those hundred interpretations which make poetry such a fun (to write).
really loved this one.
cheers,
asuph
PS: as for waiting for my next post, you could as well wait for godot more successfully. i'm hit by the biggest writing block of my writing non-career.
I like these not a poems that you have been writing recently,they are so simple and yet so complicated!
@asuph
true..
but nowadays, i am not much serious about order,words,arrangements..but more interested in the sketches behind them..there i see chromosomes of everything..of passion,love,hate,catastrophies..
all starts from the 'connection' of wrong wires..
about writing block
my job too is not at all related to writing..
don't force yourself..
they will come to you..
wishes..
take care..
@priya
they are simple and simple!
lol
thank you
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