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RR
24th August 2006, 10:44 AM
SUMMER

Brash heat mercilessly talking
Sending cruel waves of shock
Cemented roads echoing them
Black pools of volcanoed tar
Brushing the feet like hot halwa
The God of light blessing atoms.
The plants drunk with hot air
Bowed their heads in submission.
Eternity waiting at their door.
Pale and drowsy, little lives
Tested by hierarchical powers
Of light white in colour.

The man went inside the hall
At the door the messiah stood
Chilled by the centralized airs
And said ‘you can’t come inside’.

***

CREATION

Walking bag boss.
Creation’s God.
Dominating breathing.
Suppressing casual airs.
Dictating terms.
Vomiting anger.
Giddy head.
Ugly world.
Social necessities.
Even biological.
Filling cells’ needs
Curing hysteria
Cooling tempers
Soothing nerves.
Concentration of importance.

And the bird flies away to unknown lands.

Constitution of sacrifice, anger, frustration.
Dislodging of parts, component failure.
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Querida
1st September 2006, 09:31 AM
:notworthy: wow! I love your summer poem...I love how you convey the heaviness of the heat and add the little twist of humour at the end. :D

pavalamani pragasam
1st September 2006, 10:36 AM
Amused at the coincidence of summer description & monsoon wonder published in the same issue! Really global!

ramky
11th September 2006, 01:22 AM
Sridevi : very nice :clap: