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Meandering inside the confines of my solitude
I asked the forest, which tree is your boundary?
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Another excellent thoughtful write Raghavan, full to bursting with ideas and whimsy. You notion of heaven is beguiling.
Loved this one.... especially these lines 'Little one cooed, the weight of your dead knowledge makes you heavy, I play in my ignorant bliss in the palm of God.' I hope we get more of your poems to read..... love & regards Tara
this is a excellent poem, Raghavan... i am adding it to my favorites... i love the stanza- 'What makes the gospels, dear to millions? /While my poems are trashed, in the bins of time./The energy of love cuddled in those words and/ The darkness of my ego knitting those lines.' regards, Asma...
very philosophical poem made beautiful with your words...