Monday, November 4, 2013

The Holy Home Comments

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The fire in front of me not wild,
But infused with ghee and dried wood,
Adding of healthy herbs and sandal,
The smoke of confidence emerge as the clouds,
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Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Tirupathi Chandrupatla 07 November 2013

I would like to see confidence solid as a rock not as smoke. Intention of creating fire may be good but we seem to burn lot of fuel to gain little. You explained the process beautifully. Thank you.

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Savita Tyagi 07 November 2013

But guiding the fire to grow and glow is not simple. It really is a work of life time. Havan taken as metaphor depicts beautifully the process of balancing our inner being with outer world. Beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing.

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Very good write Madam and I welcome you to my page too

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Aftab Alam Khursheed 06 November 2013

Beautiful poems about ' Havan' See we feel suffocation with smoke but the things as you wrote soothes, no suffocation so the poem lovely thank you

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