The Sage Song
November 23, 2008 at 07:27 7 comments
Dreams, splashed on the tombstone,
Life, its only own enemy!
Heart’s the twisted rotten branch ,
Soul’s the interweaving brook of tears!!
Entry filed under: Offbeat, poetry. Tags: Life, Poem, poetry.
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Ritu | November 23, 2008 at 09:55
- Esprit- Sentience- ZestMy humble contributionhttp://www.phoenixritu.com/
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Mampi | November 23, 2008 at 10:23
the word is ‘interweaving’, isnt it? or is it ‘interviewing’ or ‘intervening’??
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~Hemanth~ | November 23, 2008 at 15:24
Right you are Mampi; it is interweaving. Will edit that. And Ritu, I like sentience better. I was thinking more like the “Sage’s Song”..
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Indian Home Maker | November 23, 2008 at 18:00
Consciousness?I am not good at poetry
By the way, it’s really nice to see you back in Blogistan 
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~Hemanth~ | November 23, 2008 at 18:07
Hi, IHM…I’m glad to be back as well and I appreciate your comments. Not good at poetry? You sure?
Although, I have technically been back for about a week. Only got a chance yesterday to do some blogging. A week’s vacation means a weeks worth of catching up 
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Pinku | November 24, 2008 at 14:10
hey!!! u back!!! good….the verse is nice…i would call it the harsh truth.
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~Hemanth~ | November 24, 2008 at 14:44
Hi Priyanka, Thanks!!