Jan 2013
Our love
is being
chained
in between
two
bodies:
the body of
a birth
and a soul of
a death.
Our lust
is being
imprisoned
in between
two
minds:
a mind of
a death
and a soul of
a birth.
Our life
is being
cherished
in between
two
seasons;
a season of birth
and a reason of death
Our image
is being
shadowed
in between
two
reasons;
a reason of love
and a reason for life.
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By Williamsji Maveli
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Poetry dates all the way back to the beginnings of Humanity. People have always been questioning nature, and the day-to-day existence of themselves and other humans love, death, survival, war, injustice, and the universe are all examples of things that have been questioned by men and woman since the roots of human existence. Whether in nursery rhyme, ballad, jingle, rhyme, anthem, or music,people have found poetry to be an outlet for expressing these questions, sensations, and experiences
People often associate it with strict rhyming patterns, complicated vocabulary, hidden iconic meanings, and difficult rhythmical conventions. Poetry is even taught in school to be an intricate, complicated, inexplicable puzzle. True, poetry is difficult. Sure, it can be harder to understand
than prose. However, that is only because sometimes it is involved with your inescapable complexities and uncertainties of your existence.
Related Links:
www.williamsji.com
www.williamsgeorge
www.moonmakers.com
www.kallettumkara.net
People often associate it with strict rhyming patterns, complicated vocabulary, hidden iconic meanings, and difficult rhythmical conventions. Poetry is even taught in school to be an intricate, complicated, inexplicable puzzle. True, poetry is difficult. Sure, it can be harder to understand
than prose. However, that is only because sometimes it is involved with your inescapable complexities and uncertainties of your existence.
Related Links:
www.williamsji.com
www.williamsgeorge
www.moonmakers.com
www.kallettumkara.net
(Angamaly, Ernakulam)
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