Sunshine on lime green nails
Tapping against steely untuned strings,
Singing of sad sad tales
And of false hope they bring.
Vibrations of dark dark wood
And questions blowing about.
Rich smoke maintains the mood
That the answers would never be out.
More street corners and more nails
Red, blue, yellow, magenta
Asking about dead dead quails
About changing the agenda.
But the man is color blind
And supposedly very very deaf
As more mothers lose their mind
Wallowing in emotional troughs.
4/4/2008
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15 comments:
are you gonna be writing only poetry from now on?
Not complaining really. :D
but random as I am..I don't mind the random posts either!
Lol...no, just haven't found time for random posts. With poetry its different you know. You feel like writing some poetry and it just pours out.
So what does this mean? Dense with poetry i am!
This is my first political poem, so to speak. It talks about the outcry to withdraw troops and the turning of a deaf ear by the powers that be.
Onek din por tor blog-e eshe shudhu kabbo pore ekhon darshonik bodh korchi. Ebar poddo-tao lekho.
babu valley ka,
its down to me v. you in fantasy cricket
@Mala: Hain lokhbo likhbo. Ebar ektu free hoyechi tai, aro regularly likhbo.
@Ann: Yes, looks like it. Would be really cool if we can get into the top 5.
Obviously I needed to visit the comments section to even begin to fathom what the poem means.
And since I am still rather bad at understanding poetry, it reads rather wonderfully.
Lol. Thanks.
repetition ta both cute and catchy!!!
Lol. Didn't mean it to be cute since political poems can hardly boast of being so, but thanks. I think I tried writing a song with this attempt (though I don't know too much about music) and thought the repetition would help with that.
Loved all the colors, but lime green nails?
No logical reason really, except that it's decidedly hippy.
Doesn't sunshine on lime green nails make 'em very repulsive?
As I told Lekhni, it's a hippy thing. So, 'repulsive' is really a matter of perspective.
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