I hear the roaring sea
And strain my ears to hear
A voice that said to me
I am beside you, very near.
– Shail Mohan (2008)
02 Monday Aug 2010
Posted in poetry
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Why don’t you move from the sea
so that you can hear very clearly
I think with me, You’ll agree
that you are where you shouldn’t be.
Just joking.Shail,excellently expressed. Everytime I read something about the sea Elton John’s ‘Blue Eyes’ springs to my mind.
Thank you Govind. Of course I am at the right place. It has to reach me in spite of the roar of the sea. π
Beautiful Shail. π
Like Govind’s response to your poem, too. π
Thanks Uma π
Alone! Alone! No beacon, far or near! No chart, no compass, and no anchor stay!
Alone! Alone! No beacon, far or near! No chart, no compass, and no anchor stay!
Now whose words are those?? π
Lol @ Govind’s tongue in cheek remark π
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Yes, the unsaid… π Thanks Usha.
Thanks for putting up the link shail… π
My pleasure Arch. Have missed reading your posts for long π
Beautiful… very vivid.
Thanks Pal.