Friday, 23 December 2011


                         25.
                     THE FASCINATION----DR.K.G.BALAKRISHNAN
               
                           Through the boundless,
                            I long to swim
                            Like a bird
                            In the puzzling sky,
                            Blue perhaps,
                            The hue-less,
                            Or the flaming red!

                            To dissolve into the Nil
                            That swilling out the Full,
                             I do not know,
                             The power, the colour,
                             The measure of my wing
                             Nor the sign of my song!

                             One thing alone I know;
                             Everything unseen, veiled;
                             The virtual I view,
                             The real I dream!

                              Babbling everywhere,
                              The sword, the bullet,
                              The arrow, the bomb;
                               Am the innocent,
                               The helplessness!

                               Hiding somebody,
                               Somewhere,
                               For something, sure;
                               I am aware!
                               Of the fate, the bloody!

                                Still, eager I am,
                                To be with Thee;
                                To fly, fly, fly;
                                Into the blue hue of the sky,
                                In the vast, deep,
                                The Eternal Cipher;
                                The Mum so clever!
                                O my Dear.
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                                              24-12-11  
                                    Note-
                                 Swill=drink greedily
                              Babble=speak like a baby,
                                               repeat foolishly