Guest guest Posted August 4, 2005 Report Share Posted August 4, 2005 Dear kavithapriyas, Another emotional scribble of mine! The ungotten In the realms of the ungotten, Lie hidden the truths of time, Can I but surge in the begotten, To get rid of rythm and rhyme. The cobbled paths of destiny have bid, The dusky lanes of the illgotten to fly, What more does this earth's lid, Hold in ransom for thieves to ply. In love we perish,in flames we give birth, In tumultous times of eternal sorrow, Does the satan in us enjoy in mirth? For the mind to not perceive the morrow. I hereforth auction the ungotten money, Money which can be held to heart, Can this time show me its honey?, So that I continue in this art. Yours yogically, Shreeram Balijepalli Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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