The Half
15.
THE HALF
The Song half-sung mine
The unending and crude,
The Dance becoming harsh gesture,
The Earned nil, the unachieved the Full,
Running day-night,
Even after the rain, in vain!
Concealed the shadow even,
You the Magician the unparalleled
Dense, blue-deep forest, ceaseless
Straight lined trees, the silence frightening
The heart breaking Thunder, now and then
The lone I am, direction unknown
The Circle Magical, psychedelic, kaleidoscope!
Amidst the dark, the blind I am
Inside the cabinet not pearls but filth;
The Independence is a mirage; for
Every thing is half done, but
Paid the full, whom shall I bribe?
28-9-2011
Note-
The heart-breaking Thunder=the present political
scenario
Half done=shows the insincerity
THE HALF
The Song half-sung mine
The unending and crude,
The Dance becoming harsh gesture,
The Earned nil, the unachieved the Full,
Running day-night,
Even after the rain, in vain!
Concealed the shadow even,
You the Magician the unparalleled
Dense, blue-deep forest, ceaseless
Straight lined trees, the silence frightening
The heart breaking Thunder, now and then
The lone I am, direction unknown
The Circle Magical, psychedelic, kaleidoscope!
Amidst the dark, the blind I am
Inside the cabinet not pearls but filth;
The Independence is a mirage; for
Every thing is half done, but
Paid the full, whom shall I bribe?
28-9-2011
Note-
The heart-breaking Thunder=the present political
scenario
Half done=shows the insincerity
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