Seshendra's Poems

Here's the list of poems submitted by seshendra — There are currently 10 poems total — keep up the great work!

SPINE OF MY COUNTRY Dreams are travelling In paper boats, Passing ports of time Towards the horizons Of dawn Pregnant with sun , Waving flags On the highways of oceans ; Singing epics Of human power Which turns the silly earth Into grain and fruit; Spins... – *by Seshendra Sharma*	8 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
My Country - My People ( Epic Poem ) Canto - 1 CANTO 1 A hand rises out of the dawn, the hand of the toiler of time, it is raised dipped in the Blood and sweat of human fields; it scatters sindoor to long shadows and distances. I open my eyes and from my little window greet the birds and... – *by Seshendra Sharma*	45 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
THE HORIZON Folding the sky , horizon descended Into me vertically In me the forests , rivers , mountains , villages and towns Become straight line , curves , triangles circles and run into a pulsating drop rivers turn back and flow into the... – *by Seshendra Sharma*	7 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
Poetics : East & West : Origins and Evolution of poetics the world over Although poetry appeared in many countries of the world from times immemorial, it was only in India that an enquiry started on the questions as to what is poetry, how it could be treated, and why it should be written. In the wake of this enquiry, a... – *by Seshendra Sharma*	13 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
Me and My Peacock or My Peacock and My Me - 2 Rimbaud became more immersed in thoughts and said"beaudelaire is the first seer, king of kings, the real god among men". I said," look here Rimbaud it is sunrise, that itself is a sunset for another shore. These shores, these sunsets... – *by Seshendra Sharma*	7 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
Me and My Peacock or My Peacock and My Me Words and Centuries A house, around the house a garden; in the garden, a peacock. No, let us put it this way-my heart, in the heart a house, around the house a garden, in the garden a peacock. This peacock a moving feast of colours comes to me... – *by Seshendra Sharma*	14 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
HUNGER Woke up yawning Rubbing my eyes, Hunger is burning the world around I saw the sun on the horizon Like an apple on the cupboard I climbed over my self To grab it and eat it Sunshine is hanging from the ceiling of the skies Like strips of red... – *by Seshendra Sharma*	34 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
ME I come out of sleep only to return into dream I am that pain which cannot see the world The dreams that I dream in the night Are bridges that I build over the days I am that note which could not become a song – My language filled itself with pain I... – *by Seshendra Sharma*	13 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
Flowers and Silences The dim darkness-the diffused light-dimness of one merging into the other-imparting more length to the long trees that are standing like stretched out shadows wearing stars in their hair- silence is imparting more depth to the darkness in this... – *by Seshendra Sharma*	2 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
THE BURNING SUN I am the drop of sweat, I am the sun Rising from the hills of human sinews, Hearts are my friends I live in the city of sufferings Although in my fist, I hold an ocean of history I sculptured man silently – Wings that carried birds Did not bring... – *by Seshendra Sharma*	21 Views added 2 years ago	Rating