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Old poems, again

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
“Profusion in pink, blossoms on the wall
Gradients of green on the trees lithe and tall
Blue morning mists curling up from the moat
Indelible impressions of a ruined old fort?”

“A pleasant sojourn
Cool, clear and calm a morn
The gladed forests in the diminishing light
A million stars, a beautiful night

Tranquil thoughts,inspired by the bounty
Of nature manifest in that [...]


Old poems- First lot

      I have always, always loved poetry, not the abstract , too intellectual kind of stuff. I have been more of a victim of maudlin sentimentalism, much too emotional at times for my own good and endowed with an incorrigibly foolish , dreamy , wistfulness.
And poetry comes in handy, particularly in those times, when [...]