Saturday, August 28, 2010

FUmes..



                                          














Some dark,
Some white,
Some clear,
Some choking,
Some mesmerizing,
Some intoxicating,
Some relieving,
Some oblivious,
Some fragmenting,
Some uniting,
Some visible,
Some invisible,
Some close to eyes reach,
Some too high for a piercing glimpse,
Diffusing,
Rising,
Fleeting infinite shapes,
Originating, spreading transcending,
Infinite moments
Some bright some grey
Infinite dreams
Some true some flew
Sometimes goodness sometimes evilness
Infinite thoughts
Some stay others fray
Some hallucinations some creations
Some rises some falls
Different moulds different appearances
birthing, living and transcending.

9 comments:

  1. Fumes dance strangely as they rise... so fumes like!

    Interesting read.

    Regards
    Blasphemous Aesthete

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  2. Wow!!interesting one.. I just loved the way you penned it , thought-provoking thoughts , presented in best way ! :)Megha ,I really loved it ! :)

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  3. @blasphemous Aesthete : right, fumes dancing on their own rythm on their own conditions expanding their empire ........
    @adreaamygal : thanku :)

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  4. Your poetry is like a colourful painting---in which you have painted different shades of life.i liked it.
    with best wishes.
    Hemant

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  5. Megha,

    Read all pending posts. Good poems with lot of depth. Your choice in If I Were... is so good. 10 Things you hate about yourself are nothing serious and as a matter of fact most of those are just your own perceptions.

    Take care

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  6. Fumes are mesmerizing,
    Fumes, they are always rising!

    Nicely written! :)

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  7. FUMES, dey r so beautiful, i just love watchin dem risse n rise n rise... nice post... :)


    Namit,
    My SPAce- Wen i was a boy

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