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Monday, November 8, 2010

Man-Made Splendor!

                                                        
Buildings,
reaching up to the deep blue skies,
slicing 
the horizon,
an impressive combination
of brick and mortar
promising
 illusionary eternity.


Monument,
a man-made wonder,
a piece of poetry,
constructed
with heart strings that never die.
Magnificent love
usurped
 by the ravages of time and motion.



My house,
my home
unconditionally
embraces me in its fold,
no reasons asked
no conditions made.
My haven
My friend. Life itself.


For Poetry Potluck
Prompt: Buildings, Monuments, Landmarks
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39 comments:

  1. AmityNovember 8, 2010 at 11:47 PM

    Wow Shail, so awesome post, but the best for me is the last stanza which you speak about your beloved home... :-)

    I was touched there as I have also a home like yours which unconditionally embraces me in its folds!

    I love this entry of yours, superbly done Shail!

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  2. AnonymousNovember 8, 2010 at 11:56 PM

    very spirited write- lovely!

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  3. OliviaNovember 9, 2010 at 12:31 AM

    That house is so beautiful- like your poetry..!!
    So refreshing- I love to read different styles- so Lifely!!

    The images are so complimenting..wowow!!

    I know what you mean about your house- so very thoughtful of you to have dedicated words for it!!

    Well done Dear Friend- Love xox

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  4. Ramesh SoodNovember 9, 2010 at 4:06 AM

    This is indeed heart warming..house accepts you unconditionally.. hope home does the same too..I am sur eit must be so..Shail..God bless..

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  5. Uma AnandaneNovember 9, 2010 at 5:19 AM

    Words are crafted beautifully in your poem...Enjoyed it!

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  6. eyeographyNovember 9, 2010 at 5:26 AM

    Few words can speak so much...
    Great poem...Thank you for sharing :)

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  7. AnonymousNovember 9, 2010 at 4:08 PM

    your entry is sparkling...
    way to go.

    I love everything here,
    thanks for brightening JP with your unbeatable talent,

    Happy Wednesday.
    u rock!

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  8. Shashidhar SharmaNovember 9, 2010 at 10:27 PM

    Dear Shail
    Vry beautifully said and th images speak your words... thanks for sharing...

    ॐ नमः शिवाय
    Om Namah Shivaya
    Twitter: @VerseEveryDay
    Blog: http://shadowdancingwithmind.blogspot.com

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  9. AnonymousNovember 9, 2010 at 11:53 PM

    Lovely...really nice.

    Buildings...
    an impressive combination
    of brick and mortar
    promising
    illusionary eternity.

    Loved these lines.

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  10. Arindam RoyNovember 10, 2010 at 12:39 AM

    Shail has wonderfully woven splendid, evocative word-images. The agony of the the poet is revealed best in the opening stanza. The term, 'slicing the horizon' makes us feel that buildings, like knife, cut and slice the horizon. It is strengthened further by 'promising
    illusionary eternity'.

    The second stanza marks a shift, where we find how 'piece of poetry' is 'constructed with heart strings that never die'.

    The third stanza is almost a return to the womb, a rebirth of sorts, when she writes 'embraces me in its fold'. This is indeed a very feminine imagery, which no male poet can ever construct.

    Keep poeming, Shail :)

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  11. maglomaniacNovember 10, 2010 at 2:15 AM

    We have had three parallels in the area of building but finally it is the home that rules the roost above all.
    There is a nice clanking to homes that nothing else can give.
    Nice post.

    ~Harsha

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  12. Linda Bob Grifins Korbetis HallNovember 10, 2010 at 6:22 AM

    http://thursdaypoetsrallypoetry.wordpress.com/2010/11/08/my-sister-lives-too-far-away/

    awards 4 u...

    Happy Wednesday.
    xxx

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  13. AnonymousNovember 11, 2010 at 11:02 AM

    nice poem. i like the way it started with monumental and ended with the personal - the home. great job!

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  14. AnonymousNovember 11, 2010 at 7:27 PM

    Oh..this was lovely, Shail... I really enjoyed the progression of the poem... eventually resting on a simple (yet do dear) home ... it was a beautiful piece!

    "illusionary eternity" -- particularly loved this term... this is exactly how one feels when staring up at tall buildings from the base...
    Awesome!!!

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  15. Shail RaghuvanshiNovember 15, 2010 at 1:53 AM

    Hi Amity,

    So nice of you to comment. Glad you liked the home part. Yes, most of us have this haven to which we can go uninvited unconditionally and feel at ease...

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  16. Shail RaghuvanshiNovember 15, 2010 at 1:58 AM

    Thanks Five Loaf. Glad the poem made you feel good..

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  17. Shail RaghuvanshiNovember 15, 2010 at 1:59 AM

    Hi Olivia, yeah, most of us feel the same about our homes, our cosy haven of peace and love.

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  18. Shail RaghuvanshiNovember 15, 2010 at 2:03 AM

    Thanks Ramesh. Yes, my house, my home does welcome me with open arms always and that's why it has figured in this composition.

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  19. Shail RaghuvanshiNovember 15, 2010 at 2:05 AM

    Thanks Uma. Nice you liked my composition...

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  20. Shail RaghuvanshiNovember 15, 2010 at 2:08 AM

    Thanks Sumit. Great that you enjoyed the poem thoroughly...

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  21. Shail RaghuvanshiNovember 15, 2010 at 2:12 AM

    Thanks Jingle. I am happy that you enjoyed the piece of verse...

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  22. Shail RaghuvanshiNovember 15, 2010 at 2:13 AM

    Thanks Shashi. The pleasure is mine..

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  23. Shail RaghuvanshiNovember 15, 2010 at 2:14 AM

    Thanks Jay. I loved writing the poem too and seeing your response and that of all the other friends out here, it seems worth the effort.

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  24. Shail RaghuvanshiNovember 15, 2010 at 2:17 AM

    Hello Arindam.

    Your comments make me feel oh! so good. You have read the poem carefully and observed each line and word to analyse and feel every emotion out there.
    What greater compliment can there be for any poet!

    Thank you.

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  25. Shail RaghuvanshiNovember 15, 2010 at 2:17 AM

    Thanks Harsha. Always nice to see you out here.

    And you too keep writing...

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  26. Shail RaghuvanshiNovember 15, 2010 at 2:20 AM

    Thanks Christopher. It is a pleasure to see you here. I just glanced at your blog and it really was good..

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  27. Shail RaghuvanshiNovember 15, 2010 at 2:20 AM

    Hi Kavita,

    So nice of you! I always love your comments.
    Thanks.
    Nice Day
    Shail

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  28. vanderloostNovember 16, 2010 at 7:49 PM

    Shail, Sorry for the late response. Was busy in Office. But at the end of the long tunnel there is always light. At the end of a hectic schedule there was the beacon of your mesmerizing poetry well with juxtaposed imagery with man's varied creations! Loved it!!

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  29. vanderloostNovember 16, 2010 at 7:50 PM

    Sorry, in case you do not recognize me, I am Geetashree!

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  30. BhargaviNovember 17, 2010 at 12:30 PM

    Shail,
    As always I loved the way the words described the differences between, builings, monuments and a home.

    sriniketan

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  31. Shail RaghuvanshiNovember 17, 2010 at 8:40 PM

    Thanks Geetashree. Yes, indeed. There is light at the end of the tunnel. Nice to see you here.

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  32. Shail RaghuvanshiNovember 17, 2010 at 8:41 PM

    Thanks Bhargavi. Nice that you liked the poem and also dropped in a line.

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  33. Shail RaghuvanshiDecember 21, 2010 at 10:17 PM

    Thanks Geetashree. Yes, indeed. There is light at the end of the tunnel. Nice to see you here.

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  34. Shail RaghuvanshiDecember 21, 2010 at 10:17 PM

    Shail, Sorry for the late response. Was busy in Office. But at the end of the long tunnel there is always light. At the end of a hectic schedule there was the beacon of your mesmerizing poetry well with juxtaposed imagery with man's varied creations! Loved it!!

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  35. Shail RaghuvanshiDecember 21, 2010 at 10:17 PM

    Thanks Five Loaf. Glad the poem made you feel good..

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  36. Shail RaghuvanshiDecember 21, 2010 at 10:17 PM

    We have had three parallels in the area of building but finally it is the home that rules the roost above all.
    There is a nice clanking to homes that nothing else can give.
    Nice post.

    ~Harsha

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  37. Shail RaghuvanshiDecember 21, 2010 at 10:17 PM

    Shail has wonderfully woven splendid, evocative word-images. The agony of the the poet is revealed best in the opening stanza. The term, 'slicing the horizon' makes us feel that buildings, like knife, cut and slice the horizon. It is strengthened further by 'promising
    illusionary eternity'.

    The second stanza marks a shift, where we find how 'piece of poetry' is 'constructed with heart strings that never die'.

    The third stanza is almost a return to the womb, a rebirth of sorts, when she writes 'embraces me in its fold'. This is indeed a very feminine imagery, which no male poet can ever construct.

    Keep poeming, Shail :)

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  38. Shail RaghuvanshiDecember 21, 2010 at 10:17 PM

    Few words can speak so much...
    Great poem...Thank you for sharing :)

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  39. Shail RaghuvanshiDecember 21, 2010 at 10:17 PM

    This is indeed heart warming..house accepts you unconditionally.. hope home does the same too..I am sur eit must be so..Shail..God bless..

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