Monday, January 10, 2011

Beauty Contest

O Thee, why aren't those white clouds drifting,
instead dangling over your shoulders.
Blue waters beneath, sky grey above,
is this by design?

Ah, that dilapidated stairway,
from the fine sand to the land,
augment the ambience than anything else.
Is there a greater motive?

Why are you, O Mountain, daubed in green,
Who chose that color for thy gigantic bulge,
Is that haze near the peak,
a ruse of yours or those white billow's?

As my eyes devour thy beauty, my body shivers in joy.
Bedecked like a cosmic bride,
Are you running for a beauty contest?
You may win all the pelf of human kind


ಸುಧೀರ್ ಭಟ್ ನಿಂಜೂರ್ said...

Finally after a long gap of four months Rao has got time to pen down (type down???) few words!!
Yen guru sikkapatte busy?

Prabhuprasad Naduthota said...

Nice poem. An innocent query towards nature beauty by a poet eye is well narrated here. There is nothing more interesting to a human than the beauty of nature. All man made are artificial and are temporary. But beauty of nature is eternal and inspiring, creating curiosity in mankind. Isnt it? Keep involving with mother nature and explore. All the best.

ಚಂದ್ರು ಮಲ್ಲೀಗೆರೆ said...

A scenic view is just a adorable scene for a normal person... Many hidden astonishments... questions... specialities... Only visible to poetic mind...
Good one Thirumal...
'ರವಿ ಕಾಣದ್ದು ಕವಿ ಕಂಡ' ಎಷ್ಟೊಂದು ಅರ್ಥಪೂರ್ಣ !

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Thirumal Rao said...

Thank u all ...