Monday, July 11, 2011

Moored

       Shatter me, you don't have to try
  The pieces of me on their own fly
       Pulled along by horses on loose reins
           Each running its own way
           Still here I stand silly
   A kind of oddity

© Rahul Chidambaran 2011

11 comments:

  1. Vivid! The horses running each their own way. I could see this. Nicely done!

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  2. Well expressed. Been there. To feel one's thoughts pulled by many things and not all together and at the same time, one is going nowhere.

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  3. lol, i love this, thank you, much appreciated, WS

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  4. I really like how you worked in the title very clever, awesome poem

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  5. Clever word play, I really like this poem.

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  6. I can relate to the feeling described. Picture well painted! *smile*

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