Pellucid Probity of Hers

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SimplyJITH - February 22, 2008 @ 3:10 pm · SimplyJITH

Is it the zest of hers,
that dozes under a blanket of innocence;
to seek those pearls every night
or to cast a longer shadow of her light ?

Is it the esprit of hers,
that dwells like lava within a silent rock;
to seek only joy from the wind and the rain
or from the hurt and the pain?
Is it the bracing of hers,
that decks even the sand at the bottom of the sea;
to seek for presents and shout with glee
or for ways to flee?
Is it the affability of hers,
that digs for moments that lack the sun;
to seek for a game trail of the plane
or to simply recognize that you’re sane?

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6 Comments

  1. Anonymous

    February 23, 2008 @ 4:44 am

    1

    lovely poem

  2. Abhijith J

    February 23, 2008 @ 4:47 am

    2

    @ anonymous… Thanks a lot!

  3. Nikunj

    February 26, 2008 @ 1:01 pm

    3

    beautifully composed.innocence and asunder very well knit.

  4. Abhijith J

    February 26, 2008 @ 1:33 pm

    4

    @ nikunj.. Thanks a lot! Its about innocence of a child that is lost when we seek maturity of thought and action..

  5. Ashesh

    March 13, 2008 @ 1:00 pm

    5

    This is extremely moving, and I like the questions!

  6. Abhijith J

    March 13, 2008 @ 1:14 pm

    6

    @ashesh.. Thanks a lot!

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