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I Have Won


It is a dream. Hope it comes true.


I have won.

Really,I have won.

It being an award

which is its own reward.

I  stand  tall and proud

among the learned  crowd.

I think of my  cute blog

I usually  log

not once or twice

but by I have won how many tries

I really do not know

as it is my  resting place and  flow

where my thoughts gather

where I sit for hours rather

writing what all I experience

not bothered about their relevance

It being a canvas little and colourful

wherein my feelings get sketched in full

not with paint and caricatures

but with words and  features

extolling the greatness of nature

enhancing the  human qualities in stature

finding myself occupied all through the day

at times in the nights too in a way

with my children all  living far

with no duties and customs  to bar

I keep on writing  with a fervour

with my mind always in a hover

while my body is at  a position static

my thoughts go about ecstatic

therein comes the creativity in hand

which slowly and gradually disbands

with the expressions come my reflections

one by one they fall into places  in conjunction

with the language with which I am familiar

being a perception that might be unfamiliar

I write  for long casting my spontaneous feelings

deftly and skilfully adorning my ramblings

finding a place in the word press platform

that inadvertently has lent a lively form

with that my poetic sojourn which began  a few years  ago

is rising up to levels  not very great but remarkable in the go

with my followers increasing slowly and steadily

while most of my poems gaining  readership readily

my tryst with writing has started off though late

I hope would stand the test of times and find a rate

being appreciated for its simplicity and lyricism

along with the dominance of  rhythm and  surrealism.

With winning  this award  as a senior I stand with pride

recalling the day I clinched the University  top rank in glide

memories keep gushing one after another  in great stride

raising me aloft and high with an  applause and appreciation by the side.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

By meenas17

A lover of classical Carnatic music.
An avid reader, passionate writer, into stocks and investments for livelihood

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