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poddarku
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since 2008-01-15

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india

0 posted 2009-02-28 06:57 AM

(To the women)

“How do you feel, having a job after all these years?”
She may have answered that it feels like facing a sea;
standing in front of tangy freedom and disquiet unknown.
She picks up a fistful of sand instead, “Mixed emotion!”

She loves the moments racing from the buzzing extreme
to the nook between two shifts, she appreciates silence
which then plays fiddles with expertise amid wild fields.
She looks at those unkempt grasses and the games they play.
Right now, she wants to chew a stem of nature and she won’t.

The bicycle brings her to work; waits outside patiently
while she takes sips of the salt of the sea, floats and drowns.
“Do not worry. Every moments gather experiences.”
Smiling to herself, she opens her senses. Let them pour.

“How do you feel, having a job after all these years?”
She looks at her husband. “It is different.” She says.

=© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar

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SEA

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Member Seraphic

since 2000-01-18

Posts 22676
with you

1 posted 2009-02-28 11:07 AM

"The bicycle brings her to work; waits outside patiently
while she takes sips of the salt of the sea, floats and drowns.
“Do not worry. Every moments gather experiences.”
Smiling to herself, she opens her senses. Let them pour."

I love this part

very nice

Margherita
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since 2003-02-08

Posts 22236
Eternity

2 posted 2009-03-01 11:02 AM

quote:
She loves the moments racing from the buzzing extreme
to the nook between two shifts, she appreciates silence
which then plays fiddles with expertise amid wild fields.

How well you have caught this mood, dear Ku!! Mixed feelings indeed. I have these feelings now too for the opposite reason!

As always to read you is to eavesdrop at the threshold of people's lives.

You understand women well, dear Poet.

Love and hugs.
Margherita

Alison

Member Rara Avis

since 2008-01-27

Posts 9318
Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy!

3 posted 2009-03-07 11:23 PM

Kushal,

You understand. And you explain it well with beautiful phrases and imagry.

Alison

OwlSA
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since 2005-11-07

Posts 9347
Durban, South Africa

4 posted 2009-03-10 12:56 PM

Kushal, I have often thought it, but I am not sure whether I have ever said it - I think you would make a superrrrrrrrrrrrrrb movie director - not for junky, run of the mill movies, but those classic French works of art, where every colour of fabric, piece of wooden furniture, every spot of sunshine and shadow, every subtle change of facial expression and body language is part of the excellence. You don't miss a single, solitary aspect. Your poetry is alive in every breath and is soooooooooooooo real. When I read your poetry, I feel that I am going to turn around and see the characters, the scenery, smell the smells, hear the sounds just where I am - and it nearly, nearly happens. You are only satisfied with the very best - and all this is in a language that is not your mother tongue! Bravo.

Owl

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