Bridge
It was just a game.. and I had to write a small poem with the word ‘Bridge’. When I was done I thought I can paste it here ;P
Bridge the distance of hatred with love
Bring to the patrons of war a dove
Bridge the crack of indifference with smiles
Smashing those rocks of selfish wiles
Bridge your way to the lesser blessed
They are but the Lord’s conscience tests
Bridge the void between heaven and earth
As you forgo your pleasures for others mirth
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The Sun was dying and with myself I was playing bridge
Enjoying the bite of the tiny midge
For a minute i thought i had everything in life
all those materials to live without strife
Soon I realized i was an ace
with not a loving soul to embrace
I Knew for long I was a dark spade
under this smiling face I did masquerade
Whats the point in having loving hearts
when they dont fit into my puzzle’s missing parts
Finally I dealt another hand with a clover
forgetting all those things to mullover.
Well this is what happens if you encourage some dreadful poets to write :)…dont do this verby there will be a PIL soon on u 😛
have you taken an oath that u’ll surpass my posts with your comments ;P its much lovelier. btw it was a game that i played elsewhere..not in blogosphere! Just posted the result here!! wats PIL??
Lovely last line 🙂
Hmmmm am bad at poems err change it to very bad at poems…
Perfect timing !
I just love bridges, especially when they come in the form of human beings 😀 Buhahahhaha!!!!!
Someone somewhere is indebted to you for the rest of his life 😉
@ Smita – a comment like that from a voracious reader sends me flying 🙂 thanx a ton.
@ Vimmmuu – just count those “buhahaha’s” of urs!! ok..im gonna repay them – now that i have a clear path!
Public interest litigation ji 🙂 for making people like me to write poetries and terrorizing bloggers 🙂
@ Nautankey – LOL
Niiiice..! 🙂 Short, and succinct.
Peace.
very nice.. short and sweet 🙂
@kartz..thanks kartz (by the way is ending with “peace” a way in philippines? just wanted to know. unique style though 🙂 )
@kanagu – thanks for visiting and the comment.a short story writer sure would like something ths short right 😉
Yeah.. sure 🙂
I am not Phillipino! 😀 Wonder whtever made u think tht… 😛 Well… Me kinda used to it. A novel way to sign-off shall we say? 🙂
Peace.
@lol..yeah its a nice novel way i admit :)hope u dont end that way after a heated sarcastic arguement! guessing the reaction of the recipient ;P
for even if a bridge is burnt,its presence is always felt
@vishesh Thanx for dropping by. 🙂 rightly..a poet’s comment that is 🙂
😀 Well… “heated sarcastic argument”… Ummm… If you remember tht story u read not too long ago, u’ll know the hot-head in me. 😉
Peace.
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PS: Blog updated ma’am! 😦 Noticed yet?
And you said @lol??? 😀 Oh my! U changed my nick? 😛
i remembered the first poem i ever memorised! its there in my about me page too!
Little drops of water, little grains of sand
Make a mighty ocean and a pleasant land
Little deeds of kindness, little words of love
Make this earth an eden, like the heaven above!
@ kartz – ooops sorry 🙂 and here i go to contorted reality 🙂
@ SU – thnks for dropping by. and thanks for that peace of sweet poem i had learnt it long time ago and had completely forgotten..
Fyki, I am STILL musing over “Peace in Philippines” 😀 Rofl! Seriously… U tickled my curiosity! Now, I ll bug u to no end – how did Philippines cross your gray cells? 😛 😀 Holy Christ… Call me crazy! Philippines??? 😀
i think this one is good beginning on ur side 🙂
Nice poem… But am bad n writing poems!! Pic s nice… whr s tat bridge actua??
Though our differences seem insurmountable
And the gap overwhelming,
We search for the bridges
On which we can meet,
But they will not be found
Until we can tread outside
Our places of comfort
And beyond our familiar boundaries.
They stand in places of uncertainty
And must be sought freely,
Without conditions,
The bridges called Compromise,
Acceptance and Understanding.
These are the hardest to find,
And take the most strength to tread.
Sure u can make out tis s not my poem.. Read somewhere and sending u!!!
I know I am hogging your comment space. 😛 But still… Something’s waiting for you here…
http://kartzonline.blogspot.com/2008/11/award.html
Peace.
@kartz – i found somewhere a philippine person signing off the same way ;P and thts the reason i asked u..lol
@karthik – thts somewhere in the west i guess..the bridge..just googled bridge..and chose the best one..btw thnx for the poem
@whacky- thnx for dropping by..thnx a lot for the comment too 🙂
Ah… Generalizing is the ‘culprit’ eh? 😉 😀 :p