Once I was a bird,
With wings to fly high,
With a sigh.
Once I had a beak ,
To hurt the weak,
And to feed the weed,
But now A meager piece of flesh dried
To be fried
For the might
Of the knight.
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Posted by dinsan on August 6, 2007 at 5:00 pm
Now, thats an improvement., you are moving fast 🙂 thats about the poems.
now , about your blog. you have to start writing on various topics now. ( thats what I believe ) when you have much subjects to write about, you will start making better posts. I expect to read about the books you read, the songs you listen to, your teachers, school, … a lot…
Posted by Ritwik Banerjee on August 7, 2007 at 1:30 pm
There is this distinct style of yours in the last three poems. I might call them haiku-ish for want of a better word. I don’t know whether there is a technical term for this style. There should be. It carries a certain detachment in its tone, and I love it.
Posted by allirekha on August 7, 2007 at 1:34 pm
i dont get that word, anywaysnice to know u love that.n thanx 4 ur coment n visit 🙂
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Posted by Heidi on July 15, 2008 at 12:14 am
must say that I’m not impressed
Posted by allirekha on July 15, 2008 at 6:06 pm
Well im not at all impressed either 😛 !! thanks for u truthful comment 🙂