THE CADENCE- dr.k.g.balakrishnan-25-5-2-14
Nascent Poetry-25
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Monsoon-
The rhythmic sound of rain;
Bombarding at times;
As throbbing pop music;
At times whispering;
As teenage lover;
Or irritating
As an old woman;
Also pleasing
As a country lass.
Whatever it be;
The cadence I love.
The wavelength
Of anything
Is specific
As the fingerprint;
And that is the Why
Of Newton's laws.
Every quantum
Has its pace;
Every moment
Has its space;
The ring is Thine;
The song sung is Thine;
The rhyme is Thine;
Nothing is mine;
O,the kaleidoscope
Also is Thine!
-The Cadence,
The tuning Fine.
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25-5-2014
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Nascent Poetry-25
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Monsoon-
The rhythmic sound of rain;
Bombarding at times;
As throbbing pop music;
At times whispering;
As teenage lover;
Or irritating
As an old woman;
Also pleasing
As a country lass.
Whatever it be;
The cadence I love.
The wavelength
Of anything
Is specific
As the fingerprint;
And that is the Why
Of Newton's laws.
Every quantum
Has its pace;
Every moment
Has its space;
The ring is Thine;
The song sung is Thine;
The rhyme is Thine;
Nothing is mine;
O,the kaleidoscope
Also is Thine!
-The Cadence,
The tuning Fine.
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25-5-2014
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