A New Leaf
 new leaf Shooting a smile tender and sweet,Shy of dust, dipped in mist,She waves and sways in morning breeze,I love to watch her graceful twist.
She grows swift with guts and grits,In burning sun and chilly wind,Bitten by insects and chewed by pests,Heedless to pain she coolly grinned.
Spreading wide behind the flower,Adding beauty to its charming mien.As the flower is plucked and smelt,She turns gray, no sap in vein.
She frills and falls near the root,Under the plant never to shoot,Consoling herself on dry heap below,As food for leaves smiling above.

Written By: Mohanchand

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January 23, 2017 at 01:37PM

Poetry


 A poet fights for noble endsBefore the unjust he never bendsPoetry is rhythmic flow of intense feelings. Prosody and rhetoric provide tools for practicing poetry writing; but very fine feelings, emotions and sentiments can make a good poet. A person with noble heart can easily become a poet. The great poets are noble at heart, love humanity and nature. They try to evolve beauty in all beautiful and ugly looking things, through their language.Traditionalist, Modernist and Post-modernist are just classifications in Time. The stream of poetry is continuous.Indian poetry is enriched by great seers, saints, sages, devotees, thinkers and scholars from various walks of life. From Pre-Vedic, Upanishadic periods till the modern periods, forms have changed but soul of poetry remains the same, uniting the Indian Culture with Universal Culture, preaching Universal Love –“All those living on the earth are one family”“Vasudeva kutumbakam”

‘Poets are unacknowledged legislators of the world’ – P.B. Shelly In a mind filled with filth and quagmire good thoughts  bloom like lotus flowerand make it beautiful to the beholder                                           -   Mohanchand PatilHad one not taken birth on the earth,The life in universe should have been short of one’s experience.                                          -  Mohanchand PatilPoems fall in heart and mindwafting in air up and downLike maple leaves land on ground
                                            - Mohanchand Patil

Written By: Mohanchand

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January 23, 2017 at 01:42PM

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Sonnet: I Thank You
I thank you, kind and best beloved friend,
With the same thanks one murmurs to a sister,
When, for some gentle favor, he hath kissed her,
Less for the gifts than for the love you send,Less for the flowers, than what the flowers convey;
If I, indeed, divine their meaning truly,
And not unto myself ascribe, unduly,
Things which you neither meant nor wished to say,
Oh! tell me, is the hope then all misplaced?
And am I flattered by my own affection?
But in your beauteous gift, methought I traced
Something above a short-lived predilection,
And which, for that I know no dearer name,
I designate as love, without love’s flame.

By Henry Timrod (1965)

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January 28, 2017 at 12:46PM