Puzzled
I vulnerable
Naked stark
You
fascinate
In frills
intricate.
Showing
bits
You beguile
Intrigued
I chase.
Fruit forbidden
You offer
Hesitantly
though
I oblige.
You elude
Since then
O life
Me Tarzan
you Jane!
This post is dedicated to
Sunaina Sharma for prompting me to present a poem when I
reach the letter ‘P’.
The other half of this post a
picture of the prodigious,
princely Pine is sheer coincidence..the pun was never intended :)
Pine
P is for Pine
Linked to: ABC Wednesday
Linked to: Seasons
beautiful combination of words and image... both make me think...
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Thank you Melody:) Glad you liked both:)
DeleteNice poem.
ReplyDeleteThank you Rajesh:)
DeleteI like the ending to your poem. :-)
ReplyDeleteThank you Susie:) Glad you liked:)
DeleteThank you Rupam:)
ReplyDeletehello Armit, am glad you got "in" before closing time - hope you know that the linking starts on Sunday morning? Also, the earlier you link, the more people will say your photo (just a suggestion!). Even though I live in the forest, I never get bored of them. Also, we have pine wood in our wood stove burning right now! Many thanks for sharing the trees with ALL SEASONS! Much appreciated - and have a great week!
ReplyDeleteThank you Jeannette:)
DeleteYou too:)
Explicit/implicit! Need say more!
ReplyDeleteYou have said it all, Uppal ma'am:)
DeleteThank you:)
Pic is interesting
ReplyDeleteThank you Geeta ji:) Glad you liked:)
DeleteNice poem.
ReplyDeleteThank you Rajeev sir:)
DeleteSo you remembered!....Thank you so much for bringing back poetry to your blog....It was much awaited....and what good use of the prompt and the letter P you have made.....Life is like that - it enchants us, seduces us by its intricacies, by its mysterious beauties.....some of it is real, some illusion....we are just seekers, chasers....trying to fit in our 'wild' side into a more 'tamed' setting.....Are we happy? Sometimes perhaps......other times, we remain 'puzzled'......As for the pine tree, the frills and the bare bark are part of its identity....probably alluding to the emptiness as well as the fullness of life.....They grow tall too....may be we ought to grow tall too...rise above the 'pettiness' surrounding us.....Thank you once again for a very thoughtful poem.....I don't know whether all that I write hear is what you meant, but it sure is what your words conveyed to me.....
ReplyDeleteYour interpretation is definitely better than the concept of the picture (I merely meant pine = longing...)
DeleteThanks loads Sunaina:):)
Haha 😋 Have I been reading too much?!!!!!!
DeleteYou added more meaning and depth to my poem I would say..
DeleteThanks again:)
Poetry amongst the trees, perfect.
ReplyDeleteGlad you liked, Joy:) Thank you:)
DeletePoetry AND pines! Prolific!
ReplyDeleteROG, ABCW
Thank you Roger:)
DeleteVery nice...
ReplyDeleteThank you Rajeev:)
DeleteLovely picture!
ReplyDeleteThank you Deepak sir:)
DeleteVery nice.
ReplyDeleteThank you Jyotimoy:)
DeleteIntriguing poem! Pine is always nice.
ReplyDeleteGlad you liked:) Thank you Indira:)
DeleteGreat lines for the beautiful pic.
ReplyDeleteThank you Indrani:) Glad you liked:)
DeleteWonderful line...Picture is too good
ReplyDeleteThank you Ranjana:) Glad you liked:)
DeleteGood to see a poem back :)
ReplyDeleteBikram's
Glad to note that Bikram sir:) Thank you:)
DeleteThe beautiful image of the pine trees and the equally beautiful verses leave a lasting impression
ReplyDeleteGlad you liked them both:) Thank you Subha:)
Deletenice one, liked it
ReplyDeleteThank you Kashif:) Glad you liked:)
DeleteHa! What an ending
ReplyDeleteI'm glad to see you returning to poetry Amit Ji, and in such a beautiful way too at that ! Pine trees and longings.. :)
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