Monday, October 20, 2014

Tales Of Bliss



books, designed on the shelf
to be read, worshiped
and cherished

awestruck
I wonder at the marvel
how these gems are penned
by mortals who rise above the rest
their words resonating deep and wide
across timeless horizons, over pink clouds

I pray
and I wish
to imbibe these values
of greatness beyond boundaries

someday, perhaps a few words
from my dusty pages
would rain 

and I shall sleep in peace
carrying a hope
and tales of bliss


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30 comments:

  1. Great authors still reside in their works! such is the magic of creation! Lovely poem :)

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  2. So we'll written... An honest piece of art Amrit

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  3. I love my books ... not kindle electronic books and such, but ... books ... they are like old friends ... Love, cat.

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  4. Beautiful description of my wonderful friends, dusty, worn, or brand new,with that never-read smell!

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  5. This is a great tribute to great literature. I also like your desire to be immortalized within books as well.

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  6. Excellent~A wonderful poetic response to the pictorial prompt~ Very well written ~ :)

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  7. I wonder the same. All the time.
    Good one

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  8. I have the privilege of working at a library. It is wonderful! Loved this Amrit! :-)

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  9. It is a bliss to read your work indeed! :)

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  10. So much to contemplate within books! It would be wonderful if we could internalize and live all we learn as we read.

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    1. Well said Mary ... I agree with you :-)

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  11. Very nice lines. This is the second post of your that I am visiting.I like your style.

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  12. "across timeless horizons," Well penned poem.

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  13. I think you've spoken for all aspiring writers

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