Bundi, Rajasthanwithin the ruined castle
behind the colossal pillars
silhouettes on the walls
come alive in the middle
of a dark moonless night.
misted glass twist the mind
with whirlwind of thoughts
making one feel palpable
time lurks in its confines,
escape route closing forever.
I wrote it as a writing exercise for two word challenge..Jan 15, 2007 yesterday.
13 comments:
Wow! You really met the challenge--this evokes a vivid and spooky place and time--gives me chills! And the picture is perfect.
Thanks firebird. I had stopped writing for word challenges. I needed to do this for making myself write.
I think I have succeeded in unblocking myself.
thats beautiful...:-]
This is wonderful Guatami!
I like it very much!
Glad you liked my moon poem...
yours is much deeper!
Love your poetry!
Margie
haunting write. love it!
Misted glass sure twists the mind..so darn true!
Keshi.
Time does seem to "lurk" in still, dark places.
great atmosphere
and that old guy time
unstoppable
nice one
Hi Gautami,
This poem evokes vivid imagery that goes very well with the picture you have posted...
went through your other blog-reading room...what a wonderful collection of poems and book reviwes...
wish you all the best!
lingering mystery....lovely
Thanks kai..:)
Margie: All your writes are beautiful.
polona: old forts feel haunted..:D
keshi: Yes, it does!
percival: Time and evil both lurk.
floots: thanks. That was what I wanted to convey.
abhay: welcome. Do drop by as and whn you want to. Thanks for the comments.
magic eye: Thanks!
Really nicely done. I love the images and feelings this evokes. Most atmospheric!
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