Thursday, April 17, 2008
My instincts were forbidding me from keeping a clear and bright theme for this blog simply because it will defy the mystique of the genre of poetry I jot here. Be it the sher of Ghalib or geet of Gulzar, they can not be captured or tied to one interpretation. They are open, mysterious and free form. Let them take the shape of your individual perceptions. Let them light away this darkness themselves.
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2 comments:
i didnt like it
anything in particular?
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