lapsus linguae

Tuesday, March 06, 2007

Alliterative 'Ho @ Elliot's

ranking
raging desires
pristine pure
(few & far in number)
from spamless spineless
corners of my mind,
fast furious first stands this.
1) to be had:
under a megalomaniacal moon,
soan papdi feathers
with white wine.

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7 Comments:

Blogger mash said...

Pls. call me for the session.

Wednesday, March 07, 2007 9:02:00 AM  
Blogger Meera said...

good idea. +600-600 = 0 :P

Wednesday, March 07, 2007 12:18:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

poem generates heat.. The friction of the language causes the words to spark and fire.. You can warm your hands at a poem; you can be consumed by it

it was nice madame:)

Friday, March 09, 2007 3:04:00 AM  
Blogger Gujjubhai in Liberia said...

ticklish!

Friday, March 09, 2007 1:24:00 PM  
Blogger Swetha said...

Read a couple of ur posts. Very interesting !

Monday, March 12, 2007 4:27:00 AM  
Blogger Arun Ramkumar said...

not bad at all...

Tuesday, March 27, 2007 11:48:00 AM  
Blogger chandana easwaramurthy said...

wow,nice work on soan papdi!!!!couldn't really figure what you were talking/riting about until i saw the last line!!! and Ho @ Elliots...was a bit misleading. thinking if you made a typo with T.S.Eliot!!!

Wednesday, September 02, 2009 4:10:00 PM  

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