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This book uses everyday objects in funny instances or contexts to deliver a humorous effect. Though aimed at ages 8 and above, this book can be enjoyed by young and old alike. It is a collection of nonsensical poems that use vivid imagery and some limericks.
This book uses everyday objects in funny instances or contexts to deliver a humorous effect. Though aimed at ages 8 and above, this book can be enjoyed by young and old alike. It is a collection of nonsensical poems that use vivid imagery and some limericks.
Mark Twain once observed, “The right word may be effective, but no word was ever as effective as a rightly timed pause.” The pause is an indefinable moment of perpetual chaos and booming silence. The post -modern world is filled with signatory images of fragmentation, disintegration and hollowness. Replete with wars, the world is in a constant flux between destruction and development. When we stand back and sit to observe happenings around then it is with a p
Mark Twain once observed, “The right word may be effective, but no word was ever as effective as a rightly timed pause.” The pause is an indefinable moment of perpetual chaos and booming silence. The post -modern world is filled with signatory images of fragmentation, disintegration and hollowness. Replete with wars, the world is in a constant flux between destruction and development. When we stand back and sit to observe happenings around then it is with a pause that we can reflect on this ever- changing world. Silhouette and Other Poems is an effort to address this pause. An odd collection of 26 poems, it seeks to reiterate the notion that one can come to find eternity in a moment and a moment can turn out to seem eternal with the conscious attainment of internal peace and higher knowledge.
Red. Scarlet Red. He watched it trickle between his fingers, That once laced in her warmth, Out of his mind or a moment's impulsion? Yet it felt so strangely gratifying, She gaped stoically at the ceiling, Her usual cold self, Only colder and paler, As that pinkish hue of her cheeks drained out, A g Read More...
I Rummaging through my books, I pick up another read, It is breakfast at home, My cosy abode with family, While the telly blares the latest, Stranded migrants in the middle of nowhere, Endless days of tiresome walking, Bag on a sho Read More...
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