Monday, April 09, 2012


candle lit The crows caw in chorus

The chirping birds from woods

Sing the song of nature,

A sense of Peace

At heart reconnects

The chanting melodies

Of yesteryears prayer,

The faith disappeared

But the truth at heart

Never denies the fact

That once I was faithful.

I don’t believe in mutter

In front of a stone sculpture

The deep felt heart

Indeed gives me content.


ashok said...

well said...

Anonymous said...

A wonderful description of the true meaning of faith!

Rohit Singh Jain said...

Awesome verses!!

Vetrimagal Vetrimagal said...

Lovely words Jeevan.

It flows well.

George said...

This is a wonderful poem. I like the light in the darkness of your photo -- very appropriate.

eden said...

Nice poem and photo. Love your header too.

Jeevan said...

Thank you all for your wonderful comments and time spent here :)

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Dawn said...

There is depth in what you said and the co-relation is well depicted... kudos to your imagination.
Keep it up dear

Kalyan said...

lovely words...nice crafted lines along with the beautiful photo!