the gleaming mercy of sun again losing out on itself , leaving a dark patch on the horizon. Oh Where to look for hope now its all dark and dark .Were the shrewd colours a hope! dancing away the colours showing that you are meaningless without me. The dark isn't the end for it's powerful engulfing all in the fray, ripping colours of wings roaring to come again for otherwise you are a burden. The lappings of the cycle has so many turns as is the day and night gaining any and losing many. Petty things are they called who lose out but hard is the one to digest to be among them in the play neither burning in nor fading out.
Thanks all.. i was happy to see that u people liked the pic.. no i haven't brought new camera..my budget not allowing me to buy one which i want :( so experimenting with my present camera
Oh. Nice.( Hope you are not giving condolences :-)) I thought nobody understood it as I only didn't understand when I first wrote.:-) (but after reading many times now I do :-)) yeah, it came quite instantaneously looking at the snap. I don't have a reason to own a blog but not so when it comes to write in your blog :-)
Bengaloroo..truely speaking i also only partially understand the line.. i understand till this point.. for otherwise you are a burden. The lappings of the cycle has so many turns as is the day and night gaining any and losing many. Petty things are they called who lose out but hard is the one to digest to be among them in the play neither burning in nor fading out. The above part wen above my head..:)
Good. Someone atlast. I am thrilled to explain. Let me explain: Background(as in shakespearean plays :-) ): "the gleaming mercy of sun again losing out on itself , leaving a dark patch on the horizon."- this tells about the mercy which sun/light/hope gives a creature to live but seem to lose out on the hopes they provide -hopes flicker/ gleam on sunset snap :-)
Poet speaks:"Oh Where to look for hope now its all dark and dark .Were the shrewd colours a hope!" - Here the colours which were first thought to be hopes are seen as shrewd who played a game ! and now showing true colours which are nothing but fading light while shedding. This is a slight loss of belief on the state of being hopeful(not only hopes) which is expressed.
Now comes the conversation of light and darkness as seen by poet: light/sun(personifying itself-with coloured wings- as hope) speaks to darkness:"dancing away the colours showing that you are meaningless without me." - "you" here points to darkness telling it something needs to be lighter and which burns out for others for dark to have meaning."me" here points to light/hope.
darkness replies:"The dark isn't the end for it's powerful engulfing all in the fray, ripping colours of wings roaring to come again for otherwise you are a burden." - "you" here points to light - telling that prolonged hopes and colours are a burden and speaks about the all engulfing power of darkness which rips any faking/fooling/flickering colour projecting as hope.
Now Poet speaks:"The lappings of the cycle has so many turns as is the day and night gaining any and losing many." - here the day and night or any cycle of nature which laps and re laps as compared to day and night in which the day tries gaining anything and everything - like energising creatures - thus making it a part of energy circle and expanding/gaining itself or energy; while the night is beleived to lose everything but it only loses many things but not everything, since dark has in itself- serenity/calmness/completeness without which nobody would want light/energy.
poet's position:"Petty things are they called who lose out but hard is the one to digest to be among them in the play neither burning in nor fading out." - When the dark and light play these games between themselves who reach out completion in every cycle; but being one who is made to play with light and dark ; who is made to gain when light comes and lose when it's dark making a petty little being who has lost self consciousness in someone's hands.losers here can here be metaphored to as colours who appear at sunset who appear to be as hope, who show colours, but their existence is only a petty resemblance of the play between two powerplay entities - the light and dark; hence they cannot stop themselves from appearing being shrewd ,neither fade away nor burn in.But this term being petty and as being termed to be one among losers, can be acceptable but the fact which is hard to digest is to fundamentally being never able to reach the completion even though knowing it.
coool picture...u managed really rare shades...i will say this is the best of ur pics..next one is that flowers one u posted looong back of some alankrita resort something,,,u remember? for new camera i will suggest canon powershot s2 or s3 nirmala has s2 but now we dont get it in market. s3 is 20K...i too want to buy new :D these are samples of S2- http://www.eyefetch.com/profile.aspx?user=nirmala
Benglooru.. it appeared to me as if im looking at english paper.. i mean to say u remember we use to write poems meaning .. :) hmm.. again i was able to get 80% but it look better then previous one ;)..
Wonder if in a blog I get such a rsponse what my teacher would have thought looking at my paper in those days!!! Let me try something else for now :-) Laloo speaks: Angreji ma hum itna hi likh saktha hoon behna. Munna: Bole to chinki,Hindi mein shuru karun. Aamir : Ya fir Hyderabadi mein-ich likhoon. Hou bolo naaznee! Dharam : Kee haal hai dassan. Ki tusin eh samajhade ho? sadda punjab vich/da/naal jhaadoo?
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that is quite an unusual sky and magnificent.
This is truely nature's texture caught by humans intelligence...good one da
Good photograph.
Have u got ur new camera ?
Take care
very nice colors!!!
the gleaming mercy of sun again losing out on itself , leaving a dark patch on the horizon.
Oh Where to look for hope now its all dark and dark .Were the shrewd colours a hope! dancing away the colours showing that you are meaningless without me.
The dark isn't the end for it's powerful engulfing all in the fray, ripping colours of wings roaring to come again for otherwise you are a burden.
The lappings of the cycle has so many turns as is the day and night gaining any and losing many.
Petty things are they called who lose out but hard is the one to digest to be among them in the play neither burning in nor fading out.
beautiful pic.....
how are you?
Just beautiful!!!
Thanks all.. i was happy to see that u people liked the pic.. no i haven't brought new camera..my budget not allowing me to buy one which i want :( so experimenting with my present camera
You took it with your camera or from some wallpaper collection?
:-)
And then you say your camera is not good!!
Nice pic...nature at its best. I try to click such pics myself but they never come good.
mumbai guy:
Only camera won't help you. You need to have an artist's eye and vision only then will you be able to see what other's won't!!
Btw how was my poem. Any reviews or atleast one view??
Benglooru.. lines were good.. did u write it... do u have ur own blog too?
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Hi i have added your blog to my blog.. plz do the same mam...
http://indiansmakemoney.blogspot.com/
Oh. Nice.( Hope you are not giving condolences :-)) I thought nobody understood it as I only didn't understand when I first wrote.:-) (but after reading many times now I do :-))
yeah, it came quite instantaneously looking at the snap.
I don't have a reason to own a blog but not so when it comes to write in your blog :-)
Bengaloroo..truely speaking i also only partially understand the line.. i understand till this point.. for otherwise you are a burden.
The lappings of the cycle has so many turns as is the day and night gaining any and losing many.
Petty things are they called who lose out but hard is the one to digest to be among them in the play neither burning in nor fading out.
The above part wen above my head..:)
Picture is rocking Pritika, looks like taken from a professional hand. Keep it up.
Hey there!
thanks for stopping by!
I love the aerial shots of the planes and the sunset sky....
it still amazes me at times that we created something called a plane that flies in the sky...
have a nice day!
Good. Someone atlast. I am thrilled to explain. Let me explain:
Background(as in shakespearean plays :-) ): "the gleaming mercy of sun again losing out on itself , leaving a dark patch on the horizon."- this tells about the mercy which sun/light/hope gives a creature to live but seem to lose out on the hopes they provide -hopes flicker/ gleam on sunset snap :-)
Poet speaks:"Oh Where to look for hope now its all dark and dark .Were the shrewd colours a hope!" - Here the colours which were first thought to be hopes are seen as shrewd who played a game ! and now showing true colours which are nothing but fading light while shedding. This is a slight loss of belief on the state of being hopeful(not only hopes) which is expressed.
Now comes the conversation of light and darkness as seen by poet:
light/sun(personifying itself-with coloured wings- as hope) speaks to darkness:"dancing away the colours showing that you are meaningless without me." - "you" here points to darkness telling it something needs to be lighter and which burns out for others for dark to have meaning."me" here points to light/hope.
darkness replies:"The dark isn't the end for it's powerful engulfing all in the fray, ripping colours of wings roaring to come again for otherwise you are a burden." - "you" here points to light - telling that prolonged hopes and colours are a burden and speaks about the all engulfing power of darkness which rips any faking/fooling/flickering colour projecting as hope.
Now Poet speaks:"The lappings of the cycle has so many turns as is the day and night gaining any and losing many." - here the day and night or any cycle of nature which laps and re laps as compared to day and night in which the day tries gaining anything and everything - like energising creatures - thus making it a part of energy circle and expanding/gaining itself or energy; while the night is beleived to lose everything but it only loses many things but not everything, since dark has in itself- serenity/calmness/completeness without which nobody would want light/energy.
poet's position:"Petty things are they called who lose out but hard is the one to digest to be among them in the play neither burning in nor fading out." -
When the dark and light play these games between themselves who reach out completion in every cycle; but being one who is made to play with light and dark ; who is made to gain when light comes and lose when it's dark making a petty little being who has lost self consciousness in someone's hands.losers here can here be metaphored to as colours who appear at sunset who appear to be as hope, who show colours, but their existence is only a petty resemblance of the play between two powerplay entities - the light and dark; hence they cannot stop themselves from appearing being shrewd ,neither fade away nor burn in.But this term being petty and as being termed to be one among losers, can be acceptable but the fact which is hard to digest is to fundamentally being never able to reach the completion even though knowing it.
coool picture...u managed really rare shades...i will say this is the best of ur pics..next one is that flowers one u posted looong back of some alankrita resort something,,,u remember?
for new camera i will suggest canon powershot s2 or s3
nirmala has s2 but now we dont get it in market.
s3 is 20K...i too want to buy new :D
these are samples of S2-
http://www.eyefetch.com/profile.aspx?user=nirmala
Benglooru.. it appeared to me as if im looking at english paper.. i mean to say u remember we use to write poems meaning .. :) hmm.. again i was able to get 80% but it look better then previous one ;)..
ende..thanks man..
Wonder if in a blog I get such a rsponse what my teacher would have thought looking at my paper in those days!!!
Let me try something else for now :-)
Laloo speaks:
Angreji ma hum itna hi likh saktha hoon behna.
Munna: Bole to chinki,Hindi mein shuru karun.
Aamir : Ya fir Hyderabadi mein-ich likhoon. Hou bolo naaznee!
Dharam : Kee haal hai dassan. Ki tusin eh samajhade ho? sadda punjab vich/da/naal jhaadoo?
Hope it makes up :-))
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