The Daily Fret~ Quest for Annus Mirabilis

The Daily Fret~ Quest for Annus Mirabilis
Starting 1 March, I shall be attempting the "Daily Fret"; a simple
attempt to look for poetry in the simple everyday. For seconds tick away before we realize a life has been lived. It must not go by uninspired, unnoticed.

This blog in this respect aspires to be a Dialogue, and not just a listening post; so freely comment and participate, its a resonant communique we all crave-You to I, and I to You.

Happy reading.

Saturday, March 3, 2012


Lonely Ghosts

 ...And dying still
Did wonder most,
Why remembered less;
And amnesic ghost-

Was the last wish,
That one could post,
Before the living raised,
Their loving toast.

To send one's way,
On the far-ish coast,
Where none do come,
And never hope.

For dreams are made,
Enroute  en-course,
And to eternal last,
Is one so forced.

For days shall pass,
In waking hoarse,
And insomnic eyes,
Won't ever close.

For deadmen too,
Do have some woe,
But formless beings,
Dont get to show-

How raging hearts,
Clutch memory's ghosts,
And a waiting game,
Is what kills us most...




*The Daily Fret, Stanza 3



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