Retro Caf this week- Sea/River Songs Spl - Page 30

Originally posted by: Bhaskar.T

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Baat jab poems ki ho to ek baar poochh kar dekh lena. I pass my time there when I am not here but free.😆

Wow, kya baat hain... vaise I really enjoy reading your poems too.... and maharaj ji..."free" time kab milta hain?😆

Originally posted by: minimouse2007

hi nidhi

Originally posted by: Bhaskar.T

Right!!! Here's the poem.

Coromandel Fishers

Rise, brothers, rise; the wakening skies pray to the morning light, The wind lies asleep in the arms of the dawn like a child that has cried all night. Come, let us gather our nets from the shore and set our catamarans free, To capture the leaping wealth of the tide, for we are the kings of the sea! No longer delay, let us hasten away in the track of the sea gull's call, The sea is our mother, the cloud is our brother, the waves are our comrades all. What though we toss at the fall of the sun where the hand of the sea-god drives? He who holds the storm by the hair, will hide in his breast our lives. Sweet is the shade of the cocoanut glade, and the scent of the mango grove, And sweet are the sands at the full o' the moon with the sound of the voices we love; But sweeter, O brothers, the kiss of the spray and the dance of the wild foam's glee; Row, brothers, row to the edge of the verge, where the low sky mates with the sea. Sarojini Naidu

Originally posted by: advil

Wow, kya baat hain... vaise I really enjoy reading your poems too.... and maharaj ji..."free" time kab milta hain?😆

Anu, yeh siggy mein kya hain tumhara? kisne dhoka diya..?

Originally posted by: Anu.Rad

I remember reading this poem in some text book... That time we had to bi heart and write or recite poems in exams... 😆

Woh bhi kyaa din thee 😳

Originally posted by: minimouse2007

i can help you in doing research.i have good filmi song knowledge..😊

Originally posted by: Bhaskar.T

Milta hai na. Raat ke 2 baje jab kaam karte karte tired ho jaata hu mentally.😆

Baad mein yaad dilana, kuch batana hain tumhe...😆 Vaise 2 baje tab mentally tired ho jaate ho, tab poetry ke andar ghuste ho... yaar when I am mentally washed out, i fall flat on my laptop.... no wonder tum poetic ho and me...not...😆