Tuesday, October 22, 2013

Grey!


Makes, but breaks not, the
 Great Grey, relations with dark
And dawn;black and white.

Precious Grey in old age
Is akin to experience, gathers
Regards and respect.          


The clouds have gone grey.
Their age-mate ‘Rainbow’ grows never
Grey and looks young ever.
  
Premature graying
 Spoil the peace of youth today.
Make, doctors dollars.

http://haiku-heights.blogspot.in/2013/10/haiku-heights-305-grey.html




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  1. LocomenteOctober 22, 2013 at 5:02 AM

    I liked the thoughts expressed there...
    But a haiku?
    You may have to reconsider the syllable...

    However, loved as a poetry!!
    Please follow the link to read mine...
    http://locomente.blogspot.in/2013/10/rainbows-adorned.html

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    1. rudraprayagaOctober 23, 2013 at 12:35 AM

      Thank you,Satya,actually it was a hurried post and so by mistake the unedited part was published.

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  2. Magical Mystical TeacherOctober 22, 2013 at 5:07 AM

    Interesting poem, but (and I hate to be a downer) it's not haiku.

    Grey Across the Sky

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    1. rudraprayagaOctober 23, 2013 at 10:42 AM

      The unedited part was posted mistakenly.Thank you for viewing.

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  3. smOctober 22, 2013 at 7:05 AM

    beautifully written
    age mate rainbow grows never

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  4. SGOctober 22, 2013 at 8:12 AM

    Very true. Just remembered "the color of truth is gray" (Andre Gide).

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  5. rudraprayagaOctober 23, 2013 at 1:45 AM

    Thank you,sg.

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  6. RenuOctober 23, 2013 at 5:22 AM

    Grey is beautiful..

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  7. UnknownOctober 25, 2013 at 1:54 AM

    A nice poem.

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  8. Amrit SinhaOctober 30, 2013 at 12:15 PM

    Good take on the prompt :-)

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  9. rudraprayagaOctober 31, 2013 at 9:46 AM

    Thank you,Amrit.

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