Thursday, 2 June 2016

Tale of the Blue and the Stripes

The deserts of India stood barren and naked,
While the nilgai roamed the short shrubs.
On land was nothing but sweltering sun,
The prey stood alone grazing its food.
Stealth in pace, came the beast's paws,
The eyes took heed of the bluish coat,
Made its aim on the white patched neck,
Least bothered of the adorned, sharp horns.
Stripes once again shined enormously.
The blue bull sensed its predator and ran,
It made its way through the open land.
Unhurriedly the beast retreated its aim,
And the wait continued, the story unended.
Vast lanes of the desert witnessed peace.


Kiran Samat said...

Students in future will read about how you write to the point, stick on to it, and yet, write so beautifully! :)

Suhasini Srihari said...

Thank you for the kind words. Remember, I too am learning!

Arun said...

I always wonder at times jealous the way you use words. Precise yet brings out effectiveness of the subject you deal with. Thanks for sharing.

Suhasini Srihari said...

Haha... Jealous... This minimal knowledge of words that I have is because of the little reading that I have done over the past few years. Sometimes, I struggle to get the right words, but at times, they simply flow. I will work for much better and effective piece. Thank you for reading through!

Chandrashekar Manohar said...

A ray of sun, breathing upon the savannah.. True blue loves of royal creatires are all but left wothoit an iedible ink within..

Thank u panda.. Words are all mere instruments unless ofcourse its in a hands of one as capable as you?

Suhasini Srihari said...

Words are all I have indeed. But the articulation needs years more of training and experience, perhaps a lifetime. Thank you Dexter, for being so sweet!

Dr.L.N.Seshagiri said...

Nice. Your expression has a rare knack. Keep going.

Suhasini Srihari said...

Thank you for reading through my scrawling and for leaving a comment Sir! Much appreciated!

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