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"Bombastes Furioso". -
In vain we roared; in vain we tried
To rouse her into laughter:
Her pensive glances wandered wide
From orchestra to rafter-
"Tier upon tier!" she said, and sighed;
And silence followed after.

-- Lewis Carroll


The sweetest songs are those that telleth the saddest tales...

If I read a book
And it makes my whole body
So cold no fire can ever warm me,
I know that is poetry.

-- Emily Dickinson

About Us

A public Poetry Blog where members can post poems and/or their commentaries and conduct discussions. This group is a feeble attempt to keep alive our aesthetic senses, especially for English literature. A small caveat: it would be good if we could refrain from posting our original works (poems written by us); Melancholetta wouldn't want to malign the chances of budding unpublished poets!

If you came across this blog and would like to contribute your favourite poems or your commentaries on them as a member, please send out an email to dileepan@gmail.com or just leave a comment in our comment board. You will soon be added to our members list.

Previous Posts

  • A smile on her lips : yet dying inside
  • Unnamed poem by Fred Bremmer and Steve Kroese
  • Bearhug - Michael Ondaatje
  • The Walrus and the Carpenter by Lewis Carroll
  • I am not alone
  • Snow
  • Around the corner, a vanished friend
  • Untitled - e. e. cummings
  • Do not stand at my grave and weep - Mary Frye
  • The Eagle

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