Hi Folks, I am Sudarshan, I am 26. I am from Hyderabad, India. Partly brought up in Pune, mostly in Hyderabad, but I owe my allegiance to The Biryani and The Irani Chai. I am a Gemini to the core. I am basically a confused soul, a fun loving guy and yes a little egoistic about my talents. I owe my poetry to one person, I am glad she brought the poet out of me, if not for her my thoughts would have been just thoughts, now I can paint them, now I can live them, now I can love them. I do not like to participate in any contests. I write poetry for my own happiness and satisfaction and for that my poems are absolutely priceless. But if the Contests help me improve and more importantly if I can help anyone improve with it, and if the judge(s) share the same views, likes and dislikes, I would'nt mind to enter such a contest. Any comments on my poems and me are welcome and the favor would be returned gleefully.
I am looking for a career in research and teaching, I dont have any style in writing my poems, I write them with passion , I disagree with the purists, poetry is the art of expressing your deeper thoughts, its a medium through which you can bring your fantasies to life, it gives shape to your thoughts. I dont think subjecting them to rules would do any good, while its fabulous to integrate a kyrielle into your poem ,its fantastic to mix both a palindrom or a paradelle into one poem, but the joy of expressing yourself in simple understandable words is simply amazing, happy poetry folks.
My favorite poem (simple yet powerful) is written by Edgar Allan Poe,
To F------S. S. O-------D
Thou wouldst be loved? –then let thy heart
From its present pathway part not
Being everything which now thou art
Be nothing which thou art not.
So with the world thy gentle ways,
Thy grace, thy more than beauty,
Shall be an endless theme of praise,
And love ?a simple duty.
My favorite quote again by EAP (I strongly believe this),
“With me poetry had been not a purpose, but a passion: they must not ?they cannot at will be excited, with an eye to the paltry compensations, or the more paltry commendations of mankind.?
"Regard your good name as the richest jewel you can possibly be possessed of,endeavour to be what you desire to appear."
I am looking for a career in research and teaching, I dont have any style in writing my poems, I write them with passion , I disagree with the purists, poetry is the art of expressing your deeper thoughts, its a medium through which you can bring your fantasies to life, it gives shape to your thoughts. I dont think subjecting them to rules would do any good, while its fabulous to integrate a kyrielle into your poem ,its fantastic to mix both a palindrom or a paradelle into one poem, but the joy of expressing yourself in simple understandable words is simply amazing, happy poetry folks.
My favorite poem (simple yet powerful) is written by Edgar Allan Poe,
To F------S. S. O-------D
Thou wouldst be loved? –then let thy heart
From its present pathway part not
Being everything which now thou art
Be nothing which thou art not.
So with the world thy gentle ways,
Thy grace, thy more than beauty,
Shall be an endless theme of praise,
And love ?a simple duty.
My favorite quote again by EAP (I strongly believe this),
“With me poetry had been not a purpose, but a passion: they must not ?they cannot at will be excited, with an eye to the paltry compensations, or the more paltry commendations of mankind.?
"Regard your good name as the richest jewel you can possibly be possessed of,endeavour to be what you desire to appear."
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, and quote is Life Is Beautiful. - I am a 26 year old guy (Denmark)
- When I'm not writing, I'm a Tyrannosaurus rex.
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My Poetry
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They say time is the greatest healer, but:
Hoping against hope, a heart fades walking this path,11 lines, 5 comments, September 19, 2007 -
Neither words nor actions could / Even the heart ripped apart-open couldn’t, / This love still un-gained / Is a struggle against love, for
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The lifeless crumpled autumn leaves
Start dancing to their new found life, -
Masked in ignorance, I walked blind,
Foolish was I to dare the creator,
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The Third Eye : Bleh! on April 7, 2007Bonjour!!!
Comment avez-vous?
Est-ce que vous m'apprenez le français, s'il vous plait?
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Dusted Wings on February 7, 2007Hi. *waves with a smile* How are you?
I hope to talk to you and read some of your poems soon. Please take care!
♥♥♥♥
Nami
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Dusted Wings on October 29, 2006Your welcome, I meant everything I said. And I will be sure to ask you for help if I need any.
Nami
P.S My real name is Lacy -
Sudarshan on October 29, 2006Thanks Nami, not sure what your real name is, but I liked what you said, although you took a long time to do that, but thats ok. Yes you are right, I only write when I feel something very strongly. I will surely read your poems, but right now I am really busy. If you need any help feel free to ask me, have a great time.
Sudarshan 
