Yayayti Madan G Gandhi 2

Yellow autumn leaves And the cold breeze – remind us Yawning winter days Again spring comes and Terrains become bloomy – change Is essential Mortal are the men – tottering towards A definite fall; but all try to Defy death. Yet, changes come to All – ephemeral assets Nearing destiny Grabbing little straws Going in vain A spirit Never Dies He who knows it all and the poet we call Is Doctor Gandhi, dear – from the Fame of Hall 15.10.2016 This poem is an experimental poem consisting of three forms of poetry as well as an Acrostic poem. The first six lines are made of two Haikus . Next ten lines are written in Reverse Etheree . Last two lines are written in rhymed Epigram.