I AM BACK!!
After about a bazillion days since I wrote my last post, my meandering mind has generated some stuff with enough words within itself that rhyme amongst themselves, for me to call it a poem!! I’m sure that it will mean very different things to different people.. I’d love to hear about what it means to you.. So get back to me, folks!! Here goes..
ONE
Seek me in the young son clutching his mother’s hand
Seek me in the brave soldier dying for his motherland
Find me in the absolute freedom of an eagle’s flight
Find me in the enslaved fear of a tyrant’s evil might
Seek me in the bejeweled crown on an emperor’s head
Seek me in the torn fabric of a pauper’s makeshift bed
Find me in the momentary gratification of a sexual sin
Find me in the hollow left when something dies within
Seek me in the brutality of a murderer ending a life
Seek me in the benevolent cruelty of a surgeon’s knife
Find me in the stark reality of a dying man’s last sigh
Find me in the common miracle of a newborn’s first cry
Seek me in life and in death and everything in between
Seek me in all that you can see and all that is unseen
Seek me at last within yourself and then shall you see
Find that I am one with you and you are one with me..
This is probably the first poem I’ve written that I’m not entirely sure what it is about. But rather than admitting that I’m too dumb to understand what I write, I’d prefer to say that the poem has “emerged from my subconscious and my conscious is not immediately perceptive to the voice of my sub-conscious!!"
Hehehe… do I sound high-nosed enough??
Also, while composing this one, I have affirmed an interesting comparision I have believed in for quite some time now.Expect to hear about it soon!! But let me know what you think of this one first..
Luv-n-Luck
Av
4 comments:
It depicts the extremes of human nature for me..
"Find me in the hollow left when something dies within"
specially applauded.
Hi,
Baryach velane lihile pan, vaat pahane sarthaki lagela asech lihile ahe.Abhinandan!!!!!!!!!
But,its hard to find "cruelty"
though benevolent in a surgeon’s knife.
Anyway, let ur "subconscious" know about
the praise it received for a job well done.
(And i hope i am not offending any one this time...)
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