Sunday, August 02, 2009

one last effort

Tears, that half stop in my eyes
Shreds I snatch and scratch all around
My face I hide behind the veil
As I listen to the haunted sound

Tonight again the color altered
The light split in seven sounds
As my day dressed as groom
Married my night in seven bounds

Scratches became scars yet show
And bleed enough for them to hound
Those trickles I still hold in my eyes
Trickles that will fertile the ground

No no I must hide, burst open myself
Parts torn and sewn for parts to pound
And hang over the seven skies
Split in light and split in sound

9 comments:

adee said...

sometimes words elude... not in any writer's block or i'm speechless mode...they just elude...sometimes alphabets just don't come together, sometimes thread of thoughts don't mesh... sometimes a thing of beauty in front of u is so overwhelming that...

ani_aset said...

And you have left enough description for me to sense the pain :)
very nicely done

With Malice said...

शब्दों की माला...
cheers

Mampi said...

How many times have I told you that you are amazing with words. Yet again, I am stupefied with the way you weave your thoughts.
How do you do it girl?
and why is there so much of pain??
Why do we write when we are in pain??

~ said...

pain makes us all write. pain is such a mysterious thing.. we all know it but still we do not know it.

also, i was looking your profile and saw in your fav. books- two books by ayn rand- atlas shrugged and we the living. are you her fan too? i am currently reading the latter. have you read "the fountainhead"? it explores the same philosophy of rand.. i love her books and her philosophy.. we hardly find people like those characters with similar ideals these days..

:) keep writing. and not only when there's pain but also when there isn't.

How Do said...

i am totally speechless...

Arti Honrao said...

Scratches became scars yet show
And bleed enough for them to hound
Those trickles I still hold in my eyes
Trickles that will fertile the ground


So much pain ...

GBU
Arti
This is what a friend shared with me and I share it with you

Toon India said...

wow..the veils which shroud the varied depths and meanings of your poetry is truly awesome.

waise mein adde bhaisaab ko bool bool ke thaakh gayan hoon :D but do check out my venture www.simplypoet.com

and plz. plz. do post your poem over there with your blog!!

human being said...

i see a rainbow here.. appearing after the rain... (those tears0

what a beautiful soul... each layer singing a song... sad or happy... but celestial

concentric spirals

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