when she din't say a word... you did not stop to listen to what she had to say,
she did not call you ...and you never seemed to look her way,
when it was all dark around...you din't notice her reflection,
in her apparent pride and deliberate arrogance u failed to sense the concealed affection
yet there was something in you that heard her speak when it was all quiet,
the appreciation of grace and finesse in all loud and bright....
many things are beautiful because they surpass reason and judgement...
to speak what you never intended to...and not to express what you meant...
there is a magnetic charm that the heavens bestow...
when its that magical moment....when pure emotions flow...
there is maturity..there is deep thought...
a reverence for the object whose affection is sought...
when all in her life went wrong...
when she couldn't be alone for long...
without unwanted words and explanations...
without pretensions and exaggerated expressions...
like a soothing yet silent moonlit night..
you led her once again to light...
what binds you to her...i do not comprehend..
it is because of the inexplicability...that a divine meaning is lend...
to dissolve with time...to occur in destiny...
to conquer fate...to exist in perfect harmony...
she may never still speak....yet her eyes hold...
the reassurance and confidence of having you near...as she sees her life unfold...
that gaze of a woman...with her man by her side...
the pride of being owned..to his will she shall forever abide...
the many words never spoken...between the two of you...
when language fails to express.......and words seem rather too few..
in those moments..in silent times...
i hear the resonating chord...the inner tune that perfectly rhymes....
its all too beautiful in the tale...
when reality beckons....dreams and stories fail.....
in beautiful dreams and in imaginative fantasies...
its all an illusion...for life has its fallacies...
yet the sweet thoughts always remain...
to think of life as joy and hope...and momentarily forget the accompanying pain....
beyond the end..may unto eternity you together sail...
sometimes..i wish to forget reality..... i wish to believe in a fairy-tale...
Sunday, November 27, 2005
Thursday, November 17, 2005
INTERPRETATIONS......
This is to some (of the many)words that I like .......words that have always turned "on" a definite thought or triggered a certain memory.......words that speak to me sometimes......
to say it all without saying a word...the "abhivyakti" through expressions..
to speak about everything and yet convey nothing .....the many such conversations...
a sudden moment of divine confirmation and nothing more...
no analysis ..no logic or justification.....simply the "anubhuti" pure....
the acceptance of the harsh reality...the "yatharth" that "seems",
the ring of darkness that surrounds a candle flame ...that darkenss that silently kills dreams..
the attempt to synchronize...to tune to perfection...
the "prayatn" beyond time and thought....the purity of dedication....
to say it all without saying a word...the "abhivyakti" through expressions..
to speak about everything and yet convey nothing .....the many such conversations...
a sudden moment of divine confirmation and nothing more...
no analysis ..no logic or justification.....simply the "anubhuti" pure....
the acceptance of the harsh reality...the "yatharth" that "seems",
the ring of darkness that surrounds a candle flame ...that darkenss that silently kills dreams..
the attempt to synchronize...to tune to perfection...
the "prayatn" beyond time and thought....the purity of dedication....
Wednesday, November 02, 2005
ITS NOTHING BUT A CHANGE....
the blossoming of flowers that spring brings,
when a butterfly leaves her cocoon...and spreads her wings..
when i don't want to go away ..yet time does not stop...
when she has to leave her cloud...the downward journey of a rain drop....
its nothing but a change....
when little birds who learn to fly...
leave their nests and reach for the sky...
when it pains to let go of what has been so dear..
when for a moment all i want is to have you near...
its nothing but a change..
when the places ...the streets and the roads i have always walked on..
no more bear my footprints....i have moved far ahead...and those days are gone...
when sometimes...the mirror refuses to know me...
there is an altogether different person i see...
its nothing but a change...
a moment of joy...and then tears..
the sunshine of optimism....then unknown fears...
to move ahead is not my will...
to befriend my fate ..i try still....
every step i take ..every word i speak ...
each day i live....the goals i seek..
seasons..people...colours...all change...
its all a flow.... inevitable and strange...
this momentary confusion..and then a new definition ...
sometimes gradual....sometimes an abrupt transition...
does my life understand me....do i understand her?
when i am hurt and wounded...does she care to bother?
to understand life...is to understand and know change..
for its all nothing ..... but a change.
when a butterfly leaves her cocoon...and spreads her wings..
when i don't want to go away ..yet time does not stop...
when she has to leave her cloud...the downward journey of a rain drop....
its nothing but a change....
when little birds who learn to fly...
leave their nests and reach for the sky...
when it pains to let go of what has been so dear..
when for a moment all i want is to have you near...
its nothing but a change..
when the places ...the streets and the roads i have always walked on..
no more bear my footprints....i have moved far ahead...and those days are gone...
when sometimes...the mirror refuses to know me...
there is an altogether different person i see...
its nothing but a change...
a moment of joy...and then tears..
the sunshine of optimism....then unknown fears...
to move ahead is not my will...
to befriend my fate ..i try still....
every step i take ..every word i speak ...
each day i live....the goals i seek..
seasons..people...colours...all change...
its all a flow.... inevitable and strange...
this momentary confusion..and then a new definition ...
sometimes gradual....sometimes an abrupt transition...
does my life understand me....do i understand her?
when i am hurt and wounded...does she care to bother?
to understand life...is to understand and know change..
for its all nothing ..... but a change.
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