Wake up!
From your unyielding prestige
That made you abortive
And you turned into a nefarious sculpt.
...
Flourishing on
Natural contours of land,
Variegating with rainbows,
A continuous river
...
If I cry
Don't stop me
Let the rain of tears fall on ground
And moisten the soil
...
Sun beams
Reflect through
Cotton wool like remnants
Of departing clouds
...
I could see from the window
Light losing it's consciousness
With fading sunshine.
The green cheering rhythmically
...
The Little One arrives
From heavenly drives
The Little One says like hello
...
A magic ball
Concealed in the orbit
Though appears small
Spreads its sight
...
On this blessed land
Foundations of giant structures
Are laid over virgin landscapes
Blotting the antiquity
...
It's a simple White Coat, though,
We are so unique!
We go to the places
Where suffering lies
...
Shielding me
From vulnerability outside
By ethereal cloche
She enshrouds me
...
O' melody queen
Keep on whirring
And denting
Signature of a new day with your beak
...
Stars faded
And hegemony celebrated
By white light
On darkened land
...
In the kitchen I stood
It was in the hood
With the burning hob, may be,
I interrupted it's sleep
...
Falling in a disorderly pattern, they
Vertically leap and glance
Strike the ground
Jump and dance
...
We come into being
And open our eyes
With a storyless book
As a prologue to the world
...
In comes Summer
Days prolong
Sun blazes with full glow
Hot breeze scorches the vegetation
...
Leaving all the worries
With no hurries
Arms on eachother's back
On a Bohemian track
...
Planted weeks ago
At the onset of spring
The seasonal sapling
Ranunculus
...
In stillness stand all buttercups.
The earthen moments graze the pre-healed leaf.
Their veins bound in the hide and seek
Of dawn and dusk - The leaflets
...
Wake Up!
Wake up!
From your unyielding prestige
That made you abortive
And you turned into a nefarious sculpt.
Wake up!
From your morbid thoughts
That made you an introvert
And you became a virulent foe of your own flesh.
Wake up!
And rectify your delusions,
Nurture yourself
To glow again.
Wake up!
And wipe off the smog from your eyes,
Chase the overrated world
To be a paragon.
Wake up!
And don't muddle yourself anymore
A gleam of hope still remains, therefore,
Wake up! Take up! !
(12/13/2008)
Your Poem 'An Ocean Within ' in respect of your father, shows the insight of his life along with your worries about old age quite nicely. Your narration that he still has dreams shows the lively spirit within him and the journey he has been through and will surely carry on.jobztip
Your Poem 'An Ocean Within ' in respect of your father, shows the insight of his life along with your worries about old age quite nicely. Your narration that he still has dreams shows the lively spirit within him and the journey he has been through and will surely carry on.
Sameer, this poem brings tears to my eyes..so well put and inspiring. its like i feel your strong gesture to ur father...he is your back bone and therefore..u needed to create something for him..I'm sure he is proud of a talented poet..Congrats my friend
Your Poem 'An Ocean Within ' in respect of your father, shows the insight of his life along with your worries about old age quite nicely. Your narration that he still has dreams shows the lively spirit within him and the journey he has been through and will surely carry on> > > > > .jbbztip ******