I still dont know what to call this poem of mine, the very first one when I started writing and thought I could put my mind to words and start creating something, but as always it has been a struggle and more so when I look back today from where I started. But still for the moment I would like to call it transcendence....
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Standing together we sail on the sails along the creative imagination of time
and move beyond the chimeras of hopes and horizons
so relish in the confines of time, the past is ever present but ever to be forgotten
you reached beyond the time to the suns and I to the time unknown
see the absurdity of reason it still calls us, wants to engulf us
the countless bounds of time still call me with their enamouring heads
the saga of age still calls us, denounces us for being an outsider
the beauty is still heart warming, the nature is still enchanting
the people are still the same, the smiles are still the same…….
But the pain remains……the glow remains……the hope remains
tu to kavi ban gya ..what triggered that change from Manohar v knw
ReplyDeletemanish thr r many faces and colors of life which we ourselves are not aware of...we alwys keep on trying to understand that self and i guess this is also just another part...
ReplyDeleteAfter reading this poem, only pain reamins...alas no hope "remains"... :P
ReplyDeletethanks for the comments my anonymous friend....but what is left after pain if no hope and if there is no hope left then what is....I did not want to sound forlorn but maybe you catch some spirit of the poem....thanks again
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