Why can’t I write anything reflecting jubilant, ravishing and happy mood! OKay, okay…..I will try! Earlier I had fobia of writing any romantic poem. I could never pen down some simple love words. And now I am having difficulity in writing any happy, mushy and soft poem!
Today I tried to write and amazingly started with heartfelt lines, but more it went further, more it grapsed some sorrow. Why? Is it like this, that all kinds of fevers are clutted deep down in my soul? Noway…..I will surely write my happy poem one day!
So, today my mind (hopefully heart also) gave me these lines……..
A salty hope
admixed with sparkling smile
coming out from mind of diversion
Seemly gesture given to the sunset
To welcome night of totality.
A salty moment
admixed with mysterious rollickingness
coming out from mind of mystery
Freakish behavior given to love
To welcome blizzard of perplexity.
A salty touch
admixed with insensate solace
coming out from salacious ambiance
Rueful plight given to this enigma
To welcome some unkown dead hope.
I read somewhere in some blog (don’t remember now) - Kahil Gibran says there is nirvana in writing the last time of your poem. Looks like this is not the end of the poem. But what can be after this? I am unable to think. Can ‘dead hope’ be called nirvana?
two lines from this got me totally hooked on…
the salty hope and the salty touch..I am having so many interpretations of these words…man the lines were wonderful
Neilina – What you interpreted?
Rambler – felt hopes which leaves you more thirsty, hopes which you worked hard for….many things!
Neilina – Thanks Rambler!