Seeds from sieves
Of a pensive mind
Holds each a
Joshua tree
One by one it
Grows to bloom
Smell of which would
Fill 'tis sanctuary soon
Alongside, in its shade,
I see her perch, upon
Some blossoms that’s withered,
Wide and spread
Adorned not in lavish taste
But in pristine pure,
Milky white
Gossamer lace
And there she waits
With a little grin
In an unruffled posture
Supporting, her chin
Answers, for many
Only she could give
To ward off, many of
My begotten grieves
Scathed by glow
I trod along the swath to reach
That Joshua, emblazoned,
Amidst others at night
Reaching her, with
Shadows falling behind
Bourbon eyes, succulent lips and with what not
she continues to allure this mind
Eons may have passed
In this gap or so I feel
Cursing the proximity between
longing to get close
Some sound of petals crack
Or so she spake..
Her lips, her eyes and even
Things around her spoke..
Staring at misted lotus feet
On my knees, feeling
Shackles of silence around
Diligently break free..
Ahhh, such is
Emancipation, I need
Such is dream I long
Could be real
Well.. the sun is back
Where it started
And myself,where I lay,
under this tree..
Rambling inspired by an 'image' from a friend's blog....
14 comments:
wow...cant find words man...
Sophia Thanks, know what we don need words, we jus need to be inspired and I found mine for this post.. Jus like the eyes image I saw in ur album
Demi *humbled*
This is exquisitely sensuous, man! I can see in this poem a "direct sensuous apprehension of thought".
I know you haven't struggled to find words here. The image was there in the mind and it naturally dictated poetry... Good!
And I can also see how the feminine form holds a greater appeal for you; from what you had told me earlier...
I liked the last four lines for its reluctance to stop. I know you would have wished to be under the tree forever, suffering the tender longings that it aroused...Rite?
:)
I like the entire pome, but the first two verses are exquisite.
Am so glad I read this! :)
Seeds from sieves
Of a pensive mind
Holds each a
Joshua tree
One by one it
Grows to bloom
Smell of which would
Fill 'tis sanctuary soon
"Answers, for many
Only she could give
To ward off, many of
My begotten grieves
Scathed by glow
I trod along the swath to reach
That Joshua, emblazoned,
Amidst others at night."
I like the images it invokes!
Vidya tell me have you been wrong ever..ofcourse you are right ..
Athena Thanks so much, I wished to continue this cos the urge cudn b sustained..but had to considering various inexplicable reasons ;-)
Gautami Thanks so much for comments. Yes the 'image' has/says it all. Am jus the instrument.
where is d pic from for this post...which pic is d spource of inspiration??
Sophia :) Can only tell you in words about the inspiration dear, the image remains with me, inside ..
Thanks divya.. ur comment means a lot..thanks again :)
"And there she waits
With a little grin
In an unruffled posture
Supporting, her chin"
Thanks to god for giving me the power of imagination....
"Ahhh, such is
Emancipation, I need
Such is dream I long
Could be real "
i too need that but when???????
nice poem...
:)
Short of words...short of comments :) Immaculate!!!
Lo...
(changed my profile on blogspot...but its me Lo) :)
when is the next post coming
Vishnu Thanks man
Lo Thanks..I was there and then your gone..eternal escapist
Sophia Inspire me then.. ;)
Except for the word 'unruffled' nothing jarred here! And I agree with Blue. The first two stanzas are exquisite. :-)
Cheers
Dan
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