And He made me a river, a tempest, a tide,
Coerced to run, night and day,
I lash'd at rock, flooded thicket,
Ached for sedation, yearn'd parole.
Bystander at the lychgate, I see you sob
Beloved departed, crypted, cremated.
I reach out to you, take my arm,
Alas but I only am a swift tide of water.
I bargain with Him, 'Let me stop
For a moment of solace, a word, a pat;
To comfort him with an 'all will be well',
And then I shall resume my vault to the sea'.
Yet He said, 'Slow down, not halt,
And haul his tear to the sea.
I steer fate; you run, he weeps
For you are a river, he a lover'.
Coerced to run, night and day,
I lash'd at rock, flooded thicket,
Ached for sedation, yearn'd parole.
Bystander at the lychgate, I see you sob
Beloved departed, crypted, cremated.
I reach out to you, take my arm,
Alas but I only am a swift tide of water.
I bargain with Him, 'Let me stop
For a moment of solace, a word, a pat;
To comfort him with an 'all will be well',
And then I shall resume my vault to the sea'.
Yet He said, 'Slow down, not halt,
And haul his tear to the sea.
I steer fate; you run, he weeps
For you are a river, he a lover'.
15 comments:
God!! How do u write something so deep ,yet so beautiful! You are only eighteen!!! I just loved the second para. Brilliant!
an absolute beauty ...
God! That was brilliant! :)
Loved it
-Jeevy
Only one word for it.....Amazing!
Thank you. :)
A real touching poem you've got there,girl.Intricate in thought, and brilliant in composition :)
Miss GRE(Duh!?)!! :P
Must be tagged Arbit blabber 8)
your the only blogger ive seen who can change the mood of ur literature without a trace!! really cool! totally opposite mood, compared to ur latest post. love ur vocab and ideas. keep it coming gal.
abhijit (frm facebook)
oh, this is serioulsy some gawd level poetry,,,
I share this guy's sentiment
=))
http://karthikcb.blogspot.com/2008/02/poetry.html
does it come as an aftermath of being lovesick and getting hurt?? dont worry, its a wide world out there. you are sure to find your true love someday..superb levels of intensity..loved it!!keep writing dear gal.
guess who? ;-)
No idea. Who?
And wrong. Is a different hurt altogether.. :)
this is worded so well that i grinned with delight while reading it :)
the last verse is beautiful.
and the personification of the river takes on new meanings each time i read it.
more in this vein would only mean more delight :)
A perfect 10.
My favourite. :)
:)
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