Stand for the sadness,
Cumbersome...
And hefty...
Beneath...
The ocean of ideas
In its violent tumult!!
And on the shore...
Stands the darkened tall tower
Erected by the thoughts.
A blend of colours,
The shade of black and white,
A total diffusion of darkness,
And the tumultuous uproar of violent waves.
I came this shore before a long time.
Might be immemorial,
Could have picked up some
Pearls and oysters,
From the depths unlit.
That time my collection had
Some black pebbles too...
Naturally...
For the second time,
What if I cross the ocean once again?
To try my luck,
To see the curiosities ahead,
In the midst of waves.
What if my new wealth this time
Constitute some stones precious...
No! The ocean,
The mighty home of dreams...
I won’t let myself ever go
From your grasp on my wishes,
And on my thoughts!!!
7 comments:
nallathu
Hi Mr.Tom How R U?
You have a nice sense of design, you maintain your blog very well...
Thnks spy..but havent u seen my new post yet?
Yes Tom, you are intelligent and a good poet... what are you doing? - A journalist/ lecturer or something like that? (good language)
Thnx Spy,
so u don know me..i thot u know me..come to d light n reveal ur own identity so that we can have an open talk fr some time..
"I am Tom..Preferably Tomz..Not a poet, not a lyricist, not a writer, nothing..." - Huble and simple words... Nice to read... but I doubt... are all these poems are yours own or from your collection?, I am very sorry yaar, I cannot come to light... you can trace me in orkut, search for "Rakesh Nair"
Spy,
I searched..but there are a lot of Rakesh Nairs
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