Sur-Prizes!

Sur-Prizes!
Honored by Usha Ma'am & Rukhiya

Art of Living

>> Feb 9, 2010

For once I read my poetry
and caressed with my palm,
Felt what I have fathered
and suffered and altered and
still kept, dearly.

You may show indifference but deep down
between the pages, you have counted
stars and tears: same time, for one.

Your promises that were fulfilled
and wishes that were abandoned,
it still has the scent of the first red rose
that has died waiting to be savored, somewhere else.

The earthly smell and the aroma of rains
happily trespassed and blotted a few emotions
when you slept oneday keeping your window open.

I shall stand up and say this to all you poets.
If one night you feel like gasping,
Touch your memories that are etched and inked
as events, there inside your poetry.

I have heard emotions can soak.

For you will see glowworms
coming out of them,
and flying all around your room.
You freed them and saved a life (of your own).

Rejoice.

SoUmy@

8 well-wishers:

The unsure ascetic February 09, 2010 9:10 AM  

nice advice mate..it truly works.

Usha Pisharody February 09, 2010 9:37 AM  

For you will see glowworms
coming out of them,
and flying all around your room.
You freed them and saved a life (of your own).

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Flabbergasted!

And rejoicing! Yes emotions soak, and free you at the same time! And how beautifully have you captured all of that!!!

Thank you!

Cinderella February 10, 2010 3:38 AM  

Oh my gosh!

Can someone really write like this?!! This is is completely outta this world...breath-taking, surreal...and so much more, my vocabulary fails to help right now.

Every single stanza speaks volumes, and the last one tugs at my heart.

I am floored and uplifted..and my spirits soar high, as this piece rewinds in my head.

"Rejoice" !

sadho February 10, 2010 12:20 PM  

Will surely do it, Lord. .. nd for the starter.. I hv even noted it down.

:)

heavealie February 25, 2010 4:47 AM  

very well written and the poems of a poet are surely a part of their lives,like a memory reminding them things which were once precious or small things which we forget but are still a part of us!!really liked your words and glad to find another fellow poet!!keep writing.

Tamarind~ February 28, 2010 4:22 AM  

What an imagery, mate! Beautiful!

Tamarind~ March 12, 2010 10:14 PM  

O God, what an imagery & what a mood it created! It flowed directly from hear.. and it runs deep!!

Shiv... April 24, 2010 12:47 AM  

Nice...

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