There is a lot of truth in a parabola.
No two souls at either ends
are equi-distant.
Sometimes too close,
at times too far, we are.
Some say, acceptance is one
form of resignation!
I believe, its to know when
we need to take the parched leaf
out of the book and remember
how to forget; vice-versa.
Life is too direct for an abstract figure
or may be an opulent realization.
So, our little moments of truth
hide and seek and lie and die
somewhere near the rear window,
the broken chairs and the old books
and granny's mahogany bed.
In these points, where
facts and figures and favours and follies
intermix- boil- burn- vaporize and condense again,
You get back life, unaltered.
Need not you say,
philosophies are born where
one looks up to the sky for a daylight
and the Sun is eclipsed,
just then!
SoUmY@
[Little moment of reckoning this! :) ]
No two souls at either ends
are equi-distant.
Sometimes too close,
at times too far, we are.
Some say, acceptance is one
form of resignation!
I believe, its to know when
we need to take the parched leaf
out of the book and remember
how to forget; vice-versa.
Life is too direct for an abstract figure
or may be an opulent realization.
So, our little moments of truth
hide and seek and lie and die
somewhere near the rear window,
the broken chairs and the old books
and granny's mahogany bed.
In these points, where
facts and figures and favours and follies
intermix- boil- burn- vaporize and condense again,
You get back life, unaltered.
Need not you say,
philosophies are born where
one looks up to the sky for a daylight
and the Sun is eclipsed,
just then!
SoUmY@
[Little moment of reckoning this! :) ]
Comments
facts and figures and favours and follies
intermix- boil- burn- vaporize and condense again,
You get back life, unaltered."
fabulous write....its like you have condensed an entire universe of thoughts and feelings into this write...well that's the kind of effect it had on me...lovely work!
or may be an opulent realization.
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In these points, where
facts and figures and favours and follies
intermix- boil- burn- vaporize and condense again,
You get back life, unaltered."
You had me floored there! :)
I loved the 2nd stanza. The opening line is perhaps the hardest facets life throws at our side. But you tallied it with poise !
Splendid !!
And the best line is
"one looks up to the sky for a daylight
and the Sun is eclipsed,"
luvd the fathoms underneath!!!
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