Wednesday, 9 October 2013
Ordeal Of A Different Kind...
For years I stayed ,
In the same place ,
Protecting you and your family...
From every approaching storm...
Upholding my poise , maintaining my calm.
Fiery summer noons , freezing winter nights...
My body signalled to give up...
Still I persevered with all my might.
As the showers of first rain touched the earth...
It spread a curve on yours lips...
But ...I had to face the wrath...
Of lightening and thunder bolts spreading across the sky ,
Searching for a link to merge with the land dry.
Friends , Relatives or Acquaintances ,
If they come over ...
Appreciate the magnificent glass windows ,
But forget to recognise me ... giving it cover .
May be the graceful black frames were more alluring for their eyes .
It was wrong for me to expect , to get noticed with a torso of pale white.
Slowly as the night creeped in...
Spreading silver rays of the moon
I felt I have found my long lost friend in him ,
Precious and pure...just like a flowing stream.
This imaginary world of mine ,
Crashed down like a pack of cards
Reminding me of my duties ,
Declaring I am mere guard .
Every night when you close the windows ,
Securing your land of dreams ,
Somber heart of mine..quietly screams.
Over a decade I awaited , spinning strands of love ,
Desiring to unite with my old friend , Amidst lovely ballad songs.
Patience rewards you the most , I realized that day ...
When your house was rejuvenated , for the need of more space.
You removed me from the old room
And restored , in a new block...
Forget about anybody else , even there was no window to pull me back.
My languish of decades ...came to an end,
Breaking unseen chains ,
Letting me feel the gentle breeze and the first drops of rain .
Glad I am at your humble thoughts of not replacing me ,
Rather , helping me in finding myself and understanding my worth..
Honestly today , till my very core...spread a galvanising thrill ,
Yes , I did feel it...Although I am a mere Iron Grill .
The guavas weren't ripe enough his ambitions were surely the sun too craved laziness he never did through mud filled paths and f...
The river asked one day, To gravels beneath, How do you stay calm as I crush you everyday, Over riding your land, making you go astray? ...
Stop running dear, It's not an escape, Face your fears, After all what's at stake ? Repute, Fortune, Status, It's all fa...