Treasure Island

rajagopal haran

(21.04.1962 / Tiruchirapalli-Tamilnadu-India)

085.Living impressions


The impulse on seeing
The light so bright
Effulgent in and around
Driving me crazy
Transforming into moth
I hop into the blaze!

Having fallen deep,
The heat touching the soul,
Displace the flame
That burns in and out,
To the wicker of my heart
Making myself
As the firefly you like!

Isolating myself
Amidst the waterfalls
Forgetting self
In the murmur of the sparrows,
Drying away the tears
Those roll down my cheeks,
I look above in the sky
That also turns dark,
Reflecting my mind
The chilling air
Shrilling my body
Clouds pour their tears
Paralleling my outbursts!

Who can comprehend that easy
The crying of these entities?

26 12 09

Submitted: Saturday, December 26, 2009
Edited: Thursday, December 31, 2009
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