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R.K Das

Rookie (22, january / INDIA)

Ah! You Didn't Know?

In an evening of events,
He and I met together
In the City-Coffee House
And broke the silence of a millennium
Over a steaming-cup of coffee.

He spoke and I listened.
Slowly I discovered
The iron-gates of the castle-in-ruins
Opened up with a crackle before my eyes
And the rusty past shed its darkness
To a shining glory.

He identified the strange and precious gems
Stored in the womb of the ruins
And I, on my part, recognised them
In their antique glory.

Encouraged by his profound knowledge
And sense of beauty I thought;
I could at least show him
The mundane vapours
Flying from the hot cup of coffee.

He observed them,
And admonishing me for
My idiocy, said:

“You thought they’re ordinary vapours,
Nay, they are ephemeral curls of steam
Heading upwards
Like benign souls! ”
And further added
“These curls of steam are cycles
Of birth and death,
You didn’t know”?

I said, “No, I didn’t know,
Now that you said,
I know.”

Submitted: Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Edited: Thursday, August 04, 2011

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  • Rookie - 606 Points Jasbir Chatterjee (7/31/2012 1:25:00 AM)

    I guess it all depends on how you look at things...even mundane things suddenly assume great importance when one looks at the history behind them... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 416 Points Shahzia Batool (12/24/2011 12:29:00 AM)

    you are a master hand it's deep and beautiful...you can dramatise even the philosophy i could feel n visualize the scene as if HE was talking to me (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 9,460 Points Soulful Heart (10/7/2011 1:05:00 AM)

    ...........strange and precious gems
    Stored in the womb of the ruins............. thats really whats needed in this fast pace world for some one to understand u for u are and not some imagined shadow...........well written so 'ephemeral'........... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Minu Alex (10/5/2011 10:44:00 AM)

    Wow! wonderful! really gud, the way two of them taking over cup of coffee and how the ordinary vapours, become
    ephemeral curls of steam (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Sajna Kailas (9/14/2011 10:37:00 AM)

    “These curls of steam are cycles
    Of birth and death,
    You didn’t know”? a matter of great concern! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! now i also knew it, thanks a lot! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 29 Points Renu Kakkar (9/14/2011 2:21:00 AM)

    very nice..i liked the vision depicted as cycle of life and death rising as curls of vapours from the hot cup of coffee (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 812 Points Unwritten Soul (9/8/2011 2:33:00 AM)

    Ah! '“No, I didn’t know, Now that you shared here, I know.”...lol borrow your words :) _Unwritten Soul (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Shamin Shah (8/4/2011 1:05:00 AM)

    I am in a trance after reading this poem...
    There is so much depth in this one.
    everything in the world has a meaning...a story to tell and you depicted that very well in your poem.

    And further added
    “These curls of steam are cycles
    Of birth and death,
    You didn’t know”?
    I never ponderd to think about this and I also never knew this.
    100/10 (Report) Reply

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