like two birds perched
on a damp branch
we sat there
by the mid-day sea
after days of endless
downpour that confined
us to indoors
the sky's still overcast
hand in hand
we sat and heard
nothing but the
roar of the sea that
absorbed the endless
nightmares left
unspoken for days...
that afternoon
by the heavy monsoon sea
i once again
felt re-claimed
06oct2009
22.00hrs
..... and a dropp merged into sea to become ocean..... beautiful, indira....i think, one of your best, dear....
yes, overwhelming. 'nothing but the roar of the sea that absorbed the endless nightmares left unspoken for days...' loved it. very expressive, and emotional. thank you very much ma'am.
in the midst of difficulties, a moment of calmness and a small rest gives strength to carry on.........i loved it, indira ma'am.
A wonderfully mature and sensitive piece with an exquisitely done transition from the natural to the personal at the end.10, no doubt.
'that afternoon / by the heavy monsoon sea / i once again / felt re-claimed' lovely lines.
A very expressive piece Indira...I loved the last line -'I once again felt reclaimed'
Nariman point, Mumbai alas! My aunt lives a loner there.No eclipse of love is there in her life after my uncle's death way back 2007 April.it could not be seen from my place Tehran though it is by distance not that far.It is angular way from Karachi port via IRAN-LAND OF ARYANS AND PERIANS and nightingales and ancient historical hyelographics and places.I could not become a Prince Of Persia but i wish the one with you was good enough before the blue valour of the Arabian Sea.The sea always roars.Never claims anyone and if by chance claims someone throws back to the shore again -taking life or breathing life away.Thats why sea is always breathtakingly beautiful-its the way b/w life and death...moments of pleasure.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very nice and romantic poem. pl see my poms dwell in my soul-pg1 watch the magic happen pg3