Shruti Goswami


Dream


Blue ice, wrapped in fire,
Melt as the mists rupture
To reveal a starry sky.
And just a moon.
Full bloom, as stardust settles
On the ground,
As dew and dust gleaned
Through ages of fusion,
Cover the elysian dream,
In the deserts of time.
And just a rose.
A desert rose,
Like a full moon,
Blossoms in the quiet depths,
In the oasis of mind.

Submitted: Wednesday, October 30, 2013
Edited: Thursday, October 31, 2013

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  • Rookie - 210 Points Shruti Goswami (10/31/2013 11:46:00 AM)

    Thank you for your comment.However, poetry is the highest form of written words, and therefore, is open to a plethora of interpretations.It isn't necessary that the readers interpret in the same way as the poet feels.On the contrary, a reader may bring out an entirely different angle of the same lines which the poet might not have envisioned.Wisdom varies, and the use of metaphors is not to test it, rather to compliment the readers sense of feeling and connecting to the metaphor in their own way. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 3,908 Points Khairul Ahsan (10/31/2013 11:40:00 AM)

    @Shruti Goswami,
    Metaphor well explained, thanks!
    But please also remember that poetry should be easily understood by the readers. This is not an intellectual exercise where readers are subject to wisdom test. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 210 Points Shruti Goswami (10/31/2013 12:47:00 AM)

    There are two aspects shown here.The entire poem speaks of the awakening of the mind, its blossoming.The blue ice denotes the frozen winter that melts at the touch of inspiration to reveal a clear mind.Blue ice is also the ice formed when snow falls on a glacier and is compressed.Therefore, it also denotes a state of limitation and compression of the mind which is freed by inspiration.This is the explanation of the metaphor used. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 94 Points Aman Arora (10/30/2013 3:39:00 PM)

    Blue ice, wrapped in fire,
    Melt as the mists rupture

    I did not understand the metaphor. If you can please explain? (Report) Reply

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