Somewhere the expressions
Should find a vent;
The deep yearnings that
Lay underneath
Buried under sediments of Corpses
Of suppressed emotions fossilized in time.
The Core
Perhaps
Is still alive.
Who looks deep
Or cares to dig;
The tides around you
Keep
The humdrum of survival
On.
The Sun and the Stars above you
Hold at bay the lure
Of diving deep
For the real Pearl
In the Oyster
Which perhaps now rests pretty
In the core
Resigned to its fate
Of getting fossilized
One day.
But what about the occasional Bubbles
Which seep out once a while
Emanating from the Core
To find their way
Through the sediments
Collecting a few more of their kind along
As they rise.
The Waves and the Sun
And the Stars
How much ever their interplay
Can’t stop the Bubbles
Escaping the discerning eye.
As the turbulence gets more rough
Do I just take the deep dive
To get to the Core
And perhaps get fossilized
With the Pearl
In the Oyster!
A very well written poem about self-expression with some valuable imagery.. Thanks for sharing :)
Without much of a doubt Saikat.. But one gets used to it with time.. Beauty is attractive only when it's newly experienced :)
Thank you, Souren. Living in Chandannagore must be interesting... Been there as a child - historic place.
Thank you, Kelly. I read Horsefly and was pleasantly surprised by the twist at the end which left me thinking...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A well articulated train of thought insightfully penned in poetic diction with conviction. A lovely poem indeed. Thanks for sharing Saikat. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
Hello Chinedu. Powerful expression with a streak of optimism while concluding. I liked the flow of expressions in Mzansi And The Ballot Box. Very co-incidental that I am coming to SA this monthend! Will be visiting Mandela House and Satyagraha Museum.