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Sunday, May 30, 2010

The Choice-Less Choice

Rating: 4.5
O poet!
What should be your poem like?
How will you find your melodious voice,
on the feathers of imagination singing and rhyming,
beneath the blue sky of a choice-less choice?

One said,
“Where will the pain and joys blink?
Where will desire and longings dance?
Where will the day and night sing?
Where will the earth and sky meet?
Were will the dreams take up wings?
In the poems, of course.
Straight from the heart and ever flowing,
the poem is spontaneity of emotion.
What is its format? What is its length?
Such things hardly matter.
In the air like a freely floating balloon,
can a reader relish without any bother,
in wit, humor, drama, or action,
weaving fantasy, full of attraction? ”

The Other said,
“No elaboration, no explanation!
Leave it to the reader’s comprehension,
engage him to figure out the hidden meaning,
the thoughts and emotions subtly ringing.
Brief and succinct, mysterious or abstract,
less said is to be better, providing much more impact.
The poem is suspense, subject to many interpretations,
engagement of the mind and heart in one session.”

O poet!
What one or the other says, you shouldn't care,
from the millions of shades come your notes like a flare.
Consider them rushing naturally and be wise.
Just try, adjust and synchronize.

O poet!
How will you find your melodious voice?
on the feathers of imagination singing and rhyming,
beneath the blue sky of a choice-less choice:
what is not imposed from anywhere,
but rather automatic, spontaneous, bursts forth in the air.

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Amrit Rathi
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COMMENTS
Noel Horlanda 13 June 2010
Love it! You started it with lovely lines and ended it in the same magical words as of the first. And you decorated it more suitable words in between. You're greater than me or any other poets in PH.
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Gita Ashok 06 June 2010
Very well written. You are certainly a very passionate poet. Your poem stands testimony to this fact.
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Mathew Brady 02 June 2010
[a choiceless choice. That is, what is not imposed from anywhere, But the automatic, spontaneous, bursts forth in the air.] -is the essence! Well said! voted 9/10
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warner treuter 01 June 2010
Such a concentration of words causes the reader through reflection on them to authorize himself. I suppose the poet goes to poetry whereas the poem must come to the poet, like a pet dog waiting to be fed and paid attention to. This I see as one aspect of a universal outline but details are in your poem. Such a wealth of concentration there. Cannot be absorbed in one reading. Commendable.
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Mukul Chaudhari 01 June 2010
A poem on poems. When I read this poem I could feel the thrill which a poet must be experiencing while writing a poem, How his/her mind races from extremes of the universe to the boundlessness of imagination. Yes, these lines are a tribute to this form of art. These lines are sheer passion!
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