Earthen pot
i moulded the clay,
supple in my warmth
and created an earthen pot.
Filled it with dreams,
seeded with life,
safely securely,
How would i know?
everyday it drained,
left stains and scrapes.
and somewhere
when i forgot,
all those dreams escaped.
leaving behind
An earthen pot
with the rim intact
and the womb all cracked
life all drained.
every now and then
it rains here in my life
and each drop that collects
resembles those dreams.
optical illusions
of the water stored years ago.
i moulded the clay again,
supple in my warmth
and created an earthen pot.
alas, it never has been like my old earthen pot.
(was trying something here and did not like the final outcome, will await your verdict)
supple in my warmth
and created an earthen pot.
Filled it with dreams,
seeded with life,
safely securely,
How would i know?
everyday it drained,
left stains and scrapes.
and somewhere
when i forgot,
all those dreams escaped.
leaving behind
An earthen pot
with the rim intact
and the womb all cracked
life all drained.
every now and then
it rains here in my life
and each drop that collects
resembles those dreams.
optical illusions
of the water stored years ago.
i moulded the clay again,
supple in my warmth
and created an earthen pot.
alas, it never has been like my old earthen pot.
(was trying something here and did not like the final outcome, will await your verdict)
Labels: poetry
Selected by Anonymous |
11:04 |
3 Comments:
agree with max!
but if you must add/subtract, then follow your initial thought of building a pot for your dreams...instead of optical illusions etc.,say:
so i moulded some more clay/ and built another pot/would never be the same/i know/but hopes make warm this brand new pot/ and i am not the same.
i am not the same sounds very idiotic right now, but the idea that you have grown too/ have changed is the idea...creating, moulding pots is such a positive idea, please end it on a positive note...just my tuppence worth...
This is beautiful...loved the delicate imagery the most....but I do have to say the ending was well for want of a better word tame...I feel it would have been better if you had ended it at "...stored years ago"...no?
deep and soft as the earthern pot !
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