mind space
imagine a hundred horses,
running in the space for one.
imagine a hundred ideas,
all swimming hard..
... and just one of them takes root,
and blossoms into a flower.
Imagine what I feel,
When you ask for love,
When I can escape,
being here,
and mind somewhere.
Imagine the pain
Imagine the plight
I want to fill a hundred moons
into that space called mind
and you want to possess all of me.
Imagine...
How hard I breathe,
How I fall,
How much I hate
To have no wings
To have no sight.
And then for a moment
Imagine why I never tell you.
( imcomplete !)
Sunil R Nair 3/12/04
running in the space for one.
imagine a hundred ideas,
all swimming hard..
... and just one of them takes root,
and blossoms into a flower.
Imagine what I feel,
When you ask for love,
When I can escape,
being here,
and mind somewhere.
Imagine the pain
Imagine the plight
I want to fill a hundred moons
into that space called mind
and you want to possess all of me.
Imagine...
How hard I breathe,
How I fall,
How much I hate
To have no wings
To have no sight.
And then for a moment
Imagine why I never tell you.
( imcomplete !)
Sunil R Nair 3/12/04
Labels: poetry
Selected by Anonymous |
15:26 |
3 Comments:
The lines sans CAPS in the beginning and then the progression to proper capitalization gives this poem an intrinsic build-up of climax. While reading it, I had this impression of horses, ideas, etc just materializing as shaped wafts of air and then growing more and more real towards the end ... an intensifying anguish.
Very cool!
Liked the last two stanzas...
Ask me why
Dilfiza
love the way it begins. and the way it ends.
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