Friday, December 17, 2010

Soliloquy



In the deathly stillness of the night,
I hear only the whispering winds.
They speak of frozen memories and tinkling laughter.
And fragments of long-forgotten times.
Was the night so lonesome and cold...
Just the day before?
Maybe not.
Or maybe I am always the last one to know.
Things that have gone missing...
Have been craftily concealed somewhere-
Within this ever-widening chasm.
Will I ever be able to find them again?
Maybe not.
Or maybe I will...
When a new day dawns again.




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24 comments:

PULKIT said...

Hey your expression is very honest and you pen your thoughts beautifully. I just loved it.
"whispering winds", a beautiful ingenius oxymoron :)

take care
god bless,

regards
P

Selenium said...

:)
Wonderfully described... like always.

Sayandeep Kundu said...

This is simply awesome sammy...
It sounds magical..musical.. and very lyrical as well.. so well written..
dreams and imaginations swiveling round an eternal quest to explore the unknown..
mesmerizing...
Love and regards~ Sayandeep

Samadrita said...

@Pulkit: Thanks for those kind words. Although I'm unable to understand how 'whispering winds' is an oxymoron. Please enlighten.

@Selenium: :-) Thank you.

@Sayandeep: Um actually this wasn't about an eternal quest to explore the unknown. Rather something much simpler....my personal feelings. Anyway it's upto the reader to come up with his/her own interpretation. Thank you for the appreciation though. :)

vivek said...

Hi,

I like this stanza ..i.e
"
Things that have gone missing...
Have been craftily concealed somewhere-
Within this ever-widening chasm.
Will I ever be able to find them again"...

yes surely we will be able to find that charm , we often get lost in the past or future and just forget the present moment ..which is right there ..inviting us to enjoy each and every bit of it.

Overall a lovely ..post :)

Enchanta said...

Beautiful post... The darkest hours before dawn always enriches us with the most thought provoking moments!
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Siddhesh 'Ravan' Kabe said...

That was lovely sammy.... took me a while to understand but beautifully expressed!!!

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Alka Gurha said...

Love the optimism...beautiful

Nethra said...

Well! I'm not sure whether I got what you meant to convey but whatever I understood, it was nice. :)

Purba said...

It's just a phase and this too shall pass.

♫ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♫ ayu ♫ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♫ said...

i guess im feeling that way too!

esp. this cold December breeze!idk..it's just making me lonely and all..hahaha..

Chandrika Shubham said...

Beautiful. :)

Rajlakshmi said...

an absolute beauty...
brilliant imagery and beautifully worded

♫ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♫ ayu ♫ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♫ said...

@sammy: hmm.. thanks! btw..i dunno how to put the FB like button..>.<

D2 said...

Lovely poem, Sammy. A new day is ever brightening and healing. The treasures left away in the chasm shall be found in new day's light.

BTW, I'd written a poem revolving around this picture too! Funny that it's so very different.
Wishful Thinking

d said...

beautiful

GvSparx said...

Amazingly written. I wonder how you compile those emotions in such few words... Amazing!!
I guess you might like..
Death not yet
Merry Christmas :)

vamsi said...

Simple yet beautiful !! The HOPE to experience a better tomorrow.. The only saviour in times of crisis.. Very true indeed !!

Anish said...

beautiful...specially the last two lines-that's the hope that keeps people going...

a truthmark said...

... nice poetry !!

Dibakar Sarkar said...

Excellent... having a soothing flow of words...

Blasphemous Aesthete said...

Interesting lines.
Remembrance, can be a sentence, but it comes to you with a second chance in tow
Don't lose it, don't refuse it, cos you cannot learn a thing you think you know

A new light is warm, shining down on you after the storm
Don't mourn what is gone, greet the dawn

Lyrics by ~Poets of the fall

The optimism in hope for finding the old artifacts in the chasm when dawn strikes, its good.

Cheers,
Blasphemous Aesthete

Shruti said...

Some really beautiful lines.
Many a times, when i hear the sound of wind during the dead of night, i imagine penning a line or two on it. Never got down writing one.
You've expressed it beautifully.
Cheers!

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