Monday, August 06, 2007
searching...
give me a reason
a reason to love
to look for a moonbeam
in the starless sky above
give me faith
in a single grain of sand
to hold all the universe
in the palm of my hand
give me the joy
of an unshed teardrop
to wash away the oceans
when the heartbeat stops
give me a sunbeam
or a bud in half bloom
or a pearl in its oyster
or a real peacock plume.
give me the beauty
of an age old prose
the wisdom of the ancient
in the thorn of a rose.
a reason to love
to look for a moonbeam
in the starless sky above
give me faith
in a single grain of sand
to hold all the universe
in the palm of my hand
give me the joy
of an unshed teardrop
to wash away the oceans
when the heartbeat stops
give me a sunbeam
or a bud in half bloom
or a pearl in its oyster
or a real peacock plume.
give me the beauty
of an age old prose
the wisdom of the ancient
in the thorn of a rose.
by nutty at 5:27 PM |
17 Comments:
Really Nice....
very nice nutty!!! not so nutty after all! :)
what became of guitar playing friend??
[One side of me says...]
If that isn't totally a piece of imagination, then I sense something else.
A broken something.
My question would be ... "Will you ever? again?"
I just hope it's a figment of your imagination.
:)
[The other side says...]
Nice post. I didn't like the mood.
hmmmmm ..... ok.
PS: poetry is like a foreign language to me. can never understand it. yet i choose to sully your blog with my comment. sorry :)
nice...blogs are sure a good way of bringing out hidden talents!!!
@illusion - thanks!
@zee - ah! the guitar playing friend is now a very dear friend who just lives very far away ... alas! thank you :)
@nice new guy - I'm really not quite sure what to say... it was something I felt at the time I wrote it.. need not necessarily have been inspired by anything tangible... and it was meant to appreciate the joys of the little things in life and the power they can hold over us I guess.. I'm sorry you didn't like it :|
@ganju - lol! its ok :) I shall simply assume you're floored by my poetic brilliance and graciously thank you! :D
@chaitali - thank you! not sure about hidden talents but yes I think everyone who reads this spaces shares a common love for words :) me included!
ke baat se chori?
Nice one!
I loved this poem. Very much.
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Dear "Nutty",
Although we are appreciative of your poetic efforts, we regret to inform you that this poem that you have published is in violation of the terms of your poetic learner's permit. Under the terms of your permit, you are allowed only 8 syllables per line (with which you have complied) and 16 lines per poem (which you have obviously violated). You may use as many syllables / line and lines / poem as you wish once you have your full Poetic License. Consider this a warning; we will not take such offenses lightly in the future.
Regards,
Jonas Jacob Kuruvilla,
Poetic License Enforcer And Supervising Executive (PLEASE)
"Roll baby, roll. Baby roll" - Jim Morrison
7:08 AM
Wow! Where did that come from?! :))
@anshul - dhanywaad sarkar!
@satyajit - thank you!
@ruchika - lol! was that comment directed towards my poem or the comment posted above yours?
Jonas Jacob Kuruvilla,
Poetic License Enforcer And Supervising Executive (PLEASE)
Dear Ma'am/Sir,
I would humbly like to bring to the attention of the Ministry of Poetry that my poetic license has been due for quite a while now but has not been approved due to the recent changes to made to the order of the Ministry where by non-poetic bureaucrats (with all due respect, such as yourself) have been assigned the task to count words/syllables/lines of each qualifying poem there by making a statistical science of a freely expressed art form.
It is in opposition of this policy, and in an effort grab the attention of officials, like your esteemed self, that I have been compelled to violate the policies mentioned by you and protest out loud.
I implore you to inform the ministry of the sentiments of its humble poets and grant me my poetic license at the earliest possible.
With due regards,
Nutty
Dear "Nutty",
Your little protest has gone far enough. How can you throw tantrums like these so often and keep troubling your elders? We have, after all, been around longer than you have and by that simple fact, we know more than you do about life.
Beta, you have a lot to learn about things. Of course, at this tender age you won't understand the importance of syllable limits and line limits. In time, you will realise that possessing a Poetic License is a privilege and not a right. Bureaucracy and red-tapism exist for a reason; to protect innocent, young poets-in-training (such as yourself) from the dangers of Doggerel. Many of your generation have fallen prey to this evil; and in the Poetic License Enforcement Authority (PLEA), we are trying our hardest to eradicate this rapidly spreading evil.
Did you know that 83.24% of college-going students indulge in or have indulged in doggerel at some point of their college lives? This is obviously a very large number and does not bode well for the future of our nation.
So, with that in mind, please stay away from the doggerel-indulging crowd that is around you, and just say "No!". And stop throwing these tantrums, or I'll tell your mother reduce your chocolate ration.
Best Regards,
Jonas Jacob Kuruvilla,
Poetic License Enforcer And Supervising Executive (PLEASE)
"I wandered lonely as a cloud" - Wordsworth
Both.
:)
Jonas Jacob Kuruvilla,
Old - Poetic License Enforcer And Supervising Executive (O-PLEASE)
Dear Ma'am/Sir,
It is of course easy to see why you would respond in so belligerent a manner. It is understandable for you to have thought it would be most effective to defend your position by assuming a superior attitude.
Unfortunately you are unaware that the rise of the World of the Witty and Well-spoken (WWW) has given a new power to the Intellectual Proletariat (IP) and henceforth everyone with an IP Address is no longer subject to the whims of the PLEA.
It is on the basis of this new SPECial-Fact-dICtATION (SPECIFICATION) your efforts to fight, what was earlier presumed Doggerel but now considered to fall under the genre of Under-valued Dramatic Poetry (UDP), are appreciated but henceforth not required.
Kindly leave your signature by the firewall on your way out.
A humble subject of WWW,
Nutty
Brilliant!!
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