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Adrift
Don’t accuse my thirst
Thirst itself is thirsty here.
Yet my being carries ocean inside
Floating as I am.
How is there the aim
In the splash of the ocean
Waves merely walk aimlessly
Shaking myself.
Futile thirsty I am
Walk, loaded the brine on head.
No meanings pertain to my dreams
Only streams fall
To penetrate the earth
linking me to the horizon
Then I sneak a look from there-
Above this condition
Under this condidtion
Above this pang
Under this pang
from idealistic horizon
Now,
My dream is able to impede time.
somewhere in the obscurtity
Two lizards,
Quarry the insects
I’m grateful to the sun
This is symbol of con
Like me- the con
Rises in morning and sets in eves
Mere a rusty machine than a business.
I persist on losing
Among
Lizards and the insects
Scuffle between existences
Brine, I, and the sun-
Complementary existence
Adrift as I am
Prolong the aimless expedition.
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I really like this line:
No meanings pertain to my dreams
Only streams fall
To penetrate the earth
linking me to the horizon |
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Comment by: Kav Online- 2008-07-07 11:10
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| Great work as always Sandesh. This was so beautifully written and loved the vivid imagery- i could almost picture this in your words. Congrats |
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Comment by: Somnius - 2008-04-22 20:56
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I loved this. The style's...It's solid, it backs itself up. "How is there the aim In the splash of the ocean Waves merely walk aimlessly"
God, I love that. I also like the last stanza, it's wonderful. This is stuff I would buy, and I mean that. Like, ifI was to read this on a random page of a book, I would definitely end up buying it. |
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