A radical shot
Out of a wild seed
In a scant wilderness
The dicot it was
Nurtured not
Just grew without concern.
It then became a shrub
Without knowing its fate
Why did it grow?
An immortal green.
The air had life
It nursed the green hard
Taught it pride.
The green became a tree.
The immortal it was
Blessed by cruel fate
Overshadowed all smiles
The change never came.
The tree overgrew
Into a wild beast
Engulfed every bit
Oh! No trace of hope.
The beast brought tears
Was unequal to none
Neither acknowledged blood
Nor anybody's love.
Until that one day
When eternity knocked
Asked the wild beast
Where did it come from?
The beast all set
The darling crook he was
Answered in no regret
"My genesis is unreasoned love".
Such a pleasant read, shrouding every little feeling in minimal words. The portrait too is so sublime it might dissolve into a few people's lives, without twitching their characters. metaphorical and as white.
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful. In every sense of the word.
ReplyDeleteAllegories and allusions fascinate me.
To borrow from Sherry's choice of words, the poem was beautiful - probably alluding also to the unemployed restrain that could be used upon the beast.
ReplyDeleteBut one thing I didn't understand was whether the unrestrained love alluded to, was TOWARDS the one 'harboring' the beast or was it BY the one harboring it?
TC.
@ A- Thanks dear.
ReplyDelete@ Sherry- Thank you.
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@ Ketan- The best thing about poems is: they are subjective. As for your answer, it's both.
ReplyDeleteThanks
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superb yaar......i reaaly hav 2 put my all efforts 2 understand its deep meaning.....its AWESOME.....
ReplyDelete@ Akshay- Thanks for commenting, appreciating and making an effort to understand.
ReplyDeleteKeep Writing
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Wonderfully written. The title reminded me of these lines -
ReplyDeleteHar ghadi khud se ulajhna hai muqadarr mera ,
Main hi kashti hu, mujhi mein hai samandar mera..
:)
@ Ashish-
ReplyDeleteBilkul sahi farmaya apne.
Thanks for your comment.
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