Darkness...

>> Thursday, November 15, 2007

A thousand muffled voices within
had bid you begone,
the night when you’d disappeared
around
that last bend in the road.

As the old ennui sets in again,
let me thank
the brief flare of
your presence
which emphasized
this darkness about me
.

Emanating from a cavern wherein
discords wail,
it jeers and sings
mournful notes
devoid of hope
though it meets
my mood.

There is no despondency
when I sleep every night

for the only stranger
I wake up beside,
is me.

15 comments:

aria November 15, 2007 at 3:05 PM  

Just posting a little something to indicate I'm moving on .. but 'those' posts will stay as I'm reeling yet, under that 'copying' drama and still am in that horrible writer's block.

Equivocationalist November 15, 2007 at 4:09 PM  

Aria, I'm glad I only came across your last post in lieu of your decision not to follow up on it. I would, of course, have been among those clamouring for your return. You have a certain quality to your words that is sorely lacking in my own; something I hope in time to learn from you.
I would feel as distraught as you, to see my work twisted by knaves (to plagiarise Kipling ;) ). It's for that reason that I don't post so much these days, because I'm working on a project I'd like to keep offline, away from prying and thieving eyes.
But even if I don't seem to be so active, I keep an eye on your blog.
I'm glad you haven't deserted us, your loyal fans.

Equivocationalist November 15, 2007 at 4:12 PM  

Aria, I'm glad I only came across your last post in lieu of your decision not to follow up on it. I would, of course, have been among those clamouring for your return. You have a unique other-worldly quality to your words, which we would all be the poorer for, were you to give in to such knaves.

Nash November 16, 2007 at 12:37 AM  

Aria, Glad to see your post. Needless to say that its lovely!

Dooka November 16, 2007 at 3:23 AM  

Aria,

'for the only stranger
I wake up beside, is me.'

You dont have a writer's block! This one is really nice and I am able to connect to it.. just like everything else you write.

Waiting to read more... and oh yeah, try to ignore the copying episode. pleeease.

Love,
dooks

asuph November 16, 2007 at 9:04 PM  

whoa! welcome back.

The theme seems to run through lot of your poems, but the treatment sets each one apart. this has your characteristic poise. The last stanza is sublime. the third one jarred a bit. in the absence of any punctuation (passing on criticisms that O get for my poems ;-)) it's also cryptic. Not that being cryptic is a crime.


(sorry for the impertinence, in advance)

Emanating from a cavern
wherein discords wail,
it jeers and sings
mournful notes devoid of hope.

Is the last line needed, but for completing 4 lines in the stanza? I'm wondering.

But I'm glad.

asuph.

Alok November 17, 2007 at 4:14 PM  

I liked the 2nd para a lot ... the last one as asuph pointed out is sublime ....

welcome back :)


Alok

Inconsequential November 18, 2007 at 12:38 AM  

cycles up hill
coasts down
glutton for dips.
ink like water,
flows best with gravity.
i cry when i wake
failed again.
failed.

aria November 19, 2007 at 3:10 AM  

Equivocaionalist .. Yes I remember, you taking off something that I was following earnestly. You did the right thing.. now I can understand. Thank you very much your words are valued.

Nash .. Thanks! Always a pleasure to read your comment.

Dooks .. Thank you. I'm so happy that you are still around.

Asuph .. Don't be sorry.. you always make my task easier. Thank you always, for pointing the flaws. Actually I had edited half nonsense to make the stanzas, four lines each. That line I thought was meaningful .. but sigh .. now afer reading your version .. I have to say it sounds far better. As for the punctuation .. hehe .. in the entire stanza I thought only one comma was needed .. oops .. thanks again .. I should think more in future.

Alok .. Thank you. Glad you liked.

Inconsequential .. Lovely, as usual. Thanks for your words.

PS - Sorry for late reply to comments. There is something wrong with my connectivity.. I'm not able to access comments page of blogger, properly.

Kalyan November 19, 2007 at 4:00 AM  

lovely words...you have crafted it beautifully...nice to know you are back and moving on...this is all part of life & will wish your writers block goes away soon & we get to see some real beautiful poems & posts...keep going!

vi November 20, 2007 at 5:52 PM  

nice to see you finally posted something...I checked in and :) nice poem...aajkal prose nahi likhti ho ;)

parikrama November 27, 2007 at 1:46 AM  

Would yu believe if i say that I am suffering from commentator's block ?

Writing blogs - I have given up..

Photography - I am in process of giving up.. (just clicked normal touristy pics using point-n-shoot camera during my recent 2 weeks vacation)

Commenting - was one thing which came easily to me.. now I am struggling to even do that.. *sigh*

Totally identify with the "recluse" bit. I was only too happy that my landline went dead when I was in India.. That gave me excuse for not calling up my friends or not picking their calls when I was there..

So totally understand your blues phase.. That reminds me, i need to acknowlede your comment on my "Blues" pic :) Take care.

p.s. : The only bright spot in our (yours n mine) life : The blazing form that SRT is in offlate :) Life is fair afterall..

The Individualist November 28, 2007 at 8:36 AM  

Loved it.
It was simple. And to the point. And yet, in many ways, elaborate too. Loved it.
And as for all the 'copying drama', it sucks, doesn't it? -frowns and stares at his page. :(

aria November 29, 2007 at 2:58 PM  

Kalyan .. Thanks for your lovely comment.

Vi .. Thank you. In fact aajkal kuch bhi likhne ka mann nahi karta. I don’t even know, if its ‘poetry’ they are just some disjointed thoughts :(

IW .. I know what you mean. I've almost given up, myself. I have a reader’s block too. I don’t even feel like reading these days. Hugs for mentioning Sachin .. that’s the brightest spot . .and I’m not complaining much though I’d been really sick lately .. running high fever and all that. Btw have you checked sachinism.com? I’m spending lots of time there .. reading, of course.
Thank you for dropping by.

Individualist .. Really happy to see you. Glad, you liked. Thank you. :)

Kunjubi April 5, 2008 at 6:33 AM  

There is no despondency
when I sleep every night
for the only stranger
I wake up beside, is me....Strange desires, stranger feelings,marooned emotions,undefined relationships,ambiguous understandings... are all strangers in the bed.... They live inside and we do not admit them If they are not causing any melancholy in the mind sleep well ..One more feather in your cap! Aria...Cheers.

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