>> Thursday, March 13, 2008

Yesterday, you were a lighter smudge
in dingy sky, whereby shafts tinged
the soiled chunks of
my life, the muddy footpaths, and branches
not that I blame you entirely
for perpetual gray fog,
it being, the winter of memories.

Now that you’ve embraced the drab,
color looks out of place everywhere
tomorrow, like the February sun
you might emanate lucidity without warmth.
the world reveals itself
in tiny increments, integrated tangibly
when ingested over time,
in this distant year, the month of March
has offered, the foretaste of summer.

The slide of winter into spring
had been imperceptible,
frozen gray, to gutsy gray,
buds impaired, no color anywhere
today held, just briefly,
a touch of magic-
that cannabinolic splendor of
the morning after sleepless nights.


Casperbaba March 13, 2008 at 1:10 AM  

the more i read your work..
the more i get mezmerised by you....
the more i want to learn...
the more i get from you....

lady, i must tell you... u have a fan in me all the way... just love the way you'keep' your words in those lines. and they just shape up your thought.
BRAVO! nd WOW! is all i can say....

aria March 13, 2008 at 1:29 AM  

Hey Casper.. thats really sweet of you, thank you. I kinda scribbled it.. just an hour back .. feels great already, really. thanks again. :)

Casperbaba March 13, 2008 at 2:18 AM  

hey can i ask u sumfin'?

aria.. ur name... its italian for air if i m not mistaken...

how do u identify with this name...
i see alot of eathiness to u rather, but then again its my POV.

u cud elaborate better.

aria March 13, 2008 at 2:43 AM  

Actually I wasn't aware of it's italian meaning :) In English, its a musical term.. mainly used for solo songs..

Casperbaba March 13, 2008 at 2:46 AM  

"solo" indeed!
song... u make em' everyday....

aria March 13, 2008 at 2:48 AM  

aah thanks :) You are kind.

Anonymous March 13, 2008 at 7:17 AM  

lovely words...you have crafted it beautifully...we can feel a hint of this beautiful season, which you have wonderfully mixed it in the lines with life...beautiful!

Nash March 13, 2008 at 4:33 PM  

"that cannabinolic splendor of
the morning after sleepless nights"

Awestruck, great visual.

vi March 13, 2008 at 7:25 PM  

Bahut khoob! Esp liked these lines

Now that you’ve embraced the drab,
color looks out of place everywhere
tomorrow, like the February sun
you might emanate lucidity without warmth.

aria March 13, 2008 at 10:50 PM  

Flyingstars.. thank you. I don't really like this weather, its neither hot nor cold but then .. never mind.. :)

Nash.. thanks! Glad you liked.

Vi.. those are my favorite lines too :D Great to see you.. hope you are doing better now, though I don't see any new post on your blog.. take care and thanks, as always :)

Kunjubi March 14, 2008 at 1:09 AM  

To chase a cloud of seasons with tempestous words and to strew its short, but weary way with flowers of your thought, and impart new feelings and meanings to it..This is not ordinary. You are gifted. Great!Chosen words..chosen thoughts...chosen metaphors...words lose its meaning if I try to say how I find it.. Thanks ARIA the Great!

nidhi March 14, 2008 at 1:38 AM  

the more I read you Aria, much I want to hug you and tell you what magic you create with words and how beautiful and handsome everything about you is~~

you are like an endless song that is music in itself.. how beautiful you make my day after reading this and it is not to be labeled crap for sure :)

I cant say which lines i liked best because each word is simply so delicious..I am literally infatuated with each word here :)

much cares for you..smiles

Casperbaba March 14, 2008 at 5:49 AM  

labeling ur work 'crap'?????


therapy March 14, 2008 at 7:47 AM  

You know, i was uncomfortable reading confabuation. Its just so close to home and so real and a little painful. I'm glad you're writing often.

aria March 16, 2008 at 12:45 AM  

Kunjubi .. welcome to my blog. Thank you kindly, for your lovely words - you yourself write so exquisitely that I'm humbled by your appreciation, means much.

Nidhi.. How wonderful you make me feel with your heart-warming words. I can't express.. thanks a heap for everything. Hope you are having a pleasant weekend. That label pointer made me smile :) Do take care and try updating your space .. I've been checking regularly.

Casper .. Yeah I have this habit of labelling randomly but I'll try being more careful in the future :D

Therapy .. I know what you mean :) Thanks for dropping by.

Alok March 16, 2008 at 5:46 AM  

Aria I loved the metaphors that you used ... impeccable .... loved the last few lines immensely ...


parikrama March 16, 2008 at 11:04 PM  

Thanks for the poetic weather report ;-)

Dredger March 17, 2008 at 2:23 PM  

I got chills of gloom readin this one! Bravo i say, bravo!

vi March 22, 2008 at 7:40 AM  

:) Happy holi hon!

asuph April 7, 2008 at 3:17 AM  

aria: lucidity without warmth! lovely. in fact those lines. agree with vi. and yet i cannot help but chuckle @ i/w's comment :)

Anonymous April 11, 2008 at 3:56 PM  

Wow...What a wonderful bard, and such depth in those words Aria.

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