In the candlelight...

>> Tuesday, September 9, 2008

tonight against sterile walls, I’d cast
wild unfettered shadows, vaporous ghosts
variously interlocked, and at odds,
materializing voluminously

asymmetrical pairings
suggesting duality and correspondence,
any two taken together, tantalizing
in unharmonious apposition

apparitions reminding me of myself,
a parody of powerlessness, each of us frozen
by the reflection of malformed mistake,
that is the other..

the rest of me, the completion of me,
the ones in whom, I seek refuge from ‘self’
my alibi, my future, in whose service
I repudiate my identity

I’d hug my shadow, and see instead
laughing at me behind the illusion of
my very own form, pouring forth,
my worst enemy; me...


Rakesh Vanamali September 9, 2008 at 7:53 PM  

Candlelight, either a time of romance or deep introspection. I like your usage of words to convey a deep meaning.
Loved the last lines "I’d hug my shadow, and see instead laughing at me behind the illusion of my very own form, pouring forth,
my worst enemy; me..."
Good work, keep it going!

Have blog rolled you!

AshenGlow September 9, 2008 at 9:56 PM  

That last line.. Sigh!! You plan it or what.. All the time man.. Shucks. It was simply awesome.. :)

goatman September 10, 2008 at 11:45 AM  

Maybe refuge from self is hoping we are part of others. One big bunch of us interconnected and wondering why its getting so crowded in here!!
Just kidding. Inspired by your poem.

Scarlett_OHara September 10, 2008 at 6:32 PM  

There is an award waiting for you at my blog.

Also, please, please enable wordpress login/comments so that I can comment more often :)


aria September 11, 2008 at 1:33 AM  

Rakesh.. thanks a lot.. for your words and the blogroll :)

Ashen.. when I started experimenting with poetrics Asuph had said that my poems lose steam towards the end. I still bumble in concluding lines and try saving the best for the last. Perhaps I'm recovering from that flaw. :D thank you so much.

Goatman.. that made perfect sense.. maybe you are right.. now that makes me ponder.. thank you for those thoughful words.. :)

Scarlett.. delighted to behold your footprints.. thanks a heap for dropping by and the award, honored.. truly.

Chaggoholic.... September 11, 2008 at 4:47 AM  

Amazin how u penned almost closely the same what i did a few days back.Only thing i am posting mine right now. Yours is still the better one....

Parv Kaushik September 12, 2008 at 11:13 AM  

my worst enemy; me...

the pessimism which flows through your words becomes beautiful instead!!

isnt it splendid to think abt all the beauty is present in our lives??

Parv Kaushik September 12, 2008 at 11:15 AM  

adding you to my blogroll buddy.

Nash September 12, 2008 at 11:20 AM  

"my worst enemy; me.."

Indeed Aria. All said and done, in the end we end up being our own enemies. Vivid images.

aria September 13, 2008 at 1:41 AM  

Chaggoholic.. thank you.. and your poetry was lovely. :)

Parv.. welcome to my blog. I don't know about pessimism and whats splendid to think about. My personal philosophy is kinda skewed and my poetry has nothing to do with it. I just write what I feel like.. and its often momentary. thanks for the comment and blogroll. :)

Nash.. thats what I often think .. *sigh* thank you.. :)

Pushkar Arora September 13, 2008 at 1:48 AM  

Even though I am never able to understand half your poems (I am trying hard), the beautiful interweaving of words make them a worthwhile read to me.

Inconsequential September 14, 2008 at 1:32 AM  


hotICE September 14, 2008 at 12:45 PM  

greatest of all struggles is one that is fought with one's own self. It is always a conflict between what one is and one wants to be. The question is to be or not to be. Verily, everyone has an alter ego with whom they compete or conflict.

Gr8 work here... And good luck keeping the shadow at bay.


Nash September 14, 2008 at 12:51 PM  

Happy Birthday Aria!!

asuph September 15, 2008 at 1:31 AM  


for me it took off in the third stanza. and it was a whirlwind from thereon... parody of powerlessness! indeed...

amazing imagery in the dim candlelight.

sigh, i should read your blogs rightaway, instead of starring them in the reader for a later read. but then one cannot read them in a hurry. it won't be fair on them. one's gotta sit and sip them, ever so slowly, and watch the empty glass ever wistfully.


hotICE September 15, 2008 at 2:09 AM  

hey!!! was it your birthday yesterday?

Happy birthday (belated) mate!


parikrama September 15, 2008 at 5:08 AM  

I don't know how to ask / or whether if this is the intelligent thing to ask / or if this is the right place to ask.. : Are you okay ?

Wanted to drop you a YM msg as soon as I heard of the latest string of bomb blasts in Delhi. Agar next 3 dino mein tumhaara jawaab nahi aaya, toh I am booking next flight out of Sg , looking for you.

p.s. : I know its insensitive to marao jokes over the blasts. But seriously, they are occuring far too frequently for us to take them seriously :( Even if we take them seriously, those people in power aren't taking them seriously. Buss raam bharose jab tak chal raha hein.. samjo tab tak chal raha hein.

aria September 15, 2008 at 11:34 AM  

Pushkar.. thank you :)

Inconsequential.. thanks for dropping by.

Alfi.. Birthday was today.. rather 'is' today.. as in on 15th sept.. thanks much for the comment and wishes.

Nash.. thanks.. but how did you know about my birthday? I am soo surprised...

aria September 15, 2008 at 11:44 AM  

Asuph.. thanks you for all your wonderful comments.. as you know.. means much. I'll read em again tomorrow.. along with my posts.. had a looong day but absolutely delighted.. after reading your words.. hope you are doing good.. :)

IW.. yes I am alive! Don't worry.. I was out with my parents around the same time when the blasts happened .. it was one crazy experience .. getting back home in that maddening rush. Guess we should be thankful for each 'living day'.. in these crazy times. thank you for your kind concern. :)


Thank you again.. all of you for your kind comments.. be well and take care. :)

TragicVirtue September 16, 2008 at 3:21 AM  

Happy belated birthday wishes to you my dearest Aria. I am so very sorry that this message is so very late (please forgive me). I hope that you had a superb day; filled with happiness, laughter and joy, furthermore I hope you wore a smile on your face all day…I wish and hope that all your dreams come true in life and never a tear thus shed.

aria September 16, 2008 at 5:49 AM  

Tragicvirtue.. :) thanks a heap for all your heart-warming wishes. I just checked 'em all. I had a nice enough day and you weren't all that late.. thank you again for those lovely messages. Hope you are doing well. Do take care and stay in touch. Best.

MAN IN PAINTING September 16, 2008 at 6:48 AM  

my favourites...
1.'vaporous ghosts'- are we chasing them or do they chase us..
life is always shadow chase..or shadow kill..Duality is always abstraction because it is always real and unreal at the same time..
2.a parody of powerlessness..
life too is..
3. my worst enemy, me..
let it go..
me eclipse myself...
thats why i couldn't see anything but me..
me obstructs my view..

i remembered Jalaluddin Rumi when i read the last lines...
very very good..

Sashu... September 16, 2008 at 8:03 AM  

whoa! u got me floored wi diz one!! nice write buddy! :)

shooting star September 17, 2008 at 7:23 AM  

your last line...reminds me of the past year..when things were really wrong with me..and it was all my own creation......

Salil September 20, 2008 at 1:15 PM  

Excellent poem.
You write well. Keep them coming.

Perry Strange September 20, 2008 at 3:58 PM  

I like the way this swings-- I'm really feeling the atonal "duality"

... "in whose service/ I repudiate my identity"...

and how it seems to continue on after the last stanza.

noni September 23, 2008 at 9:56 PM  

a very poetic layout..

intelligent words...sometime i done repetitive reading...then make out the core delight...

really.. those imaging, metaphor as candle light, hugging own shadow, then mislead, like mystery games are very innovative and (touching as it reveled our own limitation)...

may be those words can read other way too..

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