Date: 11.11.2007
Time: 11:05 p.m.
There is something in a word
That has it sound sensible to the ear and mind of one
Something in shadows
Which draws those with fondness for the dark
Something in the brilliance of wit and the arts
Inducing hearty laughter and hope in hearts.
Lack of which brings thought to a standstill
Harping on one and one alone
When does reality start the beginning of dissociation?
When that something fails to inspire again?
Looking without truly seeing
Listening without truly hearing.
Reaction passes unnoticed then
A wall is built that none can bend
That something has been said a moment back
Faces a barrier in the guise of a smile
Not meant in all of its truth as it should
But put forth to the world and veiled as good.
There is something indeed that prevents the fall
Of the dangling verse left incomplete
When the heavens burst and the rain descends
On paper befouled by words in ink
That were loath to describe that something
Which is there inexplicable in everything.
End: 11:20 p.m.
7 comments:
how do u do it? i read this n i became a fan... the simple truth tht lies behinds these words.. wow.. loved it...
cheers!
this one was simple yet touching...sounded like "sounds of silence"
Words, shadows and dark rain. Aren't these the most beloved of all things this poetess believes in?
And when inspiration fails, where does one look, except at his own despairing self?
I may have interpreted it differently, but this is indeed one of those pieces to be treasured.
...
I really,really,really liked this. A beautiful piece of writing.
To be cherished,yes.
Dense.
And yeah I echo dream baron. It did indeed sound like The sound of silence.
:)
Rock on.
To everyone: Thank you for your comments. They were all very flattering. :P
and something is there in nothing, nothing exists in everything and everything is something...
yes i'm confused :-s
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