a poet and a thinker...

Showing posts with label aspiration. Show all posts
Showing posts with label aspiration. Show all posts

Wednesday, 15 January 2014

Incorrigible

INCORRIGIBLE

Living in such sweet nothing
Coloured candies sweet no more
A ghost's yearn to feel a touch
An orphan's yearn to hear a lore

Restless and franctic, anxious
A little seed, away with wind
A canary fallen off her nest
A saddened soul that has sinned

With sun so far, the frozen ice,
still, for warmth from someplace else.
Old man who watches a playing child.
A deaf man's yearn to hear the bells.

-Mx

This poem talks about how people want certain things and so many times, those things are way beyond reach.
For instance, a ghost can never feel a 'touch' and an orphan cannot listen to the stories that his parents would have told.

The thought of 'if only' is crippling. The inability to get what they want, makes people restless  (2nd stanza)
This restlessness is compared with that of a seed - a seed that reaches an unknown land and faces the challenge to grow into a tree.
It is also compared with a confused little baby bird who fell off a nest, and does not know what to do next.
However, the restlessness of a soul who has realised that it has sinned and is beyond redemption is probably really incorrigible.

The third stanza says that people still keep trying, and so they should, like in winters when the sun is so far, the ice lay frozen, waiting to somehow, someday melt back to life.

Some of these people do succeed. They find their peace in others, like an old man who re-lives his childhood in his grandson.

However, sadly, some people keep trying without any result, like a deaf person, who waits in vain, to hear the sound of a bell.

Friday, 10 January 2014

CAGED BIRDS

CAGED BIRDS

A poem where 'birds' are a metaphor for 'dreams'.

In a slightly pessimistic approach, this poem talks about those dreams which we 'cage' within ourselves...

Do you have such dreams that you burried deep within? Do you think it is a good idea to kill your dreams? What do you think drives people to modify their aspirations? Is it their out of the box wish or is it the rest of the world judging them? Do you think the world suffers with tunnel vision where-in guidelines are set to differentiate between practical, acceptable, apt on one hand and silly, farfetched and unacceptable on the other?
Do you think that the only option is to modify oneself according to these so called norms?

The poem:

'Four chambers' refer to the 'heart'

The 'deep forest' implies the mysteries within us (our thought process, our life as a whole, our internal environment)

'treacherous routes'  imply the obstacles/ challenges of life.

'Starlit skies'- 'hope'

'Tall gateway to salvation' is the ultimate goal of life

Forks (in the path) are many... 'not all be trod' implies  'life is all about making choices'

'Slithering rivers'-obstacles

'Too close to heart to simply give (away)' means that our dreams, no matter how farfetched they be, are precious to us... we cannot simply part with them. (And thus they die within us , yet remain)

'Caged birds, they die with an open eye/ no hope to soar (high) (to be realised) and none to fly (fly away from us)'