The Mystical Inspiration...



The lightening streak, in clouds eluded,
purposeless seemed any deed..,
the sun, moon & the world merely lingered,
inspiration they didn’t much breed..

I was stuck in the tornado of time,
going on and on with no clear site..,
days just strolled past in dismay,
the aviator couldn’t control a kite..

This all ceased, that one day,
when winds cleared the hazed..,
I felt a light brimming me inside,
as I saw the prettiest damsel I’d gazed..

As you walked past with panache,
personifying a gorgeous tide..,
the aura binded my erratic thoughts,
and I felt the trance by the side..

Like rose petals floating on pristine water,
your hair danced to the tunes of air..,
the simple attire appeared ethereal,
akin to snowtops conjuring the glare..

My heart seemed exhilarated,
thumping.. Yes! I could hear the sound..,
my hands acknowledged the transfix,
the bemused legs lingered on the ground..,

I watched thy silhouette fade away,
till the distance as it faded away..,
I held myself stirred to the soul,
enchanted I returned, cleared of all GREY…


Comments

P said…
wow...ur good..
February 15, 2009 at 6:37 AM
Dutta said…
Hmmm ... Good but heavy .. I feel Poetry is best in a simplified form .. Emotions are there but it seems you have tried too hard
February 15, 2009 at 8:59 AM
OG said…
Wow!!!
i could imagine the scene in my mind....
and this poem was just brilliant.... :)
February 15, 2009 at 10:03 AM
i want to be... said…
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February 15, 2009 at 9:50 PM
i want to be... said…
nice post....i don know much but still i feel one of da guys is right, either its best in simplified form or sometimes its gud when u go as imagenative dat people never really figure out da real deep meaning hidden in da lines...neways u really cool buddy...
February 16, 2009 at 12:27 AM
Rahul Viswanath said…
Good one bud !! Pretty good one .... Will catch upon other posts as well :)
February 16, 2009 at 2:25 AM
Swagatika said…
my god!! damn inspiring post..kudos to this..specially the pic u ve added is adding feathers to yours post ..n as usual the rhyme is at its best creativity...neways u ve been tagged by me.go through my last post..gud day then...keep rockin...
February 16, 2009 at 1:52 PM
Femin Susan said…
you have got a poetic heart.love this poem.
Cheers!!
February 16, 2009 at 3:54 PM
Anurag said…
thnx a lot to everyone for going thru and leaving your feedback and apprecn..:) i'll try to keep up...
February 17, 2009 at 10:13 PM
Anurag said…
@som
probably u're right and i should try not to 'try too hard' but your ques is perfectly answered by nakul(i want to be..)
@nakul
i agree these certainly are two different ways of articulation in poetry and the choice resides with the creator..:)

@ajit
@swagatika
your candid and deep comments are invaluable.. keep visiting:)
February 18, 2009 at 10:58 AM
Indyeah said…
Hi!followed the trail you left behind..:)

You said I wrote well?This is brilliant!
What an amazing play with words...and this,
'' As you walked past with panache,
personifying a gorgeous tide..,
the aura binded my erratic thoughts,
and I felt the trance by the side..

Like rose petals floating on pristine water,
your hair danced to the tunes of air..,
the simple attire appeared ethereal,
akin to snowtops conjuring the glare..''
beautiful!

Keep creating ..:)
The pic adds to the effect..Beautifully done!

PS:-nice to see another black fan:D
February 18, 2009 at 11:56 AM
Anurag said…
@indyeah
playing with words comes naturally when feelings play around vehemently..:) thnx 4 the apprcn.. keep visiting:)
February 26, 2009 at 2:52 PM
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