I hold the smoke in my hand...
That emanates from my beer coated lips..
The setting sun in front of my eyes..
And the dream all sunken to catch the clouds..
From the ringing alarm to the rising sun..
I rush to the place where i get work..
The latter never turns out actually..
And the former always kicks me bad..
The dull daily where i wish to land..
And the music in the ears soothes my spirit..
The only sun that inspires me...
And its rays that unleashes the energy within...
The light that illuminates her face...
And i think the radiance all in me...
For a moment i feel transcendental...
For a moment i feel she is next to me...
All alleviated...and all pacified...
Again the day begins that gets my soul drilled..
Again i return to the place where i sleep
With the smoke in my hand emanating from dry lips...
The latter is now a habit..
And the former never turns out to be...
The same setting sun and the birds returning home..
The sunken dream that i just see...
All this has become my life whatsoever it may be...
All this is what i do whenever i feel lone...!!!
--- Amit Purohit (The Lone Soldier)
From the lone soldier's collection.
21 comments:
So.. d character in poem seems to b missing his beloved:)
great poem..
@mohit
the poem is the way my day passes..
thanks buddy for reading..
Hi
I read ur poem at voicesnet and sumhw found this blog of urs..
Great effort.. Do cntinue riting so that ppl like me cn feel the moments f actual lyf wid u..
Tc Gud Luck ..God Bless
@ ruhani
thanks for reading
Thanks to you. I can't speak but the very first time i realized that words can.. Anyways have you tried for publishing or some newspapers kind of.. My friends told me there some sites helpfull for getting a personal copy.. Check Out. Keep doing this wonderfull job..
i adore this poem as i think it is really rather deep and meaningful and the fact that there are so many different interpretations to come of it.
when i first read this poem i assumed (like the majority) that he was talking of a lover but on re-read after re-read i began to realise that he could be talking to a lover, but also to himself. as it seems he is saying goodbye to either his own life or a lover. the simple fact that he is talking about dreams here shows some confusion of wether things can eally ever leave for good if life is jus one long dream " is it herefore the less gone?". it is implying that life itself is a dream and that nobody is really here it is just a figment of our imagination.
@ ruhani..
the poem depicts the way howe iget killed everyday..
Sorry if it hurts you but can i ask why? Coz your answer confused me more.. I understand a poet may not have any reason for the loss made unknowingly but they can be recovered. Anyways besides that people call me lucky charm...i wish.. may my god bless you with everything so that people can continue reading life through your heart. I hope some day a poem will show how happy a life can be just because of the love..n i would love to feel those by your lines. Good luck
@ruhani
aastalavasta...
My previous question was for the poem on voicesnet. I think you took in some other way. No issues. Goodbye
I will pray for you and ask the Lord to give you a brake... If its any consolation my friend they do say that he likes to test his angels more than the rest of us... hmmmmmm have you looked closely at your back lately??? maybe there are wings budding !!! :-)
@Ruhani
ripples in the ocean don't matter
i want things to be bigger
In this ocean our thoughts travel, each thought make a ripple and a difference deep inside. It depends on what you have in your mind.. And what have you written there.. loss of soul.. Should it be compared with ripples? No na.. Be happy.. At least try for someones's sake. And one more thing i would like to praise about..the smile in the photo is sooo cute!!
Hey even Hri and Vishalakshi liked it... :-)
Be happy
hey dear...from these poem i think that ur loneliness is much better 2 give u a beautiful thought...
Hi buddy
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@ Mohit
Forget the rating dear..ur feedback is more important...
I dnt knw hw to write gud comments so that u actualy feel gud.. Afterall u r a poet n i cant compete.. But after seeing my regular comments you can guess how gud ur poems r.. Keep it up.. Sincerely waiting for next ones..
All i would say after reading this is - - -
No smile is more beautiful than the one that struggles through the tears. . . .
Good Luck
I would like you to check the link below.. A nice one there..
http://www.best-love-poems.com/poems.php?id=779528
@Saideep
Nice stuff..
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