Sunday, October 19, 2008

DUSK

Glittering grains, varied hues

Ripples of silver, flickering blues

Waves caress the footprints

And dissolve them into oblivion.

The setting sun reflects a dazzling red

A reminder of the times we had

The sea embraces them again

Wrenching from my feet

Sheet after sheet

And leave me high and dry.

Sweet memories gush through

The swell crashes

Against the sea wall – tough

Yet vulnerable. Strong

And confident it stands

Guarding the city of tears

Never faultering

Smothering

Suffocating

Yet sapient.

How long will the bulwark

Stand? Snipers take their mark

And vultures clean their beaks

The sun sets and the sky is

Splashed with purple streaks.

6 comments:

me, as i am said...

"Never faultering

Smothering

Suffocating

Yet sapient.

How long will the bulwark

Stand? Snipers take their mark

And vultures clean their beaks

The sun sets and the sky is

Splashed with purple streaks."

WHY WHY WHY!

why so depressed? try putting a smile on that face.

actually the poem... now, now. we dont want ne suicides here... sheesh

rashanality said...

your blog does put a smile on my face :)

Deepak Menon said...

You have a different style and it is original - so I really enjoyed reading the poem - terrific stuff - Hope you are doing well and well prepared for the coming years

divyansh said...

nice one...i liked it a lot. smooth all the way thru; i could flow through it.

rashanality said...

ahh divyansh..finally one that pleases you..im honoured :)

resurfacer said...

two thumbs up !