Two sets of foot prints,
one, arriving; the other leaving.
Frozen, sprinkled by falling snow.
You stood there, at my steps;
Waiting, longer than necessary,
I see the deep grooves,
the scuffle of impatient feet
on broken ice;
Thoughts unsure, insecurities abound,
I waited for the soft knock,
imagined the gentle flakes,
Your eyelashes covered in melting ice,
Icy breath breathing death.
I waited, icicles to form,
my heart to stone,
my blood to ice
my soul to race to the unknown.
I waited, for you to knock,
Yet you left as suddenly,
as you came;
leaving icy images at my door.
like the whispers of thousand deaths,
in my dreams.
I was spared,
I know not why
the skies do not reveal their secrets,
the flakes don't tell no tales,
Yet,
Death had passed me by!
Sitz dd !
Namaste and Happy Belated Neu Yayyyy 2005. Your dazzlingly descriptive poems made my eyes tiri-miri-jhyai wit imagination ! *searches her snow protective gears*
And you definitely bring out the talents of the others here ! Way to go everyone.
The geese goes wiht the gander
side by side,
The fishes deep dive !
I thought I already made u,
some Chinese fried rice ! :0:0 !
~ Safe driving ! *Throws a beeg snowball atcha and runs away* :p
Pranjali,
I must say that's quite a first attempt. It was one of the best pieces I have read in a long long while. Really warmed this cold snowy day:). Thank you for writing such a nostalgic piece.
"Farkera khojchu mera pailaharu
Metiachan ti atit ka palharu
Kun dobato-ma birayachu, aja samjhanna
Khusi ko rastha, aja eklai dekhdina ..."
AWESOME!
Pranjali: Beautiful and vivid imagery! Thank you for sharing it.
Hey hey Aunty Croft -------------------------------------------**********
Back at you!! :)
Thank you you be safe too! I hopefully won't be driving anywhere anytime soon.
Pranjali....... I am in my work and i was just going through sajha briefly...but as i went through ur poems , i couldn't stop signing in and adoring your poem. That was indeed a nice one.Fews day back there was Ruina's and girly_girl's poem who were touching and this time it is you.People like u all certainly makes one's day with out u being unknown. Way to go my fren...keep posting more...
cheers, nivaN
Pranjali, nice poem indeed! geet nai banauna hune jasto poem cha! khatra thax for sharing it.
Shunyata
My dance of death, within my sleep,
Softly lulls, embraces it reaps;
My death visits, smile on his face,
Gentle, soothing, coaxing ways.
Leading me softly, come hither looks,
Leaving a trail of philosophical hooks;
Whispering words of sweet nothings,
Haunting melody, memory's fadings.
No past, no future, lethargic present,
A bottom- less pit, an endless tunnel;
Humming a song-less sonata,
Cosmic dancing, a Brahmic Shunyata!
Hi Gurlu... long time no see.
one from my side but a bit political.....
Osama came, threatened Bush to crush USA
Demonstrated his power killing 3000 in a barbaric way (WTC)
Bush revolted, attacked Afghanistan,
Vowed to capture Mr. Laden within days
Hello! Bush, this is year 2005.
And Mr. Osama still hiding somewhere
(Dedicated to Bush for his second term as a president of USA)
WoW! Sitara, really beautiful crafted..loved it!
No past, no future, lethargic present,
A bottom- less pit, an endless tunnel;
Humming a song-less sonata,
Cosmic dancing, a Brahmic Shunyata! ......
WEATHER
Does the sky
match my overcast mind...
Does it cast
long shadows on yours?
Do my eyes mist?
Do they match
the moisture in the air?
Does my smile,
flicker like the feeble sun...
holding up the walls
lest the dams break...
enundating you
with a flood of emotions
long repressed
by the tides of time....?
Can you handle the crest and trough of my moody tsunami???????
I seem to be obsessing about the weather. First, we had snow/ sleet all night and day long and now the brightest sunlight!
Thanks confused! Good one Mr. president!
Oh this last one is gr8. I thought I'd reply this way. Because I was never a poet, consider this a prose.
Is this an invitation?
To hold the flood of emotion.
And could I be a guest of honour?
coz I am also a loner
from years, repressed as you happen to be
why don't u then enundate me??
wish your moody tsunami sweep me away
and push me together far all the way
to the bed of the ocean of desire
where both the soul catch the fire
all the heat and all the sweat
all your trough and all the crest
I shall be holding them at ease
do not step back now please
there's in me the passion
to hold up your emotion
You hold the snowfall I will do the crest
lets fancy this and it will be the best
coz there's in me the passion and obsession
to hold you and your emotions.
ehh hhhe . kabita ko jawaf kabita ma dina khojeko matrai hi. milena kyaho.
Thank you all for your encouraging comments! I feel honored to be in midst of exemplary writers like you. It was the topic "Footprints" and the cold weather that got me into jotting down few lines last time.
Few of my friends recently got married and I thought of dedicating this one to all the married couples (and soon to be married) out there. Whether you like it or not, I hope you will take your loved ones out for special dinner.
"dandaima gunjyo"
dandaima gunjyo, dholak ra sehanai
besima jharyo, marsyangdi sussai
behula ra behuli, swayamvar ma bhetda
phute muskan gulafi, karke najar judda
saguna boki janti aaya
singari chori maitile gaya
dinnam chori dukhiko gharma
sukhi cha hamri choriko karma
jantima pasyo, tharrako tato
dine bhae chori, dihala chito
katnu cha ajai, lakhure bhanjyang
chori le garchin, belaima gharjam
puran-path sake, puretle sabai
dulahi bhaeen, sindurle ratai
rasaya ankha, chori ra maitiko
pagalyo mana, dulaha ra jantiko
milyo ashish, ananta sukhako
sajaya doli, safara jodiko
dandaima surya, astayo sanjhaima
jivan bagyo, khusiko ramjhamaima
dandaima gunjyo, dholak ra sehanai
besima jharyo, marsyangdi sussai
dandaima gunjyo...
Loss
Something about her immaculate art,
Or is it just glowing in between from her fingernails?
Full of memories laden head,
Wet tear stained pillows,
Smell of guilty Oleander in the humid air,
The lost fragment of my soul lays motionless as in the air.
Bushel of joy,
Brush of thou hair,
Good night's sleep with my new destiny,
More than a dream?
Glance through the stripped soul,
Worn out and torn,
With accumulated sorrows of sorrow.
Unreasonable motion of waking up,
Unquestionable image of provocation in the mirror.
Breathing air feeling the gush of guilt,
Rubbing hands: warm, annoying, moment of truth,
Someone's been eating my psychedelic feast,
Someone's been enjoying my loss.
afnai post ma thiyo aba no reply !!!lol
yahan rakhyo bhane padhlan lau aba.....
hehe
peace
o loved one! o hear o hear!
wait no more on the icy glare
for I shall doom in days so gloom
waiting for the sky and star to bloom!
Death will wait! for I do command!
my rage and fire, will he withstand?
plead shall I, with eyes on tears,
dont take my love on deathly stairs!
Far far away, my travelling tale
riding breezing the snowy trail
here I come! singing a song
For you I wrote, riding along!!
The verses in it say and say:
my sweet little darling, come today
and then if you wish to go away,
tomorrow dead will come and stay!
Making the gravel leap in air
and I did crept down the stair
then you came in, I heard you say
my beloved one! are you there??
the icy image! for had you creep
just outside you'd see me weep
whispers of death, are you scared??
I shall come for if it dared!
O falling snow! pass this to her
for she does think she was spare
and if you do, she has no load,
"there's someone coming down the road"!!!
"there's someone coming down the road"!!!
jhil jhil sitara
beymani maya le paryo bitara
Ah but my beloved,
I could have sworn,
t'was no trick of the eye,
nor the shadows of the moon.
T'wasn't your soft footfall,
nor your sturdy presence,
the ghostly figure,
had but one grating message.
The cry of the raven,
the flapping of wings,
t'was no trick of the eye,
nor the shadows of the moon.
Where were you,
when I needed you most,
leaving concentric circles,
frozen maze in the snow.
Death is no stranger,
to my vermillion door,
with one final visit,
I am broken to the core!
He hey my favorite poet is byaaaaack! :)
Newuser, can anyone beat your flights of fancy or the heights of your fantasy? :)
nice one sitara..
reminds me smth smth..
thanks for sharing
Foe
Those stars like snow-white
oh wake up dear princess,
eyes are marbleous
even without the gift of sight!
and yet so congregate
blowing the wintry winds,
nothing do compare,
for your passion shall e'er live!
final visit of death!
will only come for me,
not you my dear!
I have prayed enough for thee!!
come with me my love,
in the wet woods come!
O! come forth into the porch
for a gentle east wind awaits you!
and be my love in the rain,
and sing me a song
while raven will dance
and the rose shattered eerily will bloom!
today is the day I await,
tomorrow will never come again,
today I love you,
tomorrow I may never love again!!!!
Could not resist writing another one today:
"hamro deshma ahile"
oh ho rajale liya
deshako maya
garo netalai
arop chaupatai
pare janata
ranabhulla ma
ekatira prachanda
arka gyanendra
shanti-chhetra
thiyo desha
ayo prajatantra
sathai bihari-mitra
ubjye maobadi
itihash ragati
chaina hindna-dulna
birse chada-parva
neta sabai
chan re gharbandi
tundikhelma gham
siwaya chaina laam
kohi gaunchan
rajabhakti gaan
aru bhanchan
deu rajagaddi daan
naparosh odnu
kasaile katro
chaina hamisanga
shahida ko patro
herdai jaun
aru kati kahaun
huncha k-k kahile
hamro deshma ahile
oh my dream the sea and star(sea tara)
missed you for years by far
and God! now Here I'm back
to trace my love and track
Are you there? in your abode
or freaking in the ghastly road
haunted by those blissful memories
we shared 'least in dream glories
not any Ram and Raven can (ehhh hhe hhe)
shatter the dreams of two human
Sorry to leave you in despair
for these days I was a-far
but I had you always in view
in clear sky, mist or dew
Spent hard times without you
But I am back with some shining new
glittering pearl n diamonds for you
A novice but someone I used to dream
who offered me all the crest and cream
I am back to hold ur flood of emotion
enundate me n fulfil my obsession
forget not your true promish
Come n love me , a novice.
01/02/05
MUTE PEACE!
Pray do not,
misconstrue my chaos,
like the flutterings
of a butterfly
caught fast in a web.
Lazily, you watch
as my wings come undone,
legs torn, in bits and pieces.
pigments and scales,
scattered, shedding shimmering tears.
And with a swipe,
you pluck me off to free me,
mauling my body from its breath.
Pray, Remove your denial,
My freedom needs no tyrant,
My Silence speaks no PEACE!
God bless Nepal!
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