Friday, August 18, 2006

Life- A thing of Beauty

A beautiful evening dusked and and the lingering twilight faded away;
As the moon took over to flaunt its beauty within its ambit,
I smelt the warm sand and enjoyed it in my own amusement.
The Sight that promised to unleash an orgy of bliss and truth,
To every little thing that breathed and took the journey of life,
Spurted away eschewing any answer to the purpose of Creation;
The scene turned pitch black.

I was awestruck albeit I noticed the birds chirp,the sea rise and the clock tick;
Nothing had ceased.
Lost in thoughts,engulfed in darkness and ignorant of the Path of Life,
I accosted the creator Himself;I found myself knocking on His doors.
Silence strolled by;finally I knew I was being attended to.

I could not see noone but hear faint voices down His corridor;
With ardour,I reached out to its far end in diring straits.
I slowed myself down only to witness what I call the Beaconing of hope in life.

"Thou shalt be loved for all that thou hath loved" His voice was becoming clear
"How'd I shed the facets of love without knowing my Path of Life.."

Pounding one question after the other, I never acquiesced until I heard him say -

"Where I staged pigeon-livered men,the stage proved to be a damned defeat;
These diminutive children of mine hath forgotten to love;
For love is the panacea of disturbed minds and souls.
This indeed amazes me, the melodrama of my own creation;
Unpregrant of my wish,Man fails to love,just for his own conceits.
To confound this ignorance,I shall gift him with more angels like I gifted thou"

"Is the path of life, the path of love?
Love dont overshadow the darkness of life but its darkened side overshadows us"-I gushed.

The reply was as prompt as the questions-

"The beauty of my creation shall spring beyond life;
The music of nature and the music of men are the forms of love- experience it.
To love a thing is also to love a thing of beauty in it.
I sent thou an angel to walk beside with
Son, thou hath a long way to love to live; the angel shall breeze entrenched hearts.
I have seen her flurry of happiness and love -a result of myraid hopes;
They they had no tongue,yet spoke with miraculous organs;
Her calmness and composedness as still as the millpond down the hill;
And when her dreams contrasted with reality,the poor thing lost its wings of flight.
She held the pain and its melancholy close to her heart;
Hidden in the throng of injuries in her, was her untold-love.
Moseying around with songs of love, the angel refrained from hurting her soul-companion;
As she sang her own threnodies of sorrow,the last few droplets from her eyes fell on
thou heart,
For the angel had no bourns of love and this puzzles my Will".

A tide of emotions had just embarked on me , I felt a gust of air go in and out of me

"Im a paranoid now and am devoid of love. Have I the strength for the angels final call?"

I realized how much I was wronged and weakened
That Id taken shelter under her wings ,but'd forgotten to shield a thing of beauty.
The angel that showed me new horizons of friendship and love, was now lying without wings,
Too fragile to be touched and felt.
This was the reason for my calling on Him.
Knowing I felt equally numb, He looked up the Angels Courtyard and showed me the way.
I saw somethin my eyes couldn beleive;T'was beauty at its best;
For the first time, I witnessed Natures beauty taut up my sleeve;
I was summoned to sail on a raft with the moon sliding back in form.
Finally I saw the angel in all forms and the journey of a promise began - A tryst with my own destiny. Now, As I move on I realize the beaconing of hope in all his creations.I see light in darkness;
For He has hidden love in nature, in trees, in cool winds, in twinkling stars,in music and
everything
And were open for a grab;
I understand the reason why the waves never ceased to flow
Even on the darker days of an alleged ignorance;
I understand that I shall sail on
clinging to the Angel , that He gifted back to me with wings.

10 Comments:

Blogger Arvind Madhavan said...

one kind request!!!!
Inimael yedhavathu yeluthanoonu nenacha, mathavanghalukku konkam puriyara maatiri yeluthu...please...
thank u
shud i say ur poem was goood?? ;)

9:57 PM

 
Blogger Sujith said...

Shanku...

awesome!!! just awesome!!!
but little confusions in between....
its is for sommeone spl i guess!! :)
i liked it....

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Blogger vasudha said...

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Blogger Revathi priya said...

Ahem.. :) Ths shud say it all :) :) :)

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Blogger Vivek said...

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8:08 AM

 
Blogger Confused Martian said...

welgum to the amazing blog world my friend! so glad u are here finally!

about this song.....very well thought of but maybe it's time god stopped talking in shakespearen english. u know, 'thou' and 'tis' and 'shalt'

7:25 AM

 
Blogger Madhu said...

good one shanku .... so whos the lucky gal ?????????????????

9:20 PM

 
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8:57 AM

 
Blogger Nature'sDesign said...

Hey supposed-to-be-amateur-poet!! Read ths again after a long time(more than a month).. No matter how many times i read this,u never cease to amaze me! Keep up the good work.. And thanks :) N btw,hows the 'Angel' doing? Say my hi to her..Wont u? :)N tel her,tat her bit across the ocean and her male counterpart are fine.. :)

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