An unwonted penchant!

An unwonted penchant!

A Poem by Amrita Sharma Pokharel

You can fall for anything,

On this earth,

I don’t judge myself

To be dim-witted

For being in love…

With that tiny silly,

Barely discernible charm…

This time, it was…

A tiny brown gastropod,

Crawling languidly over my fence,

Never noticed before,

Nor did I give any attention…

To its existence!

But,

My realization of its subsistence,

Enthralled me,

I begin to praise the sluggishness,

Shelled inside the brown spiral stripes,

A misty creature created by Him,

The track it left,

Behind every crawl,

On my window pane!

On the garden fence!

And on my mind…!

In a haze day,

Resting on this chair

I grasped its way of life!

From rising sun to drowsy moon...

I marvel why I was so rapt,

For this indolent performer!

With the fading moonlight,

I could spot the silhouette,

Like vanquished the great warrior’s crown!

Moving slothfully,

Beneath the moist fence!

A lure in the ugliness!

Tantalizing me,

Even in that darkness,

I was following its progress,

I knew,

I was falling for it…

Webbed in an unreal love,

A psychotic admiration,

I know…

Certainly,

I don’t judge myself

To be dim-witted!



© 2015 Amrita Sharma Pokharel


Author's Note

Amrita Sharma Pokharel
This is for the love you give to unnoticeable charm. Sometime you fall for someone ...not worthy for your admiration; but still you can't avoid appreciating it.

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Charm - it makes you disarm - its glow feels warm - cuts the alarm - it can also embalm
Beware of charm!

I fell for the little guy myself here Amrita-Sharma - you made that happen with your skill
(or am I just being charming ??) :p



Posted 9 Years Ago


I do disagree.
"I don’t judge myself
To be dim-witted
For being in love…"
Love can make us weaker. More open to sadness and disappointment. Also can make us dance in the rain. Hold dear lover till the morning lights just talking and holding on. I enjoyed the poem. Open the door to a long conversation with no real answer. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 9 Years Ago


I loved this poem of yours, sister. I felt like I am the one who is viewing that tiny gastropod. Wonderful write.

Posted 9 Years Ago



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Amrita Sharma Pokharel
Amrita Sharma Pokharel

Farwest , Nepal



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I am neither Emily Dickinson nor am unnoticed ripples of emotions.. I am in search of light within in me ..... gone through many tunnels....to behold the lights at end but ...found the emptiness..... more..

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