breaking the berlin wall

shattering, snowy thoughts

A glowering light amidst a sea of snow
Two lonely trees stand tall, bare
And few footmarks brush and drag along the snow towards the light
The night sky color, eerie blue.

A barricade of walls made up of bamboo sticks
Enough to hold you
Enough to hold me on this side
Not the same side as you
The sky, still eerie blue.

You open your arms like a foolish bird
You haven't taken the lessons to fly, properly
Crisscrossing footmarks all over the snow
Newly created roads which will melt as
the snow thaws.

You stand where a lake used to stand
And thousands of lovers used to come
To find and discover their comfy spot
A spot to see the lake
Immersed in lips and dry sea air
An unique vision, unique to them
Each of them, only.

The scene may repeat itself as you will be multiplied
by two.
Two pairs will stand tall.
I have to remind you in my mind's allegorical letters
That it isn't the moon or the Mt.Everest where you stand.
It is but where the lake was and will be again when
the snow thaws.

You smile with the menu in hand
Your reflection for the day smiles back too
The green emerald in her neck glows,
Only for me to notice.

But smiles soon change
The eating ensues
Fried rice with orange chicken and stir fried prawns.

(to be continued)

© Nothing Personal. February 13, 2011.

Author's Note

it's incomplete right now, i don't have the patience to type

Reviews

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. ha ha ! ... i find your relentless pursuit of excellence in understanding life ... poignant, enchanting and endearing and earnest beyond measure ...

. it is indeed very challenging to incorporate the sublime in a transactional existence ... it requires genius ... but then ... genius lies in simplicity and in simplification ... my hopeless addiction to the sublime causes me to spend my time only on things, people and issues that are sublime ... so yes, it can be done ... it can be improved upon ... and it works ... it's possible for em and me to have popcorn pop in the microwave ... while we fill our glasses with kingfisher draught beer ... and talk about our plans to publish everyone we've ever read and appreciated ... thanks to the twenty copies formula ... :) ... thanks to the anthology ... nothing is transactional for us any more ... :) ... ( incidentally, the anthology was just delivered to Pune Mirror which is owned by the times of india and i called and confirmed and the girl ... kavita kane ... read out the international poetry line from the cover ... i thanked her for confirming and said happy reading with a smile in my voice) ... hope kavita can appreciate kavitas by all of us ... :P ... ) ...

[OT]

oh I can't wait to see where this goes!! it's different for you - aren't you just constantly alternating? haha I like!! much more descriptive than some of your other work - I felt lost in the words under that eerie blue sky!! nice, nice, nice!

[Poetic Beauty]

The images in the poem take you on a journey. It is almost a solemn scene but there was beauty in this and I loved the blueish hue of the moon.

[Michael Jarrell]

I used to think that in the music industry when the same themes poped up in two different artists albums that one was copying the other. Now i'm not sure sure... I'm currently writing something with a berlin wall theme/analogy too! Great minds think alike?

This piece is very romantic; I love it. Hope your valentines day is the same