Monday, July 6, 2009

The lost river...

We decided to break the wall
from both the sides.
By the time we could make
some major damages to it,
our parts of river started gushing through the gaps.
And suddenly we realized ourselves
left amidst the remnants of an archaic wall.
We expected a united river
when the wall is broken, but
the whole river in turn got drained out.
I saw myself sitting on an island,
surrounded by a deep sea.
For you it was an oasis,
surrounded by a great desert.
There were the tidal noise and the desert silence
existing in between us.

‘Do you feel that we became silent
all of a sudden?’

‘No, I just think that we were more expressive
when the wall was there’

‘So, how do you feel now?’

‘I feel to be on the edges,
like a person trying to sleep
in a snake-entered house,
knowing a part imperfectly’

‘Hm…’

‘How do you feel?’

‘I do feel to be on the edges,
but like a person on the top of a mountain
below a moon-entered sky,
watching the whole perfectly’

‘What’s the difference?’

‘I don’t know about the differences,
but there is a similarity…’

‘Hm…?’

‘…that neither of us can
step down further’

5 comments:

extremity said...

lost river ! hw soon was the adieu from the other extreme !!.
but u shudn b so discriminate.island and oasis ! ok even if u distributed equally the reader need to knw who is where !

ஸ்வரூப் said...

the readers need not...

Imagination said...

Even after lot of differences and extremes you are still able to think about similarities...

Amazing.... you always leave the readers wondering!

extremity said...

ofcourse the readers do!dnt b so adamant.

ஸ்வரூப் said...

i don't want them to be trapped into my perceptions...

let them have the freedom of perceive it in their own way...