I am one of those people who almost have an aversion to poetry. I can not look at them for longer than a couple of seconds leave alone read whole poems. This is my first attempt at writing one, and I am not counting the English classes in school where we would be forced to write stuff about saving trees and appreciating the nature.
I found a quote which should make me feel good.
All bad poetry springs from genuine feeling.
-Oscar Wilde
Needless to say, this is a genuine and no-frills effort. And don’t search for rhyming words. You wont find any. So, here goes
Imagine
Having chilled beer on a breezy beach
Feeling course sand brush your feet
Sipping red wine in dim moonlight
Playing Mozart effortlessly on the piano
Sketching your desire in charcoal
While listening to your favorite song
Imagine
Walking in a dark empty street
With the man of your dreams
To turn on the heat
Imagine
Finding never-never land
Where all your wishes come true
Where you always know what you want to do
Where the surprises are always pleasant
Serendipitous moments filled in
To give it an adventurous streak
Where plans don’t shatter
And hearts never break
Where people mean what they say
Where there are no dull moments
And you never feel lonely and lost
The fairytale world which I just drew
Now isn’t it just too perfect to be true?
So here I am
In this confusing world
Maybe it’s my fault after all
That I feel so lost
Feeling euphoric now
And depressed later
Wondering what brought about the lull
Who stopped the clock and whispered
“Nothing matters, it’s all pointless”
Who made me believe that this is all a mirage?
It felt like this was going to last for ever
But thanks to a mystery force though
The sun lit back again
I again swung back into my merry mood
It made me smile and fooled me into believing
That another pleasant moment was going to last forever.
Oh yeah, those moments! Savour ’em while they still last… More will follow when you least expect them.
hmmmm , i wonder who two person were inspiration to compelled you to write poetry , though you loathed it :P
@Praths: yeah, at least some one understood what i was trying to say! :P
@Abhinav: Hehe…Shh! This is a blog for good sake. Not a gtalk window. ;)
It made me smile and fooled me into believing
That another pleasant moment was going to last forever.
I look back and wonder where all that genuine happiness went.
If Oscar Wilde was to be believed, this poem is nowhere close to being genuine.
I don’t know what other people might say, but I believe it was absolutely beautiful. I am awed by your poetic side. You have a great imagination. I know it is a blog ritual to say that I have no words for what you just wrote, but I honestly can’t find words.
The only possible word i can use is
AWESOME! :)
@DS: Aww. Thanks a lot :) :)
@Lee: Yaa. Again, reminded me of a quote. If you are not happy now, you never will be. I guess when we really follow this, we can manage to be as happy as we want to be.
Me exactly similar to you!! am not too much into poems! and to be frank, I didn’t read much of it! Do keep attempting! I’m sure you’ll do good!
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Hehe…right! i mean…i will at least read some crappy poem once in a while! coz I like reading the stuff that i write :D
After much of those “Aww”s and “Awesome!”‘s, I will say this is a really good one. “….beer on the beach” , “..coarse sand on the feet” may not have end rhymes but they do have an internal rhyme. Also, “…the picture, I drew” and “….true” have end rhymes. There is a poet in of course.
I liked the description of this never-never and the realization it had dawned towards the end.