Yours Self-Indulgently
Published by Aakarsh under Verses on Monday, January 02, 2006
I love myself immersed in my own world,
Trying to Solve the enigmatic mysteries…
of life…out of arrogance…
& Of my life…out of ignorance…
I understand myself and my world, sometimes,
And yet how little I know,
The songs of my thoughts, their poetry,
Their images…hues & their patterns,
Rhymeless Rhythms…
Few relationships…
like threads...
tied....and untied…
tried and untried…
The voice of my body…
my smiles…& few Silent Passages…
Trenches of Emptiness…
And skies of fullness…
All these known to me...
--- yet unknown…
I love you too because,
You are nearest to me,
like my own self.
I understand you too, your world,
The songs of silences, unwritten poems,
Woven in the rustic interludes,
Of the winter melodies…
Broken & unbroken…
Spoken & Unspoken…
Those hidden images of your life,
Hanging in the worlds unexplored,
All your nameless thoughts…
Known and yet some seemingly unknown.
Isn’t it strange that,
You are myself’s self,
And still, As obscure to me…
--- As my own self…
Trying to Solve the enigmatic mysteries…
of life…out of arrogance…
& Of my life…out of ignorance…
I understand myself and my world, sometimes,
And yet how little I know,
The songs of my thoughts, their poetry,
Their images…hues & their patterns,
Rhymeless Rhythms…
Few relationships…
like threads...
tied....and untied…
tried and untried…
The voice of my body…
my smiles…& few Silent Passages…
Trenches of Emptiness…
And skies of fullness…
All these known to me...
--- yet unknown…
I love you too because,
You are nearest to me,
like my own self.
I understand you too, your world,
The songs of silences, unwritten poems,
Woven in the rustic interludes,
Of the winter melodies…
Broken & unbroken…
Spoken & Unspoken…
Those hidden images of your life,
Hanging in the worlds unexplored,
All your nameless thoughts…
Known and yet some seemingly unknown.
Isn’t it strange that,
You are myself’s self,
And still, As obscure to me…
--- As my own self…
7 comments:
:) word played on thought...
Is it the thought or self? i read it amidst all the clamor aroud me at the office ......thoughtless self!!!!!
Pechee
i repeat,
lovely flow.aptest choice of 'words'.there but not there kinda neat rhythm.wah wah wah!!
still onto it...great!
thoughts of an egocentric???!!! it was good as usual as its with your stuff, but the lines Few relationships…
like threads...
tied....and untied…
tried and untried…
The voice of my body…
my smiles…& few Silent Passages…
Trenches of Emptiness…
And skies of fullness…
All these known to me...
--- yet unknown…
are very good
i am proud to be a rooster-member today.
flawless
random walker : sometimes i wish i could do the other way round.
Pechee--> Its just a thought about the self.
Divya--> i sometimes really doubt if my choice of words are apt, because for the same thought, i might different words if i were to express it now.Anyways,Nice that you liked it.Thanks.
Ragz--> call it 6th sense,but i really felt that you would point it out, that you liked those lines.
Baala-->Its not as flawless as you think Dude!and also,dont be so proud...coz its an expression of moronic exuberance of my youth(say!)
Fantastic use of words!! Simply amazing. It seems to me that you simply adore and crave for those moments when u can be to yourself. Some people say lonliness is like torture. Your solitary style is of course on a different scale here. But think of this, love and life as you were referring to are, energies of the universe. Agree? then this would help you connect to all other energies of life to bring about completeness which is unfathomable. So i guess in that case it would mean there is only some extent to which one can truly enjoy and be in solitary pleasure.
......hmmmm.... nice and a very throught provoking poem there.
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