Yesterday I was going through my dairy which I stopped writing many years ago and slipped into down the memory lane.
I forgot that I used to write so much poetry during my school and college days and the din and push of life survival race had effectively sealed my creativity and creative energy.
When I re-read it I could not believe this was written by me.....almost ages and unpublished.
I am putting it on record as a copyright piece of intellectual property and hope you will enjoy it.
This was written by me in Dusseldorf, Germany when I went there to meet my Aunt and my cousins after a longtime of seperation from each other. It was one of the most memorable and lovliest moments of life which was spent with my Aunt Mary who is a german and her motherly indulgence to me had been something I will treasure till end. My 30 days spent with my Aunt, cousin Usha, Damian were like gift of god ! I can write a book on my experiences in those days. Now I know what it is like when two families meet after a gap of decades. We just kept writing letters to each other as at that time means of communication were not so developed as it is now. So when I reached her home and she shown me amount of letters I wrote to her I was surprised ! Hundreds of them all kept in a safe manner thoughts and contents looked fresh yet letters looked a little antique but well preserved.
So I find my poems ........
Written on 27.12.1988
Titled : Pilgrimage
On a pilgrimage -
as ever
I'm here,
to live an image !
The image -
that was always within me,
lovely, beautiful !
at times
lonely images !
Crowded, confused
and
innocent images !!
Among
colour,variation and contours
nothing
like an eternal expectation
of
deprived.
Along
the hustle, bustle
and pompous chores !
comparable to
a
stolen
step contrieved.
From
the images -
pain and sorrow,
towards
the images -
pleasure and joy !
How wonderful
would it been,
if
either had shared -
the images I seen !!
A world awaiting miracles !
Look !
everything's around you !!
and,
it is among the images,
you -
find a cosmic clue !!!
This is not my first poetry , I have more than 80 poems and all unpublished.
More next time......till then
ciao ! take care !!
Sanjaoy
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
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Mr. Verma, Hope is a good thing, maybe the best of the things and no good thing evr dies. I think you should unlease your hidden creativity and start writing again. I liked them a lot. --anonymous
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