The giant, bright fireball sets
Reddish hues all around
The unending, unlimited, infinite sky
Seems roasted towards the extreme west
The twirled, whirled, looped nimbus clouds
Wearing beautiful curly attires
Are out to roam lavishly
Like a jaded Prince’s grandeur procession
A splendid sight, a superb scenic view
A photogenic memoir
The Virgin Beauty lands on this trifle planet
Beholding every eye, sparkling every mind,
Touching every heart!!!
But, but I’m numb, cancerously innate
Unmoved by this heavenly magnificence
Cuz, the thing that attracts me most
The thing that’s caught my thoughts
Is the stellar sea’s secluded vastness
Deep, deep and deeper it is
Many a divers dig deep to measure its prowess
Yet, return with shallow breath
Endless, though it may be
The see seem to be restless
The westerlies has become its partner on way
And it seems that they are playing
Trying to catch each other, but failing
Some perfect playmates
The sea chases the breeze
The breeze, the gentle breeze rushes in
And the sea
The poor sea collapses each time on the beach…..
I stand clueless on the shore
Watching these gimmicks with a fixed glare
I feel that the sea also has emotions
Worldly emotions just as me
And it calls me towards it
And it ebbs at my feet
Inviting me to be its next playmate
Still, I remain stranded, bedazzled
While it makes such furious splashes on the rocks
To show that it’s annoyed Or may be it plays drums on them
To amuse me, to mock me
Or is it very very exuberant
Not irked by my actions
And sometimes………….
Sometimes there is a slow sudden calmness
The silent grave voice makes me feel the sea’s sadness
The sea’s hidden melancholy
The deep sea’s deep pathos
Concealed in its base, the shallow base
I wonder what could have made it so sad
Terribly unhappy
It can’t get the breeze in its hold
But lay a meek servant to its commanded directions
It meanders at the breeze’s orders
It roars, It tides, It ebbs, It splashes
But the energetic surface muffles up the deep still underwater
Which doesn’t move
Lay unaffected, untouched.
While others may keep themselves to the top
I see through at the bottom
Ohhh… so feeble……….
So meek, so weak
So feeble is the sea and so is my power
I realize,
I often try to hold the breeze of my desire
But some inevitable prevents me to do so
I am overpowered, I realize
Hence the sea is vast and fathom
Vast as my sorrows
The sorrow of my heart
Calling me near it
Drawing my instincts towards it
And I m drawn every time like an addict
Supernaturally
Perhaps to share the same sadness…
Do you realize?
