Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Do think...


Somewhere lost in the sea of silence, I try to find the solace in you,
I try to live the truth, and there I find me in you...

I know I build the restlessness around us for some time...
But your talk seizes the pressure every time…

The wind goes still for a while…
Oh that wouldn’t deter me to carry on for miles…
But you know the fact..
I cannot go on for long with the same smile…

I feel I’m rowing this boat a little too hard…
But I'm probably thinking of too far!

I’m sure the waves would lead us to the shore
But me being me, I would still row…

I know trivialities happen for a reason…
But you know, with time, changes the season…

Yes times do change, and so do thoughts, they say...
A tiny ray of hope would still help me play…
Along the crevices I will still follow your way,
To help you think, if you may...

3 comments:

  1. nice one...i usually dont stop at poetry but this one is good...:)

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  2. I really like your poem.

    What I am getting from it is that the speaker is doing too much, while getting too little back from silence, or whoever it is. The idea of rowing too hard, or maybe too far really works well.

    The whole emotional experience and reflection on it is very quiet and peaceful, even though waiting for the other to think, consider, and/or respond may be nerve-wracking, and perhaps heartbreaking.

    Keep up the good work, and enjoy the Poets' Rally!
    :-)
    You can find my entry at:
    http://elainedanforth.wordpress.com/2012/08/02/light-was-not-always/

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