Saturday, January 29, 2011

The True Vision

















As I sat on the sea shore,
Watching the tides rise and ebb,
Somehow a feeling of gloom enclosed,
Life seemed to be heading in no way.
Looking for 'What' behind the perfect door,
Entangled in a self spun web,
In mundane tasks blissfully engrossed,
The mechanical clocks tick in melancholy in each day.

I am pulled out of the slumber,
As mirthful laugh fills my ears,
My eyes wander in direction of sound,
To find two kids building sand castle.
Humming to tunes in cheerful numbers,
Not bothering to look as I draw near,
It didn't look breathtakingly astound,
Yet there was happiness in those eyes so hazel.

The castle was the opposite of beautiful,
Just a lump of moist sand,
Topped with flowers that had wilted,
Bordered with ugly rocks and shell.
Once, twice, thrice with all the energy I could pull,
I asked if they wanted a hand,
They turned and looked at a void space ahead,
Suddenly something within me rang a bell.

Reality hit me like a bolt from blue,
The kids lived in utter darkness, totally blind.

That’s when the girl turned around and said,
Don't the flowers smell nice?
I looked at the innocent joy on her face,
And at the withered colourless petals...
No words to answer, tears welled instead.
Realization hit colder than ice,
Tiny moments of happiness in the mad race,
Are always present under the sign of integrals;

Yet oblivious we just walk through,
In quest of something significant.
Only when you see people less fortunate,
does the importance dawn;
To relish every second from a melting chocolate fondue.
Else life will just be a remnant.
Their blindness didn't leave them in a sorry state,
In spite of the daily hardships undergone.

Here they were, having all the fun in the world,
With whatever they had and could find,
They were blessed with true inner sight.
Through their eyes, I finally could see,
Pages from my life unfurled,
With myself I really have been unkind.
Just wishing for more resulting in blight,
Groping in darkness, the one blind was me.

Now I sat with the unsuspecting kids,
Breathing in the fragrance of flowers and sea,
Enjoying the waves grazing my feet,
Thanking them for what they made me see.

5 comments:

  1. Super-Like !! Continue racking ur writing brain !! U have a thing for words that do make an effect ..

    cheers,

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  3. awesome rhyme scheme !!! :D just brilliant !!! m jealous :D
    and superb poem.....really moving :D

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