Thursday, March 22, 2012

My humble land.

 My humble land.

I could captain my thoughts,
I could meditate reason within me,
I could forsake desire,
I was an arrogant sovereign.

My land was never troubled,
it stood with a pyramid chest.
It welcomed the outlandish,
but they remained guests
they never ripened to natives.

You were a banned immigrant,
you were banished from my land long ago.
I refused to be touched by your solicitude, your amour,
I refused to lose my land,
I refused to cleave along your sea,
the sea, you came from.

I lived on the plains,
your sea overwhelmed me.
The high tides were too ferocious to love,
the life on sand was evanescent.

The horizon of my land was simple,
not a grain of deceive sowed,
the sky was rational,
the sky that never promised the elusive.

And then you approached,
from that very horizon, the high tides behind you.
You flooded my land with chaos,
and strife hit between the natives of both lands.
Mine wished to remain untouched, safe-
yours dragged them by the fist,
to see the sun, to end the god fearing.

And suddenly I breathed in-
the dusts of the perturbed soil,
that spoke volumes of the riot of hearts you were guilty of-
my lashes abridged my blink,
and I looked up at the sky,
the sky which whirl pooled along the sea.

You had won over my land,
however my defeat was as welcomed as spring,
for you gave me a reason,
to once again kiss the handsome artistry of reasonless,
that set in with the adventure of your romance.

You had won over my land,
however my defeat was as welcomed as spring,
after all my land was a humble one,
why, my land was my heart.
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 The joy of poetry, after a while, oh yes.
-Nil.

45 comments:

  1. You have a wonderful way with words.
    Love ♥

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    1. Why, thank you so much. That's very kind of you :)

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  2. woww yaar a magic with words... truly great :)

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  3. TOday it showed you have written a new article :)

    a lovely poem ...

    going ot other posts now

    Bikram's

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    1. Bikram! Good to see you here. Thank you so much :)

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  4. Nice words there nil. And way to wrap it up with that last line; joins the pieces beutifully. :)

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    1. TYPO is my middle name. This is the 3rd time its happened on your blog. :/ GAWD!

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    2. Thanks, lady! And hehh, it's okayy. Chill on it :)
      P.s- update toh koro!

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    3. Korbo korbo. :P Ekhon cake bananoy besto :P

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    4. And now YOU'VE got me staring at the empty fridge :P
      Blaaaaadyyy. The number of times my mother's tried making me bake. xD

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    5. Aree kitna easy hein. AND THE BEST PART...if you are as GREEDY and HEARTLESS as thee then YOU GET TO HAVE THE WHOLE OF IT. Go bake!

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    6. Hahahah! Now, nobody's put it THAT way :D

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  5. This is a VERY different Love poem! And different here is a synonym for Oh-So-Fantastic.
    I see your so called Writer's block has ended. And well, what a magnificent end, this is! :)

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    1. Heeeh, thank you lady! So glad to know you thought so :)
      And pfft. The Writers block and I have a precious Love/Hate relationship. It'll visit me soon, so I'm going to exploit my solitary creative juices till it's time to stare at the keyboard like a lost puppy, again :P

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  6. I like. I like very much.

    Writer's block can suck it.

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  7. SAXXXYYY! Where have you been? You're off FB too! Anyhoo, guess you guys have your boards now, no? All the best! Nail it :D
    Lots of love :*

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    1. SIIIIMMMKIIII! HI,THERE my gorgeousness!
      Yessss. I'm kinda off the Mark Zukie circuit for a while. Till boards end anyway :P I've been underground and lovin' it, I am.
      I shall get in touch with you soon, and hint- Bombay has chances after Boards :D
      Thanks for the luck, babe. Heaps of love :*

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    2. WHAT ARE YOU SAYING! :D
      YAY! Call me if you're coming!
      And yes, staying away from Facebook ..feels great!
      See you!

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    3. Hellllllllls yeah. You be the phhirrst to get mai call ^.^
      Catch you soon, Siiim!

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  8. thank u for visiting my blog..

    Just when I was thinking whether poetry and poets have become redundant, it's a joy to find someone writing such good poetry! Do keep visiting and read some of mine too!

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    1. Hi, there! Thank you so much, you're much too generous with compliments. I'm thrilled that you liked the poem, and welcome to my blog :)

      And most definitely, shall browse through your poetry soon enough!

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  9. ou had won over my land,
    however my defeat was as welcomed as spring,
    after all my land was a humble one,
    why, my land was my heart.

    how on earth does a mere 17 year old come up with such genius stuff...poetry was always a far cry for me, and its so natural to you..i can so imagine you typing this out and smiling and re-reading and checking for any errors, finally content with teh words !!!

    proud of you my little one :)

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    1. When there are such blissful love stories like yours on blogger itself, it's no big deal to come up with poetry, believe you me :)

      And heeeeh. So true! Ran a double check on everything until I was content :P

      And thank you PinkPatiyalaSis :) Kisses to the little marshmallow :)

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  10. Lovely, lovely poem. Love literally as a conquest of a foreign land. Magnificent metaphor! :)

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    1. ..and rather very naturally, anything foreign brings in a whole lot of speculation :)
      Thank you, so much!

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  11. Oh the joy of reading you
    As if lost in another world
    World of armours and amours
    Worlds of smiles in defeats
    World where you sang to me
    And the world of you and me :)

    Loved every bit of it ....it feel as if you were reading to me with the visuals playing in the background...that much beauty there was in your words :)

    Keep writing my little genius :)

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    1. And there y'go, the poetess of the house steps in :)
      Haha, thank you m'love! That was beautifully put :)

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  12. Beautiful... Simply beautiful.

    Outstanding :)

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    1. Thank you so much, Soumya. Absolutely thrilled that you liked it :)

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  13. I j'adore the last line. My land is my heart.

    I honestly live that. My land. Hometowns hold such a significance in our lives, si?

    And lady. You is to write, as I is to talk. Both- of which we can't live without.

    <3

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    1. Merci beacoup, ma amie =)

      Yes. Hometowns hold a little too much of significance and pride, and isn't that sucha sweet trouble?

      Aww Zeeeebs, thank you! What niceness you are, lady!
      <3

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  14. This is wonderful poetry, excellent to read.
    I usually write about life's experiences and other poetry.
    Thanks for the visit and comment.
    One new follower for you.
    Yvonne.

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    1. Hi, there! Thank you so much. It's very kind of you to have dropped by. I sure do hope to see you around :)
      Yes, I did go through your poetry. Lovely, mussay!

      Cheers :)

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  15. the joy of love, passion of desire and artistry of words made it quite a worth to read... wonderful... will be back to read your next post :)

    Weakest LINK

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    1. Why, thank you Rachit. I do look forward to seeing you around here :)

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  16. This was beautifully penned. I fell in love with:
    'You had won over my land,
    however my defeat was as welcomed as spring,
    for you gave me a reason,
    to once again kiss the handsome artistry of reasonless,
    that set in with the adventure of your romance.'


    Thank you for dropping by my blog. I appreciate your comment. :-)

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    1. Thanks heaps, Komal.

      And believe you me, it was a pleasure. Absolutely loved that post of yours, what an interesting read I say :)

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  17. i think your poetry might even be better than your short stories. i really loved this one and the metaphors within. i even had to look up the word 'cleave,' lol.

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    1. Hahah aww Cheryl! Thank you so much, you're too much niceness I say <3

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  18. I think I am in total Awe of you! I knew it the moment I clicked into your blog! In love with every line of this poem! <3 :)

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