A Plunge into the Ocean
The silver streaks of ecstasy,
The deepest plunge into the blue
The murmurmed lullaby of the silent green
Enchanting touch of the cold.
Rising up and moving down,
Floating in the emerald green
Dwelling deep in the colourful silence
Soft sponges play.
The shining crystals, slippery pearls
Swift schools pass by
With the beauty of a thunderbolt
Through the wrecked window.
The green curves intertwined
Nodding to the current above
Floating through the dungeon deep
The silver streaks glitter again.
Poem By: Sudha S.Babu
Showing posts with label Soul silence. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Soul silence. Show all posts
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Soul Silence
Soul Silence
I dare not challenge him though I wish to
The golden ring hugs my finger tight
It’s to that piece of yellow glittering gold
That I have surrendered my mind, though myself.
He who bought me with his manhood
Whose desires I am destined to quench
The world calls it divine bondage
They call me lucky woman, indeed!
A testament of unwritten norms
Of many ‘don’ts’ and much more ‘do’s’
All set according to his pleasure
What am I to do with them?
Is it what you call commitment?
A thing to last for a lifetime?
I believe that this virtue of yours
Will make my grave, a slave’s adobe!
Poem by: Preethu P
I dare not challenge him though I wish to
The golden ring hugs my finger tight
It’s to that piece of yellow glittering gold
That I have surrendered my mind, though myself.
He who bought me with his manhood
Whose desires I am destined to quench
The world calls it divine bondage
They call me lucky woman, indeed!
A testament of unwritten norms
Of many ‘don’ts’ and much more ‘do’s’
All set according to his pleasure
What am I to do with them?
Is it what you call commitment?
A thing to last for a lifetime?
I believe that this virtue of yours
Will make my grave, a slave’s adobe!
Poem by: Preethu P