Sunday, August 12, 2007

After Years

She entered. A simple shimmer.
She walked. She didn’t look up.
Her eyes focussed on the floor.
Watching the carpet. The legs of chairs.
The shoes. The legs of people sitting.
Of people walking. She walked.
Till she saw a pair of shoes
Right in front of her.
A pair of polished black shoes.
She saw.
She didn’t look up.
She couldn’t.
Fixed she was to ground
The magnetic ground.
A magnetic pull from all sides.
She could not move.
A million spirals were growing
Out and out and out of her
The shoes were all she saw.
She wished the moment should go
On and on and on and on.
The next moment should not come.
What would she say!

Slowly, she looked up.
She saw.
And, she saw.
And, tears came.

They moved out of the path
And sat on two chairs.
In silence. Together.
What could any words have said?
The finite walls of words
Can hold not the free gusts
That sweep the fields of mind.

Japinder Gill

4 comments:

Married Woman said...

she fall short of words
she had a fall of expressions
she wrote without a full stop
she left incomplete ...
she used the verses that speak in their silence
she used these words that are not only words
she touched the topic that speaks itself
she created a view that was searching for a view
she showed how words speak still hiding the truth.

Married Woman said...

hii, a nice poem to feel good after reading....has a flow.... provoke feelings in imaginative world !!

The usage of VERSES suits the best to the context of the poem:)
the open sentences adding to the imagination of readers....
the open sentences expressing all that words fall short of.....

very beautifully u have linkes the part of 'SHE' with 'TEARS'.

an emotional poem written in a way to enhance the emotions. :-p

i think it could have been longer so as to feel the ocean of emotions more deeply.

the way of writting really attracting,,,,
write few more in same pattern,,, that wud be interesting.

deepti
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hip hip hurray!! #_$&*

Anonymous said...

nice one jappy

Jay said...

Thanks Deepti. Thanks Tarun.
I don't think making it longer would have done much for the poem-coz there were no words to be said anyways. They were both sitting in silence, what could I have said? That was the whole point of this poem- that sometimes words fall too short!