Walking down an isolated aisle;
On me bright silvery light befalls;
Trance or reality?
Uncertainty prevails!!
I continue my journey,
myself and silence.
But suddenly out of the blue something catches me;
Guessing???
Beautiful emerald like structures;
with an unknown lustre,desire and search.
I want to reach it,
But can't;
Immortality,fertility and femininity !!!
All are there;
But she is not near......
I shout, follow, and even pray;
But she is a mystery;
An oblivion or a real feeling?
I think i m too much drunk;
Not with liquor;
But her beautiful chasm and radiation.
After eying for an infinite long time;
I am left puzzled and wanting;
An angel or a mortal;
With all the desires and longing to know her;
I realize.................
Imagination not only creates magic,
But gives birth to reality!!!!!
I'm feelin too small to comment upon this poem bcoz this poem is larger than life for me....
ReplyDeleteI often think of poetry as something that should simply be a joy to read...but Mr. Khan poems make you dig for what their message and/or meaning is.....All of his poems grabbed me at the very first instance,bcoz of his response and the way in which it is written to.....
I really ended up enjoying.....