A Liar's Guide to the Dreams..

In the dead of the night, the dreams come in one by one. They cling to you with soft acceptance, and they know it all..

These are the dreams which leave a note of remembrance. They cling to our tongues like a bittersweet delight.

They feel familiar, though their flavour melts in the mouth... and taste distinctly unusual.


December 09, 2006

Two Poems.... for the mists of an Autumnal Dawn

Arka, this is because I was too lazy to mail.


The Retreat


I've stopped loving you.

Whatever courses through my veins now are aftershocks,

Denied moments of paralysed thoughts,

Unbearably familiar.

Oh, I have stopped.

Waving, wading towards the unreachable horizon of Eternal Belief

When I once perhaps could unite

But now the straining drops of molten wariness

Chase the futile fragments;

My memories float in the shallow pool

Of numb distorted moments of fragmented vision.

Yes, I have stopped it. Finally...



The Partition


My fingers creep towards the door

And unlatches the lock

And then freezes in the distant discord

Of melifluous harmony.

In the roots of my aching bones

Something wake up to call forth

So many dried-up memories

Born again, from the drugged

Hole inside the rusty depths

Of this chaotic vision.


My spirits hover over my head,

Crooning, caressing, craving

The necessity to give in

To shameless, wanton discourses

Of dissected emotions,

Laying them moments apart from

Where I stand, hands frozen

On the doorknob,

Waiting for an entrance

To my divided portions.

8 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hey,

Me first..
Hmmm, so lots of water hv paaseed by..good good!!

So howz ur didi's wedding celebration..& yeah yeah ur PATNA trip?? Cool right!!

Hey, why nt send this song by C Simon to him. It's d best song to make someone spl very confused..really!! Take care!!

You walked into the party
Like you were walking onto a yacht
Your hat strategically dipped below one eye
Your scarf it was apricot
You had one eye in the mirror
As you watched yourself gavotte
And all the girls dreamed
That they'd be your partner
They'd be your partner, and....

You're so vain
You probably think this song is about you
You're so vain
I'll bet you think this song is about you
Don't you? Don't you?

You had me several years ago
When I was still quite naive
Well you said that we made such a pretty pair
And that you would never leave

But you gave away the things you loved
And one of them was me
I had some dreams
They were clouds in my coffee
Clouds in my coffee and....

You're so vain
You probably think this song is about you
You're so vain
I'll bet you think this song is about you
Don't you? Don't you?

Well I hear you went up to Saratoga
And your horse naturally won
Then you flew your Lear jet up to Nova Scotia
To see the total eclipse of the sun

Well, you're where you should be all of the time
And when you're not you're with
Some underworld spy
Or the wife of a close friend
Wife of a close friend, and....

You're so vain
You probably think this song is about you
You're so vain
I'll bet you think this song is about you
Don't you? Don't you?

Arti Honrao said...

Hi!
Lovely poems, especially the 2nd.

Came thru Roy's blog, you've got a decent place here :)




GBU
Arti

panu said...

Roy- OH HO HO HO HO HO!!! This one I've got to send my friends....

Arti- thank you for going through my place in webworld. Hope to see more of you again.

Anonymous said...

Aww. But brilliant poetry. Never knew Sappho walked among us.*feels humbled*

panu said...

GMM- sharse!! this is actually a reaction to CN... the second one esp.

Btw, Sapphic??

panu said...

GMM- sharse!! this is actually a reaction to CN... the second one esp.

Btw, Sapphic??

the still dancer said...

honoured!!
The first, though, is a little teen-age angst like, and (can't believe I'm saying this) a bit wordy.
The second is much, much better. Especially the ending.

panu said...

arka - thanks, the first one is perhaps a bit stretched I guess... well you know me, i cant really write.