Saturday, June 26, 2010

Rehearsing an Old Plot

Woven in mist

Their faces

Appear in my dreams

And stalk

The spiraling stairs

Of heart

And with lips entice

As I swoon

In trance

And taste at once

The unforeseen bliss

That drips

From those eyes

And fills up my cup

And spills…

Away from the doses of grime and grease

From struggling silence

And fretted unease

Their songs now call to my soul

As I roll

As a fish that is coiled in a net

Of trust and duty and who knows what else.

I am drunk in my dreams

And hope

For a flight

With angels of light

Who I know shall fly

With others elsewhere

Beyond my gaze

In unflinching haze.

And still do I dream

And conjure in vain

Those eyes, those lips

Those enchanting songs

That drag my ship

To who knows what shore

And toss my soul

As a cloud in a storm

That hopes for a flash

To pour out in rain

Songs of a hymn that is unheard of yet!

I tussle with life to sail in my dreams

Punctuating days

With half-hearted screams.


Robert said...

one of your best poems. THE BEST perhaps. deep feelings and explicit imagery, could almost feel the dampness in your eyes.

Abin Chakraborty said...

Hello Robert.cudnt see ur here is my heartfelt thanks for ur appreciative comments.THANK YOU.such comments are precisely the encouragement one needs to keep posting.

Robert said...

sigh! if i could express my love like this, she would not have walked away ....

Mary said...

We always have to continue to dream...and though we are tossed, as if in a storm, we can fly above. I enjoyed this.

Susie Clevenger said...

Such a beautiful expression of love...we fall into it and hope it has no end.

Jinksy said...

As a fish that is coiled in a net Of trust and duty and who knows what else.

You'll be at home in my poem today! LOL ♥

Kerry O'Connor said...

This put me in mind of a sailor, unable to resist the call of the siren.

Anonymous said...

this is splendid Abin! i was reading it and images flew in front of my eyes in such a realistic way...beautiful!

Titus said...

I thought you handled the juxtaposition of the dual life led well, and movingly. The yearning is made evident, and the danger of yielding to the preferrred hinted at with the enchanting songs/that drag.
The final stanza was very effective, and the whole has provoked thoughts I can't quite resolve. Liked it!

Mary B. Mansfield said...

Love, love, love this! I feel as if I've just been on a walk through your dreams and recognized some bits of my own dreams in it.

Marian said...

i think there should be more exclamation pointing in poetry! love it.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Oh how we soar in our dreams. I so loved reading this, ablaze with longing and images.........glorious writing!

Anonymous said...

nice rhymes

Cathy Feaster said...

this was mystical...great imagery and deeply felt emotion

Laura Maria said...

Is there a word to do this poem justice? This is one of the best I've read in a while. I love it :D