Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Eternal Masquerades

The umpteen icons stayed secreted in the rocks, like so many fetuses united in consciousness. The sky endured blues in the earthen pots. The night whispered in the shade, as a horse’s neigh muffled the feigns of the galloping desire’s reign. The breathless ether tried to break the facades. The rocks became shores when destroyed to pull out idols to be tamed to eternal shackles; to lead a relic’s life. The sky was masked by blue and the sea obscured by waves. Pretentious clouds performed like quacks hastily disappearing to shelter. A chameleon’s rebirth as star was an apparent redundancy in the northeastern firmament; though the ever changing hues freed me from the clutches of many a symbol’s fetters. The dissonance of noises hushed the truth of silence. Then, ice was ultimately broken to make salt dolls to be bathed in infinite oceans. The sheaths, peeled off and heaped in, now became trees for men to perch on as birds.
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Margareth Osju said...

Your words affect the reader's empathy to the ultimate questions about life / ideas / illusions / emotions and mystery ......

Thank you, poet, for all of these touching poems you have shared with you. For me as a reader, it has been a real pleasure every time you have published something.

I would like and wish you a nice and creatively happy year 2009.

"Hanging on a Hyphen" said...

You owe me an apology!
... For all the times that you make me shrink with insecurity because of the brilliant way you write.
God bless poets like you...

rashi said...

what a great expression ability you have. congratulations.

Sadia Hussain said...

Wonderful expression!
" The breathless ether tried to break the facades", seemed to unveil all covers.
Haven't seen any new posts Shashi for a while, but as someone mentioned in your shoutbox you can't have too much of a good thing too soon.
Take care .