Alive

June 14, 2010
By SnehaChatterjee PLATINUM, Kolkata, West Bengal, India, Other
SnehaChatterjee PLATINUM, Kolkata, West Bengal, India, Other
45 articles 2 photos 62 comments

Favorite Quote:
Two roads diverged in the woods and I,
I took the one less travelled by,
And that has made all the difference


I talk to the rain,
It never answers me,
I seek to reach the horizon,
It keeps going away.
I dream of life, like I’m a lifeless bird,
Wishing it were some kind of fairy tale.

The hands of the clock,
Why can’t they just stand still
And live once for themselves.

Why do the amethyst clouds, always have to bemoan,
Even though I smile at them
And how come they cover the smirk of my sun.

Can’t locate my heaven in Geography classes,
There isn’t enough to feed my mind.

Just once can it happen?
Just once will I perceive it?
Just once for the rain talking,
Or the clock resting on saint's day.
Just once without tears,
With my merry sun.

When the gates to my world will open,
And I’ll embrace me,
The heavens will take my circle of cross in their arms,
Just once, just once and only once.

My fires will guard me from the fires of the outside world,
And the rain will sing me my assonance,
The clouds will exclaim in happiness,
And my colors will come back to my skin.

Doubt separates me from the thoughts I think,
It darkens my colors, quashes my feelings,
Kills my hope,
And I,
I disbelieve my ears and words of my heart,
Merely believing in my eyes,
Mind freezes, turns pale,
And I’m not myself anymore.

I search for ‘that me’ in history classes,
As Clueless and nostalgic cold waves of air
Hardly gets to the inside of me.

I keep flipping between the jaws of sorrow,
In the ‘Million Teardrops Ocean’.

Huge void spaces empty my life,
As if my heart,
Captivated inside the four dark walls,
That refuse to reveal me,
The Operas of the green fields.

And when I’m about to die,
The choir of the shrine,
Saves my spirit,
And my doubts explode into dark holes.

I dash away, away and away,
As the skies disclose me the corridors
And I reach the horizon.

I unearth me,
I embrace me,
And I become me again.

The doors to my universe opens,
The rains chant my Heavenly Father’s name,
My heart sets free, as I breathe again,
I become ALIVE…


The author's comments:
Life's what we make it. no matter how sad and torn we are, no matter how hopless we feel, the sun always rises after we turn our setbacks into oppurtunities...

No matter how lost we are, even if we lose ourselves, the path of spirituality holds our soul and gives us the right direction and we succeed in finding ourselves again.

No matter how dead and wingless we become, it is God who lifts us when we fall.

So all we have to do is burn away our doubts and keep the hope.

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Swiwi17 SILVER said...
on Jul. 20 2010 at 10:34 pm
Swiwi17 SILVER, Glasscity, Nevada
8 articles 0 photos 29 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Nothing ever promised tomorrow today"

The imagery is remarkable. 5 stars without question.

on Jul. 14 2010 at 8:03 am
its a good poem....but there are a lot to me add.....ur imagination is very good yaar....gud keep it up......i like it......

pramod4u said...
on Jul. 14 2010 at 5:06 am

u r d best yaar ........ gud poetry...

u r much more talented................


jain said...
on Jul. 14 2010 at 2:48 am

grt

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on Jul. 13 2010 at 6:04 am
SnehaChatterjee PLATINUM, Kolkata, West Bengal, India, Other
45 articles 2 photos 62 comments

Favorite Quote:
Two roads diverged in the woods and I,
I took the one less travelled by,
And that has made all the difference

Hey Thnx a lot!!

on Jul. 12 2010 at 5:33 pm
respecturself7 SILVER, Medina, New York
8 articles 0 photos 76 comments

Favorite Quote:
There is a natural law in life to settle.....I broke that law ~Katherine Hepburn
Love, Is the severest of mental diseases~U.K.
Spinning always spinning....when life puts me down I'll give you a call~respecturself7

Your work is always so amazing. The beauty in your words is absolutly breathtaking. You are one of my favorite poets on this site! :D




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