Frozen tears cold as ice
clogging up ducts
too hard to flow
in warm rivulets
down alabaster cheeks
lightening grief
carefully padlocked
in iron chests
away from eyes
that probe and seek.
Frozen tears cold as ice
trapped powerless
struggling to flee
in tiny gasps
of shallow breath
through tinier gaps
cracks and fissures
in a door tightly shut
to ease a heart
bowed down with weight.
- Shail Mohan (Jan 2008)
Reposted from shail-mohan blogs @ sulekha.com
Wow…yes, its the heaviest things we carry…
Rashmi, the heaviest, yes!
Hi Shail,I just came to pass you an award,but I see that you have already bagged it.Nevermind,take it from me again,as a note of friendship
Good day
Thank you Nimmy. Most honored that you came by with an award!
Forgot to link
http://nimis540.wordpress.com
Nice.
… and isn’t that your pic?
Thanks IHM. As for the picture, yes, it is!
Oh dear dear!
Ice-cold tear?
Thaw and flow!
Then, nose blow!
Finally — light-heart — cheer!
Gulshan, your lines bring a smile to my face!
Gosh…that was beautiful, Shail! Simply lovely…and your pic looks great too
Thanks Ganga for that lavish appreciation!
Lovely poem, Shail!
Thank you Manju!
Beautifully crafted Shail. You have vividly captured that yearning to flow and the incapacity to do so. One teeny weeny suggestion – wouldn’t “breath” be a better term than “breathe” – being a noun and all that. I have a feeling it is just a typo…
Ooops Roopa! Thanks for pointing that out. In fact I noticed it in the morning and wanted to edit it and as is usual forgot all about it!!
Anyways, have done the needful now. Thanks for the appreciation!
awww shail! whatte poem!
Hey Shaili! Thanks!!
A lovely poem, Shail. One that is filled with such yearning, and such poignancy!
Usha, glad you think so. Thanks!
Nice, nicely written.
Thank you Dhiren!
whats with this blogger page that doesnt let me read.. kuch baatein chote bade??
I dont blog there any more Dhiren. Had begun there, but moved over to Yahoo and then to my own place here.
Shail, looks like you have written on the eco damage that is going on. Free flow of tears cleanses the soul and free flow of sewage cleans the town. Both shouldn’t be clogged.
PRG, that’s a very valid point!
Shail, pain makes the words flow…circumstances make tears freeze. How beautifully you have said so much…
We need guys like PRG too!
Thanks for the appreciation Vinod. Yeah, PRG is right!