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Whims, whims….

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Crowned Poem, English Poetry, March 2011 Contest

A pity it is that I cannot fly,
Cannot spread my wings and zoom up high,
Cannot inveigle myself in the clouds,
Cannot cross the skies and meet the gods!

Whooshing up straight like an arrow,
Breathing in the fresh air,
Of all pains being unaware…..
Wish, there was a bow that I could borrow!

Diving down into the mysteries of the sea,
Be a part of the coral embedded deep,
A pearl sequestered in a shell,
Cushioned from the agonies of hell.

Whimsical for all that is out of reach,
Wish again for powers to mend that breech
that makes one rich and one poor,
One so high and another lower,
Create a heaven right here on earth,
Put in each one’s pocket
An equal share of mirth!!

17 Comments

  1. Gion Gion says:

    An-mhaith álainn!
    Parminder,
    whimsical poem indeed. I found the changing form of rhyme and image and structure to mirror how my thoughts often jump about when pondering such themes.
    ” A pity it is that I cannot fly,
    ………
    Whooshing up straight like an arrow,
    ………..
    Of all pains being unaware…..
    Wish, there was a bow that I could borrow! – the wishful thinking, the escapism yet we remain dependent “borrow”.
    “An equal share of mirth!!” – even amidst inequalities why not equal of mirth.
    Really enjoyed this poem and felt uplifted by everything about it,
    Fergus

    • parminder says:

      @Gion Gion, Thanks Fergus for the kind and uplifting words. Desires never have a fixed pattern, do they? 🙂
      Free as birds they tend to fly, reaching high, high, high!

  2. siddha Nath Singh says:

    fantastic style and powerful imagery.

  3. Vishvnand says:

    A poem of whims & whims in & of delight,
    Not whimsical but of profound meaning & insight
    liked the poem immensely and pondering with its beautiful thoughts
    Kudos…

  4. U.M.Sahai says:

    A beautiful poem indeed, Parminder ji, Kudos.

  5. parminder says:

    Thank you so much Vishva ji and Sahai ji for the appreciation.

  6. Hitesh says:

    gr8 poem ma’am
    nd congrats on the crown!!!!!

  7. Pavit says:

    beauty is what you write,
    picturesque is paint,
    depth is what you flaunt,
    perfection is what you tend to achieve.

    all in all that’s all I have.

    a point to ponder in the following line of your’s-
    “A pearl sequested in a shell,”

    shouldn’t it be ‘sequestered’ instead of ‘sequested’ .
    pl. do reply as am very curious to know what you have to say in your own unique style 🙂

    • parminder says:

      @Pavit, Ah yes, gotcha, as they say! Yup, you say right,
      mere human that I am
      made this error slight
      which now i have put right!!
      Thanks for pointing out. Typo …
      And, do I have a “style” ? I just go on with the thought process without bothering to edit or shape most of the time. My words are so simple for the simple reason that I don’t know too many 🙂
      Thanks a lot for all the encouraging words .

  8. medhini says:

    Very imaginative and well structured poem, Soni.

  9. SARALA says:

    The poem begins with pity and ends with mirth . There is a long range that is traversed in between. A nice poem with a jerky movement to show how whims are born and nurtured .

    • kusumgokarn says:

      @SARALA,
      Desire of the moth for the star….
      Well expressed. Last two lines clinch the whole gist of the poem. Very serious intent. Not at all a Whim , rather a genuine Wish for the welfare of all human beings high and low.
      Kusum

  10. parminder says:

    Thank you so much Hitesh, Medhini, Sarala and Kusum.

  11. renukakkar says:

    enjoyable read…i could atually visualise 🙂

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