The mirror shone…

March 8, 2009 § 12 Comments

And the mirror shone,with the image,
There stood the love,
There was the symbol within.
The sight was beyond might,
And the will of man,was his own.
He did belong to himself and Earth,
And those who see no face in the mirror,
Are the once who are in darkness.
Switch on the lights he did want to tell,
Yet how to address that which has no face?

That which rots will always rot,
That which grows shall always,
For you cannot be discriminated
Unless you your self choose so.
If the sky looks dull and glut,
Then the spirit shall be alight,
If it does choose to see the light within.
If the tools of men failed be perceived,
Then shall darkness have a victory,
Let the spark of solitude and the society’s
Misnomers do isolate ,in fear of itself.
That ,that curse is a gift,
That not  to belong leads to a search,
And the identity that which is googled,
Will be found,in love,in what we value.

To that we walk,we parade,
Those whose spirit is in integrity,
Who refuse to lie down
And to all that,bow,
For the sweetest rebellion
Is victorious when it seeks not to avenge
Itself in the name of revenge.
To rebel is to accept yourself
And that the face you do see,
Is not meant to be bound but free.
For in freedom alone dwells love,
For a bundle of life is in projection,
To seek the stars and greater levitation.
In dreams love does haunt
To seek the greatness so perceived,
Accidents lead to discoveries,
And so love to solution of mysteries.

Love to be alive,
And to abide to your light.
Humanity is at par with destruction when
In comparison of virtue-
Beyond that lie a very very few.
Sin is sinister and love is not a dagger,
Yet to preserve itself,shall it spill blood?
Is ale  spoiling the unspoiled to give
Negation a victory and to rejoice,
The death of our kind? Or is it the spirit
Of invention,to the man who drank it
As an unknown poison and found heaven?
Or neither but a state of natural invention,
Just so to place the mind a while away
And ultimately free from the bound day?
A metaphor to freedom?

Why is man bound?
And alone his love,with wings,
Always to be flown?
Why is it that we seek solace,
Even though we know out own face?
Now do we bind words into form
And say a noise is right,
The others utter and see your rite?
What sense of order do we see,
And beyond that what do we perceive?
Is disunity,A state of mere callous
Misinterpretation ,a stray mutation,
For us to marginalize our life?

But finally does come a day,
When we do breach innosence
And climb the ladder and pass the grey,
And into the clouds we do pass,
This a metaphoric heaven,
We seek not bliss,
But mere sense of equality-
Be valued as you are and not
What you are meant to be.
If earth was to be such,
Than a beggar will not be a king,
But to do so,must learn the arts
To raise and in character appraise,
The minds of those who fought past
The fiends,those many armed monsters,
The cruel nature of human disunity,
A stark stray-hail! OH! Hail,the society!
In spirit,realize the curiosity!

Love is such,turn on your light,
And in it you shall see the face of life,
Be bold and smile,for what you see
Is what you perceive,illusion or not,
It is a de reguier reality!
In the light of truth,
One will lead,not mere instict
But that which speaks logically,
A known or unknown tongue,
Hear it and learn to be,
Yourself and in that free!

Love yourself and forget disunity,
The world will be what it wants to be.
In scarifies and sacrilege and absurdity,
It sees joy; Then,love to be,
Be not tamed but be free to set free
the wisdom of freedom,
To the rocks,they might wake,
To restore the order of insanity.
Love is that we lend ourselves value,
And that is the end we seek,
Truth is not the end but means to an end.

The light shines the brightest

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§ 12 Responses to The mirror shone…

  • kunthanraj says:

    Every Thing At Your Feet

    hello nice work keep up the great work..keep gooing..rockkk.. ing….

    chcek out mine and how do you feal..pls..

    kunthan

  • lakshmi says:

    another nice poem..how did the exams go ?

  • Reema says:

    Mirror mirror on the wall who is the naughtiest of all?

    By the way is this poem an outcome of Dilli 6?

  • @kunthan: welcome here :D

    @lakshmi: not yet over :)

    @reema: not yet seen the movie :)

  • A lot depends on what is meant by the self…

  • Indyeah says:

    this totally blew me away…it can be interpreted in so many ways…an infinite number of ways.

    .and yet today I choose to see it for all the strife that is taking placein the world and how we have to rise above it…and also the day being celebrated today..women’s day..in that context too..

    ”For you cannot be discriminated
    Unless you your self choose so.”

    ”To that we walk,we parade,
    Those whose spirit is in integrity,
    Who refuse to lie down
    And to all that,bow,
    For the sweetest rebellion
    Is victorious when it seeks not to avenge
    Itself in the name of revenge.
    To rebel is to accept yourself
    And that the face you do see,
    Is not meant to be bound but free.
    For in freedom alone dwells love,
    For a bundle of life is in projection,
    To seek the stars and greater levitation.
    In dreams love does haunt
    To seek the greatness so perceived,
    Accidents lead to discoveries,
    And so love to solution of mysteries.”

    the ones that are my fav here :)

  • Chirag Chamoli says:

    Love to be alive, but still searching the purpose :)

  • “Why is man bound?
    And alone his love,with wings,
    Always to be flown?
    Why is it that we seek solace,
    Even though we know out own face? ”

    i love those lines. absolutely love them :-)

  • Manoj says:

    hey good one :)

  • Aaarti says:

    hmmm… interesting n deep..

    btw,
    But finally does come a day,
    When we do breach “innosence” [spell chk plss:)]

    How r exams? over yet????

  • dawn46 says:

    Visheshunni,
    I liked ” Poem “.You know how
    to ” Write “.You have a way of
    expressing yourself w/out using
    foul launage.I’ve seen this in other
    Poetry I read( don’t take me wrong,
    I ment that in a good way ).I ” Write
    myself’, there’s no need for that type
    of laungage.Again,I enjoyed your ” Poem “.

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