The scary cacophony of violent clouds
The thudding sounds and darkness of the awesome pall
The hurting winds and the flooding rains
What a night where nature exhibits its fierce visage
Is the breeze cooler than the chill in my spine?
Is the thunder noisier than my heartbeats?
The sensation of getting electrified,
Getting dragged along by the twister
Oh thunder, strike yet again
Oh clouds smash once more
Oh waves splash aloud on the shore
Giving us a good reason to come close for sure
May the rains drench us both
May the winds favor us longer
May the night get even darker
And the storm even stronger
Whom should it listen to?
Whom should it care for more?
A soul fearing loneliness
Or a couple combating temporal flight
Different needs hence different pleas
To a "Once in a while" Stormy Night
1 comment:
It’s a beautiful coincidence that while I’m writing this comment, it’s raining and thundering outside and I’m alone...On the superficial level of the heart, I’m feeling a joy but somewhere deep down my heart, I’ve to deal with the same metaphorical feelings as illustrated by you. That’s the beauty of true feelings of human heart...they are same for everyone. It’s very simple to say something while you are feeling the same way as I’m doing now. But the tough job is to present the feelings while you are not feeling the same way as done by you. Certainty you were not having the same feelings as in the poem while writing this poem (as reflected in your previous poem) because you have presented the two entirely different set of feelings at the same time.
I liked this poem in the first reading itself because it has something so called rasa in Hindi. This poem reminds me of the romantic era (called Reeti Kal) of Hindi poetry (17th century) which I don’t think you’ve ever read. So, now you have independently begun to think like the great poets. Keep on mixing the ordinary man’s feelings with the great poets’ thinking and you will be getting extraordinary creations
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