there is a cave
a deep one
beyond this beautiful forest
forest of flowers and leaves and trees and wind
this cave is star-lit dark, deep and silent
adorned by flowers and forest on the front it is rarely seen by the passerbys
sometimes when the world is too much
i walk into my cave
and spend hours here
talking to the silence
listening to the noise outside this silence
trying to think about silly things
like
what would happen if i could catch a star and stitch it into a dress
if i could fold the moon into a triangle
use sun as a bonfire in the cold misty nights
convert events of my life into musical notes
what kind of music would it be - shrieking, musical or plain out of tune
what is the color of my soul now
what was it when i was born
who was i in the other realm
who am i in the present one
what is my color - black, brown, or colorless
what is my composition
anti-matter or the matter
am i evil or pure or nothing
what mood is mine - sad, happy or stone, plain stone
am i confident, under confident, conceited or plain idiot
am i closed or open
why do i giggle like a child
and cry like a heartbroken adult
am i a hero, a coward or non-existent entity
will this tiring journey ever end .....
or
i have miles and births to go
there are no visitors to this cave
absolutely none
the flower forest has many :))
the cave
and the noise of ocean beyond it
is arrested somewhere
deep
very deep
non-reachable
me.
nobody knows the address and the location of this spot. it does not exist for them.
a deep one
beyond this beautiful forest
forest of flowers and leaves and trees and wind
this cave is star-lit dark, deep and silent
adorned by flowers and forest on the front it is rarely seen by the passerbys
sometimes when the world is too much
i walk into my cave
and spend hours here
talking to the silence
listening to the noise outside this silence
trying to think about silly things
like
what would happen if i could catch a star and stitch it into a dress
if i could fold the moon into a triangle
use sun as a bonfire in the cold misty nights
convert events of my life into musical notes
what kind of music would it be - shrieking, musical or plain out of tune
what is the color of my soul now
what was it when i was born
who was i in the other realm
who am i in the present one
what is my color - black, brown, or colorless
what is my composition
anti-matter or the matter
am i evil or pure or nothing
what mood is mine - sad, happy or stone, plain stone
am i confident, under confident, conceited or plain idiot
am i closed or open
why do i giggle like a child
and cry like a heartbroken adult
am i a hero, a coward or non-existent entity
will this tiring journey ever end .....
or
i have miles and births to go
there are no visitors to this cave
absolutely none
the flower forest has many :))
the cave
and the noise of ocean beyond it
is arrested somewhere
deep
very deep
non-reachable
me.
nobody knows the address and the location of this spot. it does not exist for them.
Lovely! Your words always arouse deep feelings and touch the hearts of those who read them! xo
ReplyDeletethat's a beautiful text !
ReplyDeletehope you're good. xx
Wow, deep poem. It makes us think and asks so many different questions.
ReplyDeletenice poem! Lovely images!
ReplyDeleteThat's a lovely place to be. Hope it refreshes and energises you as much as what you choose to share delights, refreshes and energises us.
ReplyDeleteThe cave does have it need sometimes...just keep in mind that flowers await
ReplyDeleteps. You have some beautiful love pics here
Would love to know what went behind this post!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem! I always love reading your writing.
ReplyDeleteDear Sush, depth is one word this poem brings out of me. You write deep and you have felt even deeper! We may be colourful outside but sometimes we know inside we are looking for a tiny tint of any hue! Its unknown to others, they cant sense it, and the ones who can are the ones who are our soulmate.
ReplyDeleteIts a beautiful composition..the metaphors, the imagination is so vivid, so creative and unusual....loved - folding the moon into a triangle, the color of the soul, Sun for the bonfire....AMAZING.
Take care! I wish you need to go to the cave less often and if you go, you get beautiful creations like this (just more happy).
-Shef
for me, you describe a place of the great unknown and unknowable. and yet, you show that we must arrive at a place in order to make some kind of contact, some kind of dance with this mystery. the answers don't come, but birthing these beautiful questions is not meaningless. i really like how you drop in the added detail of the ocean when you reintroduce the cave. it was a second look that saw a bit more, and an everlasting symbol. for me, finding this place is to allow us to find these questions within, and then we can see more of this magical place, and so on perhaps.
ReplyDeleteI read it twice. It has so much of depth in it.:)
ReplyDeleteYour poems always make me think. Thank you for writing them. Thanks for stopping by and your kind words.
ReplyDeleteTake care and have a blessed weekend!