We the weary travelers of the dark
Like the shadowed peaks of snow
In anticipation stood,
Humbled, tired, cold and drained
Waiting for another morning
To restore that which the night had sapped
Waiting for the benevolent sun
Armed with candles of rays
To light the altar of our hearts
As it lit the lamps of snow
To make us alive, to make us glow
Once again…….
24 comments:
Phew! first time i ever heard a voice post..start podcasting now :)
You know i am an idiot with absolute no taste of poetry so really can't comment on how great it was :D
Hi Sadia, great poem. I love the sun too - more than the moon I think. 'The humbled peaks' is a great idea. Also liked your previous poem...baagaan se guzarti hui wohi raah chalta hai...
First the moon and then the sun? Conincidence or intentional?
After reading your poem on the moon, I was writing one myself. Did'nt turn out so well, but I will post it anyway someday...
could not hear your voice post. Maybe I need to download something.
Sharique: Don't take the trouble with how great it was.. I have a taste for poetry and I can tell you it wasn't all that great :).. Yeah was thinking of doing something with podcasting but somehow din't get round to doing enough R&D about it.
Anant: I see the coincidence only because you point it out:). Never mind how well the poem turns out. I don't think mine turned out too well either but i posted it nevertheless and so should you.. looking forward to reading it:)... About the video-- You can't hear it at all or is it broken? can u see the video through? ok try seeing it here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8L7SxcBiDOY
we ,living in concrete jungle, should adapt our emotional wings to fly up the hills and remain unclued to why r we flying ?
BTW i was not at all sarcastic..trust me. I really have no taste of poetry..in fact i find it to understand them! i often leave them for my courses
footsie: is that a question :) if not its a fine and vague observation -very true to you:)
warpiooo: u punning???.. u got won over to punsters inc.(orrigible):D. Im no morning bird but went to darjeeling and got up at 3.30 to get to this sunrise place. and fer morbidity.. its an ole accomplice na:)
sharique: I wouldnt even remotely insinuate regarding u being sarcastic:)
read this space often enough and u either mite not want to come here or U'll stop leaving poems in ur courses:)
Its wonderful poem for me first reason being its written in simple words and potray lots!
Favourite lines were:
Armed with candles of rays
To light the altar of our heart
As it lit the lamps of snow
To make us alive, to make us glow
And excellent voice too!
that vague thing kills me 9if u know what I mean).
So I thought of quoting Pablo Neruda ...
I am the Pablo Bird, bird of a single feather, a flier in the clear shadow and obscure clarity,
my wings are unseen, my ears resound when I walk among the trees or beneath the tombstones
like an unlucky umbrella or a naked sword, stretched like a bow or round like a grape,
I fly on and on not knowing, wounded in the dark night, who is waiting for me,
who does not want my song, who desires my death, who will not know I'm arriving and will not come to subdue me, to bleed me, to twist me, or to kiss my clothes, torn by the shrieking wind.
That's why I come and go, fly and don't fly but sing: I am the furious bird of the calm storm.
(and I know...commenting back on poems ammounts to school blackboards)
Karim: Thanks. Glad u liked it.
Warpie: Its morbid if u see it, romantic if foots sees it :) ok see it like this: wanting to be made alive wanting to glow.. romantic na:) If I become an existentialist Id probably just wallow in meaningless quandry and ud be the first one to say chuck that n come out:D.. free shrink analysis.. anytime:)
Foots: I dinno the "vague thing" kills u.. now shall say it with increased sadistic fervour:D. nice @ pablo neruda. "furious bird of the calm storm" : awesum
1.) It was an awesome poem.
2.) It was an awesome rendition.
3.) It was an awesome video.
I really hate to be compared, so forgive me if you feel the same. Have you noticed that Rani Mukherjee has a voice similar to yours?
A couple typos:
We the weary travelers of (the) dark
To light the altar of our heart(s)
Please write more. I like your new profile pic as well.
Guess who has just ordered a new camera?
Existentialism, unlike other fields of philosophy, does not treat the individual as a concept, and values individual subjectivity over objectivity. As a result, questions regarding the meaning of life and subjective experience are seen as being of paramount importance, above all other scientific and philosophical pursuits.
And we have a Shrink here.
I wonder if I buy the Shrink or spend 'rest of my life' swapping a Shrink with an Existentialist. :-)
(NO SWEATS PLEASE)
Mohib: :) Thanks. Well I never myself thought that my voice did resemble Rani's, but I have been told so by a couple of people before you too :)
Typos shall be corrected with immediate effect. Thanks for pointing them out.
Which camera did you order???? Wow treat time on aks and flickr???. Even I want a better camera:(
Footsie: explain your sidey concept of buying the shrink. The ethics of swapping we shall delve into later:D
Sadia, I somehow did'nt think your recitation did justice to your poem...wonder if you managed to say it exactly like you had in mind...
I understand the meaning of 'existentialism' somewhat better after reading footloose's comments.
nice one, classy...liked it...and footy,yaar, tu daaru peena phir se shuru kar de. ur becoming incoherent.....kumail.
Wow!
I was actually scared its going to end with.. (c) Sadia 2006. thx for the simple Sadia instead :)
-B
Anant: Im not too sure about whether I wanted to say it exactly like that, but that was the closest I could manage to what I had in my mind. I'd have certainly preferred a better voice though:)
Kumail: thanks:) and I feel so supportive of your observation regarding foots
B: Welcome. Its been a while. Well yeah! I couldnt bear to dish out more than you could digest :P
Kumail ...in chemistry, an alcohol is any organic compound in which a hydroxyl group (-OH) is bound to a carbon atom of an alkyl or substituted alkyl group.
Its all about bonding. :-)
Sadiaji ..when will u start supporting me ? :-)
nice voice...
Nice Poem Sadia . I dont usually discuss things a lot, bcs.well, one does not really believe that speech should do a lot in our lives.
really love the sound the wind makes in the backdrop of ur voice. Goes with the mood of the poem.
contraddict: i like your nick:) and thanks
how: what you say reminded me of something that I had read in Kahlil Gibran's "The Prophet". He says
"You talk when you cease to be at peace with your thoughts;
And when you can no longer dwell in the solitude of your heart you live in your lips, and sound is a diversion and a pastime " :)
Arfi: Im so glad you noticed that it adds to the effect, as it took me some kind of trouble to download that wind sound from limewire. The original video did have a wind sound. However it was uncomfortably loud and harsh and punctuated by all the noise people around were making.
foots: I support your definition of alcohol entirely :)
awesome!
I stumbled upon you video, did you compose this yourself??? I was struck by the beautiful combination of word and image, thank you
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