I kept on counting him
Like number of birds
Perching perilously on a branch
Or like syllables
In a piece of poetry
…………………………….
But then
I regret
For all the wasted moments
As one day
He whispered of his “infinity”!
I felt betrayed
Disillusioned
Desperate
Something “finite” would be more comforting
For I can feel the infinite
Only through the finite
I am too “finite” to be the other way!
wow! nasnin wah !!
ReplyDeletebut there s something to console u
if he is infinite, u neednt be bothered about the famous "familiarity breeds contempt"
Loved it :)
Well...that's consoling dear....infinity leaves spaces for unfamiliarity which is sometimes a bliss:) Like ignorance being a bliss:) I feel positive:)
DeleteDear Nasnin.. another one of your best..
ReplyDeleteThe viel lifted and truth known aches in me.. like the way I got to know you.. but now i feel that i never knew you.. or that you were not what you are..
Dont ask me what I wrote.. (coz I dont know) :)
That's sounded obscurely beautiful....though I understood a part of it:) Thanks KP:)
DeleteNasnin, I sometimes feel like reading a Greek scholar when you dole out these philosophical words:)
ReplyDeleteWow...I am so blushed to hear it from a blogger like you:) Especially the Greek touch....flattered and touched:) Thanks a ton Sir:)
DeleteSo, in this instance, opposite wouldn't attract? *Giggles* Original, clever and brilliant . . . just like you, my dear Nasnin! Loved it :)
ReplyDeleteThanks Fiona:) I am delighted! Especially for the adjectives:)
DeleteP.S. ~ Loved the "syllables in a piece of poetry" because I've been doing a lot of that lately ;) He he!
ReplyDeleteI hope you go on do it...Would love to have more of your sonnets:)
ReplyDeleteI loved reading this post. Karima
ReplyDeleteThanks Karima:)
ReplyDeleteis there some philosophy in this post or it is just me who felt that way?
ReplyDeleteActually I didn't intend to capture any philosophy here. It just came as a line of thought. May be I have read some philosophy long back and it returned like this...I don't know....sometimes I am a mess that it's difficult for me to stackout my original thoughts;)After all thoughts are rarely "original" na;)
DeleteI loved your observation Israr:) You made me think on it:)
Beautifully wirtten
ReplyDeleteThanks dear! Welcome to my page:)
DeleteVery beautifully composed poem which explains how finite is different from infinite.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the visit and the comment:)
DeleteI have been reading some of your poems and I just want to tell you that u are extremely talented..I couldn't even understand some of them but the words just flow. girl, you are amazing! :)..
ReplyDeleteThanks girl...wow....thanks a lot:)Feels happy:) Welcome to my page:)
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