Tuesday, December 12, 2006

chromaticity


hiding beneath the hindering light
out of my sight
they waver beneath
crying in delight
half-heartedly i look them up
shook them up.. as if in fright
myriad colours...
on a journey of abundance
sighing with every breath
these colours of delight
what i seek ..
is the colours devoid
of flavour, of passion
of wisdom and kinds
the colour of darkness
forgiving in its cry
i seek .. i peek at the
colour of the blind
and then i find
the colour divine
of beauty, of passion,
of freedom, of fight..The peace,
within the white..
the morning.. after a long night

What's the story morning glory... ;-)


4 comments:

AakASH!!! said...

Ohhh aakhir aapne mere liye darwaaze khol hi diye. Warna yun hi haaziri lagaa lagaa kar umra daraaz ho rahi thi.

Ab toh yeh yaad bhi nahin ki pahle kya kahaa tha, because ab itni baar padh chuka huun ki apni si lagne lagi hai. So i'll talk about everything else but the poem. :-)

The painting on top is really nice, its an explosion of colors, en expression of chaos. Of chromaticity.

And whats the story morning glory, is an amazing album in itself. Champagne Supernova and Wonderwall defined most of the Brit Rock in 90's.

Iske aage hum, aur kya kahein...?

Anki said...

are huzoor.. darwazwe galti se band the.. humein to pata bhi nahi tha..

aap aaye. yehi bahut hai..

AakASH!!! said...

Arre hum toh kabse chakkar laga rahe hain, Meer ki ghazal tak likh daali, aur aap kahti hain ki bahut hai?

Unknown said...

Kahan gayab ho gayi hain aap? Wapas vrindawan chali gayi kya?

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