Wednesday, July 22, 2009

My Unknown World

That was my ‘Unknown World’

It started as storm but ended in a soothing breeze

It was pouring, it was drizzling, but every single droplet touched my core

I had no fears, nor was I skeptical anymore

I was not weary of inquisitive eyes; no more had I any feeling of running away.

There were no belongings to be lost and no roads leading to any crossroads

Though away from the secure womb, I still felt its warmth and coziness

You may call it ‘mad’ but I felt that the ‘Unknown’ was known to me for ages.


ஸ்வரூப் said...

and the known is still unknown...?

Imagination said...

The known generally remains like that

krishndeep said...

understood ur point......u required dat break.....

P. Venugopal said...

beautiful. poetry is in such moments of revelation. don't exert. unburden and listen. this one has that quality. you are falling into the groove. keep writing.

Imagination said...

Thank you so very much venuji...
Your comment is so encouraging. I am thrilled :-)

extremity said...

now less awestruck and more wonder-eyed :)
hpoe u see rainbows too

vijay said...

...the known is unknown, and the unknown, known for ages.
You said everything.

still thinking !!! said...

nice one !

Babli said...

I appreciate for your beautiful poem.I liked it very much.Keep writing.

Mahesh Sindbandge said...

Very nicely written :-)

Sometimes even i have such unknown feelings which give me very known nostalgic moments... but i think i tried knowing them and lost the moment right away..


Anonymous said...

just got back from a much needed break ffrom work
it was fun in beautifull valleys of himachal
the day i reached delhi it was raining heavily
i read this
Beautifull is the only word i can say
keep it like this

Imagination said...

Thank you all for such lovely comments

கவின் said...

no words
really nice.