Tuesday, August 10, 2010

The Burried Words

My words were lying buried

underneath the burden of stolidity.

I never tried to rouse them

Nor did I forget them.

But in that sudden moment

They erupted, as if released from a lifelong confinement.

And also relieved me of that heavy silence

that was floating around me.

7 comments:

Balachandran V said...

what was the 'sudden movement'?

ஸ்வரூப் said...

volcano . . .

adreamygal said...

8 lines said it so much .. Yes it often happens , in a spur of a moment , sometimes layers of secrets thats burried deep inside erupt all of a sudden ..

P. Venugopal said...

Again the sweet influence of the gazal. There is the simplicity of the uncomplicated mind here and yet, i feel, you can give it another dimension if you subtly say what 'that moment' is. Feelings withheld bursting forth and bringing sudden relief--that moment when the busting happens is the key and on it hinges all things before and after, all the emotion in the poem...

Think about it, Kalpana. I don't know whether i have been able to convey what i wanted to convey. Good poem in spite of my feeling there is a more surcharged level to which it should soar.

anilkurup said...

What did the change??

poorni said...

Nicely said :)

Sumi said...

some words, at some point, makes a whole new story. good one