Treasure Island

Jaya Varma

(05-03-1985 / Faizabad)

It Happened One Night..


When the world was warm in bed,
The moon kept raising its head.
Awake I stared at the sky
and waited till night was ripe.
The stillness in me repelled,
The soul was hardly withheld.
A quest to find the unknown,
I set out to walk alone.
Lost in the narrow streets,
with stains of countless feet.
My fingers could read the walls
a blend of autumn and fall
Reminding of lonely lanes
through curves of roughs and plains.
Exploring the secrets of the dark,
I put off the last spark.
to see, if there existed an end,
and edge where light will bend,
at least to nurture the shadows,
who craved so long for halos.
Moving on, a turn came along,
in place of vacuum, shone a blue song.
So, still was i, watching the soul glowing,
White back then, now the red was flowing.
Annoyed it was, to see me lighten
brighter it burned, wanting to frighten.
Flames protruding, filled the space,
Until the walls were all ablaze.
The ashes around had broken the spell,
The fiercely face, was just a shell.
The silvery touch and the voice so mild,
With dew in eyes, the soul smiled.
She called for clouds to rain again,
to quench the earth and spread the green.
I asked my heart and replied it so
thy answers had now begun to show.
I hugged the sky and kissed the earth,
this thunder and rain, the journey was worth.
The dancing soul brilliantly shone
satiated within, I set out for home.

Submitted: Thursday, August 08, 2013
Edited: Monday, August 12, 2013

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  • Lyn Paul (8/9/2013 6:25:00 AM)

    A great description of words, particularlyMy fingers could read the walls Thank you Jaya (Report) Reply

  • Jaya Varma (8/8/2013 11:34:00 PM)

    Thank You all for the warm and encouraging welcome..your appreciation is all that matters :) thanks again.. (Report) Reply

  • Payal Parande (8/8/2013 1:31:00 PM)

    wonderful and full of imaginary the words crafted beautifully...a beautiful piece and welcome to ph hope you like it here (Report) Reply

  • Khairul Ahsan (8/8/2013 11:54:00 AM)

    It seems to be your first poem in this forum. I welcome you to PH and wish to see many more poems here in the days ahead.
    This poem took us along your nocturnal journey.. Well described. (Report) Reply

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