What.If.

(Photo Courtesy: Raja Ravi Varma - Lady Holding A Fruit)


Her smile-
Holds the calm of still water
♬ And if only she knew
  How deep it drew
  The ardent me
  With leashes few ♬
*My storm would subside*


Her laughter-
Holds the tinkle of bells
♬ And if only she knew
  Those tinkles, they grew
  With gales that passed
  And every breeze that blew ♬
*I'd lie in silence*


Her locks-
Hold the darkness of night
♬ And if only she knew
  What darkness brew
  What tales it told
  'n what nights construe ♬
*I'd rest in peace*


Her eyes-
Hold eternal gaze
♬ And if only she knew
  Such gazes are cue
  To get one lost
  Forever from view ♬
*I'd be immortal*


Her exuberance-
Holds the first draft of spring
♬ And if only she knew
  Such drafts are few
  That spur a bloom
  'n flutter hearts anew ♬
*I'd then want to live*


Babble
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1. An extremely extremely extremely simple "What If" analysis.
2. Raja Ravi Varma's paintings are really inspirational, I tell you. You just have to look at them long enough!
3. Follow up to 'Smitten' with the same protagonist. Step 2 - Check :)
4. The world would be so simple with a simulator. "Ok Simulator, What If ...?" :)))
5. Title picked up from "What If" - Isaac Asimov. If Sci-Fi interests you then do read it.

Rapunzel's Dilemma

(Rapunzel)

Trapped in a dungeon tall
High above the world
Amidst no souls at all
She sat and wept
...at fate inept
And then she wondered where he was.


And as she sat across the wall
Lost in thoughts
And eyes squeezed small
Her heart was swept
...with feelings that leapt
And then she wondered where he was.


In cold winters when evenings fall
When hearts freeze
Around a fiery ball
She often slept
...with whimpers that crept
And then she wondered where he was.


"Rapunzel! Rapunzel!", she heard him call
"Lower your hair,
Across the wall"
That voice adept
Had promises she kept...
...But then she wondered who he was.


Babble
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1. More 100F fever stuff. Love to be on fire!
2. I loved the rhyme so much that I had to write an encore with an alternate view. Of course I blank out in the end. Not my territory!!!
3. Lots of allegory too. So many Rapunzel's, so many princes...and so many dungeons :)

Longing

(Caspar David Friedrich, Wanderer above a sea fog, (c. 1818))



Thinking of deserts drenched with rain,
Of events past,
'n lost refrains...
I beseech the creeks,
That echoeth now...
-And I wonder where you are.


Thinking of beats that went insane,
That sight last,
Now muddled in panes...
I reach the hues,
That floateth now...
-Then I wonder where you are.


And thinking of shards that now remain,
That sky cast,
Now ominous terrains...
I breach the shackles,
That holdeth now...
-And I wonder where you are.


Now sighing with yearn then sighing again,
In meadows vast,
Where the shadow remains...
I preach myself,
To persevere now...
......And then I wonder where you are.

Babble

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1. Last night, I realized that night turns me on and so does 100F temperature(fever) - no kidding :)

2. I also made a note in that magical state, the need for a  mechanism to flush thoughts out - like you pull one ear and clear your brain.

3. Points 1. and 2. were indeed thought last night. I decided to retain them for the record and to revisit them later.