I quit one of the spirits,
To cleanse the other,
The other left me saying,"why so pure; why do you bother?"
I took too many swigs of one,
To relieve the other,
The other got infuriated, " your body is my hell, you take me to slaughter".
Tempted by one,
Berated by the other;
I swung between,
Sobriety and a stupor.
I did not know where i stood;
The temple or the cellar;
I worshiped both;
My Conscience; my Lucifer.
I decided then,
To draw the line.
I have stopped thinking;
I find no refuge in the wine.
PS:- after eight years, i have created what can be called a semblance of poetry.
18 comments:
after eight years... :)
and that too a good attempt. but i still dont understand why do you have to make a choice?
The post had depth and the capacity to probe in to the unknown..
This sense of confusion itself is the permenant state of human consciousness..
The "wholeness" is the problem.If we were only halfs it could have been more easy.Italo Calvino has written a short novel based on the theme...
Great Work dude..
Writing is the best way to keep oneself aware of everything all the time...
wishes..
MIP
the best part of your poem is the 'individuality' of each line - each line stands for itself, there's no explanation required.
just what I am going thru since yesterday... the joyride for me as ended.. :(... have just my college to look forward to...
yes.. wine is for kids.. pass on the vodka baby :P
a little numb with sorrow
i shed a solitary tear
i'm afraid starting tomorrow
i shall find no company for beer :-)
@ divita- thanks for the appreciation. eight years is along time.
u dont have to make a choice, you just need to draw the line...
swayam:- whoa!! just two days ago you seemed happy and all. why the sudden change?
@ man in painting:- awww!! you always make me feel profound!! :)
but yes, you hit the nail on the head here..
thanks for dropping by! :)
@ brick:- well, alcohol is alcohol. i welcome it in any form, unless i have the option to choose. :)
@ muddy:- dont worry dude. you know that i am not averse to a bubbly pint of beer anytime with you!!
cheers to that!!
after eight years? ah what kept you?
anyway.i like the fact that it seems to have some structure without being forced into one. and i dont analyze poetry, mainly because i effin suck :D
also, thank you for appreciation [ref: comments on my blog] and to answer your question, oh hell yes i do. i not only live in contadictions, but am a paradox in its grossest form in myself. its sometimes disturbing, but we learn to live with it, yes?
just like the classification of the mind's logical conscientious thinking and the heart's emotional outlook, u have shown the segmentation & corresponding individualism of the soul along with the tiff between the two alter egos creating chaos in the body. nice poem if i have comprehended it well, else abstruse...
And I think I loved this semblance of a thing called poetry...
@weevil girl:- well i think i didn't get any inspiration to write one... that is what that must have kept me from writing poetry..
and yes, we all live in a self incarcerating paradox.
@sowmya:- there is no right or wrong interpretation of poetry. you understand it the way it affects you.
and your views do echo mine
@cindrella- thanks cindrella. its always nice to be appreciated by stalwarts like you. :) and yeah, thanks again for dropping by!
Paritosh..
long time ..
r u busy?
waiting..
me have a new post..
do come..
MIP
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