Monday, September 15, 2008

Private and limited

Though we invented the word "infinite"
we are limited.
We often find comfort in nostalgia
like the waves rediscovering the shore.

Within each moment, we leave
a grain of sand (like the waves)
all of which are gathered again
in reminiscence.

Within a circle containing life and death
we live like the gnats around the flame
and sometimes crossing over.


Usha Pisharody said...

Boy O' Boy!!! This is a treasure!!! Just read this morning's newspaper, "The Indian Express" where an article has been given on the research done into trying to make neurons re capture a past experience!!

In the face of such a beautiful verse, I cannot help but think that they really cannot appreciate the magic of nostalgia and memories relived!!!

The close was simply awesome!

Rukhiya said...

What I like about this is that it has a number of images in it. The start was typically you, so it is in the second stanza too. Then the turn in the end, was unforgettable! Again its your forte, giving an amazing climax. You should be a script writer! lol!

Sameer said...

"we like the comfort in nostalgia".
Really beautiful.