Wednesday, September 13, 2006

Splinters

Splinters

Tears.
Smiles.
The Zoo
The Park
The Swings
The popcorn
And the dolls
we couldn't afford.

The dresses
The shoes
The Cards
The gifts
The movies
And the comparisons
we couldn't draw.

The gowns
The recipes
The children
The homework
The parties
And the picnic
we could never go to.

Splinters All
And Life,
A Collage of Splinters.

29 comments:

Jagdish Bhatia said...

बहुत अच्छा लिखा है बुल्लेशाह। हमें भी अपना बचपन याद आ गया।

Wriju said...

Beautiful :-)
The tears and smiles we could afford, if nothing else.
Reminds me of the mastercard ad.

prachi said...

i just remembering that song by jagjeet singh

voh kagaj ki kashti voh barish ka pani...

stellar said...

hey i'm back with a new creation of mine..felt so good after reading your post on my page..so sweet of u to keep coming back on my blog to check new post...always be a regular visitor.. :-) Nice work here..yah at times we can't afford all this..but no limitatios on the outburst of emotions.. :D
Tk Cr

Chottu said...

Watching world through eyes of a secluded person..
Come on buddy… <~!~>
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Pray that your loneliness may spur you into finding something to live for, great enough to die for.

Tanvi said...

Lovely!
Let life be a collage of splinters...just make sure it be beautiful.
good luck!

Manish said...

Nice write buddy.. :-)

Felt really nice to see your comments on my blog.. Keep visiting.. Though am not that regular now a days.. but certainly will keep visiting your blog.. you write really good.. tk care:-)

How do we know said...

Aaina Ji: Thank you!

Hi Wriju: We just cld not help them - smiles and tears! :-)

Hi Prachi: hmm.. thats a really nice song!

Hi Stellar: Read your work.. and the comment is on ur blog!! :-)

Hi Chhotu: maybe, one day... will get one of the two.. though am not sure if one should die for anything great, or if the human race on the whole has anything to live for.. we are not doing much for the planet we live on.

Hi Tanvi: Thank you dear! Thats very sweet!

hi Manish: Thank you!

V N said...

An Ode to All that I Couldnt Have...

Lovely!
:)

Madhuri Shinde said...

Meaningful and true:)

iamnasra said...

How lovely to get a guest in my humble house. Was great to have you. How lovely to see that the world is speaking in poetry no matter what race we are poetry is the voice comes to unite the passion that we have

MellowDrama said...

Hey nice! Woah..I really do like poetry I understand - I have two posts on psuedo poetry, but poetry that has a universal appeal is always so, well, melodious:)

prachi said...

hi,
thanx for puting such a wonderful thoughts..
yes im agreeing with you. we have to wait for the final audits to see the efficient use of the money being collected...

starry nights said...

that was beautiful..thanks for stopping by my blog.

Chiya said...

Friends
Rivals
Foes
Lovers
we couldn't hold.

The gifts
The cards,
The letters,
The sea shells
we couldn't throw away.

The Illusionist said...

I like the concept of "collage of splinters". well said:) Liked ur last post on teacher's day too :)

neermathalam said...

nicely told....
though it is so plain...
I feel a trench like depth..

the park we could'nt afford and the dolls we couldnt afford can be given n no of meanings..

Yes you need to leave lot of things unsaid..and have done so classily..carry on..;)

A Soul In Exile said...

Your question on my blog has been answered in a recent post...

Z said...

In time, a collage of splinters will make a wonderful mosaic picture. I did admire the poem, thank you for sharing it with us.

And I have tagged you.

Known Stranger said...

wow - after a long time i am reading a hindi scripts. at your comments page.

beautifully written. you dont know who you are yet making the whole world know you you are through your words

surreal reality said...

Thanks for stopping by my blog.

Splinters don't fit together like a jigsaw, so maybe that explains why life is so disjointed?

How do we know said...

Hi Velu: What did that mean.. an ode to everything I couldn't have...?

Hi Madhuri: Thank you!

Hi iamnasra: I dont know your name, but am assuming it should be Nasra? Thank you for these warm words!

Hi Mellowdrama: I dont agree with the poetry posts on ur blog, and think did say that! :-) But gud to know you understood this poem :-)

Hi Prachi: yep. True!

How do we know said...

Hi Starry nights: Thank you!

Hi Chiya: You never stop to amaze me.. brilliant and unspeakably sad at the same time! How do you do it!! The sea shells we couldn't throw away.. how many of them sea shells live in the bundle of my heart!

hi Illusionist: Thank you!

Hi Neer: Thank you!! :-)trench like depth was gud to read!

Dear Soul in Exile: Read it. Liked it. Commented too.

Dear Zoe: Yes Zoe.. am sure it will.. and then perhaps, the picture is in our eyes, and was there all this while.. we just dont see it.
Thank you!:-)

Hi Known Stranger: Aren't you doing the same thing too?! :-)

Hi Surreal reality: Thank you! I'm still thinking of ur comment.. will come back when i have something to say..

Chloe said...

nice images, beautifully coloured.

Sindhu said...

Wah, kya baat hai!
Good one...

Known Stranger said...

me ? i am making the whole world know a stupid guy exists to speaking nonsense

contraddict said...

how do we know is giving sum good advice to the folks around..
but seriously on second thots

how did you know!!? the question how do we know ;-)

How do we know said...

Hi Chloe: Thanks!

Hi Sindhu: Adab Arz hai!!

Hi Known stranger: We did not choose to come into the world, and by some quirk of fate, we cannot choose our exit either!

Hi Contraddict: Experience, My Dear..! :-)

sophie said...

gorgeous images:))))