Both of us walk around with smiles on our face,
Wiping tears that strangers try to retrace.
Teaching each other for a season or two,
You taught how to lie, I showed how not to be true.
I measure every word that incomplete people add,
Against the complete conversations we had.
You try to find that depth in people’s voice,
That you found in me out of lost choice.
No, these are not traces of love lost or found
Of beautiful floating dreams that run aground
These are not signs that we were meant to be,
Only symptoms of the distance between you and me.
12 comments:
I could'nt quite fathom the second stanza, is it that the "I" in the poem is not comfortable with "You" talking to some incomplete people?
And I am not sure what "that depth" is referring to. If it is referring to the depth "You" found in "I" the why is it a lost choice?? :S
Otherwise, its an awesome poem, those twelve lines have tons of emotions to express, great work!!
Dear Gaurav,
'Beautiful' is the word!
Would you ever cease to amaze me?
Regards.
Love the last verse, sums it all up.
Posting a few lines from this song I am listening to right now, wish i could post the entire song though, "Cannonball" by Damien Rice
"stones taught me to fly
love, it taught me to lie
life, it taught me to die
so it's not hard to fall
when you float like a cannonball"
-A
@ A
Thanks a ton.
I need to get this track on my ipod.
Cya!
@ Unicorn
Like always, thanks for writing in.
Well, will not be explaining anything this time buddy. I leave it to you to find the depth in the depth.
Keep sending these comments which make my day.
-Regards
@ Abhi
Thanks dude.
I hope not. Going forward, I hope I can stay ahead of your expectations.
Take care,
@Unicorn
Know what? Sometimes I don't understand a lot of stuff either. But then it's fun to keep coming back and re-reading and interpreting a line at a time :)
@Parab
I'm sure there must be a marketing term for this!
-A
Awesome!
-R
Is 'A' offended by my questioning? Or is it just allusion? :D
On a serious note, I understand what exactly you are trying to say, it's real fun to interpret what the author wants to say, staring at the depths of monitor and thinking "is this what Parab wants to say? Nay, he must be coneying this, or may be this, NO, Yes, this time I am sure, or Am I? I think its definitely this, should I ask him? Or wait for A to interpret it, or may be I should quit, Ah these blogs!!!"
It's fun, aint it?
GUP, are you going to publish this commment, eh? :)
NOM :D
--AKP
Very Nice Gaurav.
Of course, I will publish this comment.
Only comments that dont get published are advertisements, and marriage proposals.
Not that I get any proposals, but I do have a rule just in case. Makes me feel all good and gentlemanly.
By the way, it is just an allusion.
-Gaurav
I especially liked the last line
Only the symptoms of the distances between you and me. I agree brings more depth to the conversations.
Good Poem Gaurav. You do have a knack of adding dimesions to thoughts we think we know.
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