Wednesday, January 30, 2008

Soul searching

Sometimes there is a talk between the two selves. Though it happens quite often, and there is usually a winner, but there are instances when both of them are equally strong. And The "You" can only listen, or at best write -

The sky is high
earth you consider too low
oh my soul
allow me to dream

Love too sweet
abhorrence not even sour
oh my soul
allow me to feel

With them too worldly
apart too abstract
oh my soul
know the penurious brain

Education imposed ignorance
ignorance a bliss
oh my soul
itch the lead in your own way

You are there, I
I have seen you
oh my soul
reveal yourself once again

-G Singh, 25th January, New Delhi


Gurpreet Singh Modi said...

amazing poem!!!

aman said...

a nice piece.

Anonymous said...

Great blog dude. Added to my blogroll :)

Hemant Kumar said...

seems you are not from a beatles country!
I enjoyed this...


Brenda said...

Interesting to know.