Monday 30 June 2008

Ah! Firefly!

The night seemed unusually calm
And I tossed,
And turned-
Sleepless.

Walked out, onto the terrace-
A night time stroll
Lazy, I eyed the sky-
Starless.

Velvety black,
The stretch of infinity
Appealing.

Cross legged I sat,
Looking over at the horizon,
A picture, I drew-
Dreamily
At the dead of night.

A twinkle far across,
I did see-
Alluring,
Its glow seemed to grow
Brighter-
Semblance,
Of incandescence.

The spot, gained its girth-
A hollow encompassed.
It moved-
Further in,
Towards
My eternity.

The refulgence nascent,
Now gestating-
A flutter,
Random swishes
Of a winged descend.

Ah! firefly,
Nocturnal beauty,
It radiated at a distance-
Smiling,
I went back-
To dip away,
Into deep slumber.

Warmth unusual,
My body responded-
Yet,
I bind my eyes shut,
Oblivious-
Asleep like a log.

Mornin', the sun peeked in,
Forcing my eyes open-
Sitting up,
I smelled the air-
Pungent,
Acrid-
Burnt dreams,
Did I smell?

I walked over,
To pick the newspaper. Damp.
(Had it rained, finally?)

And my eyes struck the light out-
As it read
"Airplane crashes, kills hundreds"

Burnt flesh, not dreams-
I looked at my fingers slender-
Trembling.

Ah! Firefly-
I realize.
As the odour of flesh,
Burnt me,
All over.

8 comments:

  1. Ah! Firefly-
    I realize.
    As the odour of flesh,
    Burnt me,
    All over.


    you know ,its very inspiring to actually see someone depicting events so neatly and with imaginable details!Lovely.I get a hint at the source of inspiration of the theme , lol
    But , it radiates its own uniqueness and fascinatingly for the readers

    God bless!


    P.S.I haven't used 'that word' see! :D

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  2. lovely.
    real and unreal
    dream and reality.
    our senses and the signposts.
    wings of words.
    burnt fireflies..
    how many each day?
    how many this second..?
    As a reader it is a magnifying lensand ss a writer it was a kaleidoscope for me..
    loved it as usual...
    take care..
    bye..

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  3. Ah! Firefly-
    I realize.
    As the odour of flesh,
    Burnt me,
    All over.

    What started off as a dreamy tale of longing (u know how 'we' drift off :P) actually turned out this way! Gave me a chill down the spine! Neatly tailored Sash!

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  4. My oh my! More like a twist in tale! No words for this one, except, *bows*!!

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  5. lovely words...you have crafted the moments so beautifully...wonderful!

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  6. Fabulous fable..
    Something more that just a dream..awesome lines..

    and "Ah! Awesome!" it is..:)

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  7. The refulgence nascent,
    Now gestating-
    A flutter,
    Random swishes
    Of a winged descend.

    I wonder if there is any better way to word the picture!!!

    and the ending,gave me shudders!!Awesome,Sash:):)

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  8. Amazing, the parallels you draw, and go further yet, in the way you personalize it!

    Stunning really, the intricate tapestry of description, of both , feeling and incident!

    Kudos!!!

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