"It Slipped under and I kept frozen
The best went past before I could know
I was changing and changed my ambiance too
Saw it well when I was good seven,
Seemed as if the very law was broken
Who was moving and what was stationary
It was me who always won and kept merry
It kept slipping while I was twenty one,
The panorama changed and looked bit rusty
The slip felt slow with my added weight
Watching the odyssey by my side was my mate
I was stable and talked with wit in forty,
It felt fast again when I was in shawls
The speed was taking the plasters off the walls
When differed I returned with frowny snarls
Playing again with dolls I was out of rolls,
'The slip stops' was what I was praying
The worst would not pass as I guised."
Would it be the end when I realised ?
I was still there and the time was swaying.
Friday, July 24, 2009
Sunday, July 05, 2009
The Conjured Poet ......Ends Here
Finn had never fancied some situation to be like this. He tried to speak, cleared his throat but could muster anything as there was not much for him to say. All he could manage was to give her an affirmative nod in reply.
That night Fin was sitting with May and Tim in their hut around a kerosene lamp. While eating they talked bout how they felt seeing each other when unacquainted. Finn asked Mary about Tim’s disappearance from the port and how do they manage their chorus after that.
They talked for hours together and Finn got stuck when Mary narrated him the way they landed on the island. She saw in his eyes when he heard this with amazed ready to spill eyes. Mary felt much quizzed about this and could not stop before asking him, what in the whole episode of ship wreck made him so troubled.
Finn could not control himself over her inquisition and told her about his son who was on the ship that night among the crew. His son was the ship cook who also went down with the ship. Mary could remember now the cheerful and obedient cook who gave candies and honey from the kitchen store. Being reminded of those days they both wept that night.
The next morning slum people saw Finn in the middle of Mary and Tim holding their hands and walk up the shore. After some days Finn left his painful job and opened a small shop selling shell souvenirs made by the children. Mary and Tim got a guardian in Finn and he got his family back. Mary stopped singing in the bars and Finn never wrote again.
That night Fin was sitting with May and Tim in their hut around a kerosene lamp. While eating they talked bout how they felt seeing each other when unacquainted. Finn asked Mary about Tim’s disappearance from the port and how do they manage their chorus after that.
They talked for hours together and Finn got stuck when Mary narrated him the way they landed on the island. She saw in his eyes when he heard this with amazed ready to spill eyes. Mary felt much quizzed about this and could not stop before asking him, what in the whole episode of ship wreck made him so troubled.
Finn could not control himself over her inquisition and told her about his son who was on the ship that night among the crew. His son was the ship cook who also went down with the ship. Mary could remember now the cheerful and obedient cook who gave candies and honey from the kitchen store. Being reminded of those days they both wept that night.
The next morning slum people saw Finn in the middle of Mary and Tim holding their hands and walk up the shore. After some days Finn left his painful job and opened a small shop selling shell souvenirs made by the children. Mary and Tim got a guardian in Finn and he got his family back. Mary stopped singing in the bars and Finn never wrote again.
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