Dec 15, 2005

I wait ...

kabul, 2005
The moon consoles me
But in vain;
And memories give more pain;
With thoughts disdain
Under frozen rain,
I wander in solitary strain.









The gloom of winter
Should of must
Give way to spring!
How like a cuckoo
I wait to sing;
I’ am a coiled spring. . .

[ Written during the cold snowy winters of Kabul ]

40 comments:

  1. I like "I am coiled Spring"...its funny actually. Clap Clap:-)

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  2. Anonymous11:00 AM

    funny?

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  3. The moon consoles ne
    But in vain;

    They don't go together.

    May be moon tried to console you in vain.

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  4. As Deeoa says
    I am a coiled spring is cool. I am going to use it in office tomorrow.
    I will deliberately try to mention this to someone in the office. Yes it is that cool.

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  5. poetically they go perfectly together Raghupati and it means exactly wat Ashok wrote..."the moon consoles him in vain"

    crisply written ashok...

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  6. I mean, if the moon consoles you, you are already comforted. Then, the next line does not make sense.

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    1. Anonymous12:44 PM

      its like this Rajesh....
      I feed ur hunger..but u remain hungry!
      I quench ur thirst..but u remain thirsty!
      I satisfy u with an answer..but ur question remains!!!

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    2. Anonymous12:45 PM

      Reply convincing. Yet unconvinced.

      Rajesh

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  7. Beautiful Ashok! I enjoy the flow of words u write on fall. Could understand the pain in deep.

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  8. lovely words...nicely crafted lines!

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  9. Well written.Touching.

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  10. Gloomy winter I can't stand but nice closing line of coiled spring ~

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  11. Nicely thought and beautifully owen words!

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  12. Feelings well put in words.Nice Ashok.

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  13. Thank you Asok for visiting my blog.
    Well, nicely written poem.

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  14. Hello ashok;) I have no sense of rhyme or poetrie. I think it's just very beautiful.

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  15. This is really beautiful, Ashok!

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  16. That's beautiful Ashok!

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  17. You write beautifully Ashok

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  18. :( Sad but nice !

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  19. the poet in the artist

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  20. Absolutely marvelous. You never fail to impress.

    Great to be back here.

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  21. A neat verse, Ashok:)

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  22. Beautifully written!!!!

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  23. Nice. These must bring back memories for you.

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  24. We all wait for spring to come. No body likes going back to those frozen memories, but we all do :)

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  25. A coiled spring - what genius in your words!

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  26. Despair in the 1st verse and hope in the next! Yes, hope has to be retained!

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  27. You set the bleak mood so well.

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  28. The poem brought out the essence of this winter picture.. lovely choice of words too Ashok, yes, waits should always be with hope and optimism.The transition to spring itself is a way of the nature telling us this truth!

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    1. you have explained it :) Thanks Padmaja

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  29. Kabul? Have you read Khaled Hosseini? I am a GREAT fan of him. And all his writings. I want to read more and more about Kabul and Afghanistan because of him. Please do? :)
    **I wait to sing;
    I’ am a coiled spring. . .

    These lines make me smile :)

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    1. Hi Crystal...Whenever someone comes to know that I had worked in Kabul, the topic goes to "The Kite Runner" at some point of time :) ...Glad to know you are a fan of Hosseini!

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  30. Wow! This is beautiful and you well penned Ashok.

    Hugs

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  31. That picture was amazing

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  32. you are such a nice artist......
    beautiful poems and excellent art work....

    and thanks for visiting my blog...which gave me opportunity to see yours.
    regards

    anu

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  33. Superb,,Rhymes coiled together..
    and the last line , adds to It

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  34. You are so talented with words as well as with paint. This poem is lovely!

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  35. This post makes me chill..it's cold in a good way :)

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