Friday, October 8, 2010

The Unsung Song..

I don't expect too many likes or comments for this poem. It is one of my unconventional poems which is playing around with words and the theme.



A song stays undone,
With no tune, it stood unsung.
A forgotten echo, reverberates from afar,
But nay shall I tune it, let it stay unsung.

The tune did hum; a memory quivered on my lips,
A distant tinnitus; sung with your voice afresh,
Our heads then moved in a sprightly trance,
We crooned a duet of our ballad undone.

Under the gulmohar tree, saffron clothed in spring,
Lying on your lap, writing our lines; nay not prim,
Tuned I the last line, in moods that ebbed from your heart,
Of this undone poem, ever after unsung song.

Sung with voices, in dissonance it came,
Tears frosted; a hazy mist on glass.
Discord creeping, rusted the wet violins strings,
Made the song unsung, and all undone.

In solitude, as I sung those lines in brooding pain,
I found the lines to our poem undone.
But I just left it, fading written with an inkless pen,
Etched; painful acrid vinegar’s sting, for we now not one,
And it froze as a poem undone, with a tune unsung.

7 comments:

reetam said...

good work.
you should try blank verse more....

Pallavi said...

Loved it all buddy
But
oooooooooooooo the 4th stanza was a CLASSIC !!!!

Sashu said...

Sung with voices, in dissonance it came,
Tears frosted; a hazy mist on glass.
Discord creeping, rusted the wet violins strings,
Made the song unsung, and all undone.

awesome wandering gypsy..

n distant tinnitus..hehe..liked dat!

Anonymous said...

As beautiful as ever..ur poems are just perfect!

In solitude, as I sung those lines in brooding pain,
I found the lines to our poem undone.

Loved these lines. :)

Amitav Ghosh said...

What strikes me about this wonderful write of urs is the way the prefix 'un-' so completes the poem.... its a brilliant usage.. and done without thrusting it upon one!!

Jhumpa Lahiri said...

The song stays unsung and untuned, but provides enough meaning for an excellent muse. Kudos!

Sayandeep Kundu said...

What a marvelous piece of work.. the real poet in you shows....it's definitely one of the most remarkable pieces of poetry I have ever come across here in the blogsphere.
Superb...sweet...touching....Just like the sweetness of poetry...that's the flavor of poetry...

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