One and Thousand
One And Thousand
There once more it rises;
Rise with each beat.
Once more it has arose a storm,
A storm so strong can't describe.
Shaping wishes one after another, just
Like the beats that are created,
Each with its own pain, its own pleasure.
Creates in me a aroma that I,
Once prayed for, longed for, wish for;
Each with its own Resonance, Its own cadence;
Creates in me an urge to covet more, I
Once wandered for, cried for, begged for.
These endless flows of beats in rhythm
Like a wave on shore, winds on pinnacle,
Move me from Acme to Acme.
But lo! The count remains same;
One and thousand wishes, one and thousand beats,
One and thousand…
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Written more than a decade back, one day, when my friend came over and he was in
depressed mood, that very day I had purchased ‘Taal’ Hindi Movie audio, for which AR
Rahman gave music, and being hardcore music fan, and also that the Music of AR Rahman
grows on you and one may not like on first instance. I gave my Sony Walkman to my friend
to hear, and in few first listen he began to smile and seeing the joy on his face I took
the ‘sandwich’ wrap paper and wrote these line.
These lines are dedicated to those joyous that appear even after for some reason one does
not get them fulfilled. Celebrating the joy of finding others happy.
Don’t know where this lines stand on poetical measurements, but for me this is one of the
most memorable and valuable poems I’ve written.
.musafirs
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