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… ………………………………………………………………………. 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