Thursday, September 13, 2012

Check out my Poem!!

I had emailed this poem to Reading Hour Magazine for publication.. I didn't got a reply from the editor , so I'm posting my poem here.. The poem is about the feelings of a nerdy stressed girl as she takes a boat journey through the sea..  Read and enjoy ...



                             The FANNED OUT FANTASIES
                                                                                                      By  Jane Mary Kurian


I  boarded  the  boat,  tied  to  the  rock
With  neither  roof  above,  nor  laws  ahead
“Sigh”  I  whispered.  No  Boss  to  bluster  more
Free  ahead  all  through  my  journey  home.

The  rope  untied,  the  engine  Grred
The  boat  rivaled  the  tide  to  turn,  while
my mind rivaled to the welled up tears.
A  Second . I  was  free,  to  cross  the  breast  of  the  sea.

The  wind ,  it  took,  full  revenge  on  my  face
Splashing  my  hair  into  the  cool  air  abroad
Appraising  her  talents,  I  closed  my  eyes
Shunning  the  Day-mares  of  life  for  now.

My  boat  touched  the  mid-sea  in  the  feat-
Swirling  it  up  and  down  to  the  tune  of  the  waves
I  acquitted  my  limbs  to  trace  the  swing  of  the  boat
To  travel  as  the  Wave  Queen  into  the  abyss

I  stretched  my  feet  out  of  the  boat’s  brim
Sketching  the  way  I  stamped  on  the  waves
Alas!   the  waves  slowed  its  growling
Was she keeping her toe in the line before her queen?

Nay!  It  was  the  land  near  that  took  him  away
Aye!  I  watched  the  green  grass  way,  as  she
Corrupted  my  waves  by  a  million  lands,
Coaxing  her  to  cut  and  run at the contours of the land.

 My   eyes   dropped  at  my  waterloo
Crushed  was,  Me,  the  Queen  of  waves.
Stepped  out  of  my  chariot  as  it  anchored
To  the  heavy  rock,  where  my  tears  spilled.

With  a  heart  sinking  in  the  land,  I  pledged-
To  the  one  who  broke  my  gait,  I  said-
Back   Again,  I’ll  come  Again,  to  avenge-
The  tears  of  my  chained  culicue,  Oh! Hear,  Oh! Shore.

Hardly  did  I  know,  until  waken  by  the  hot  breeze,
That   all  of  my  fanned  out  fantasies  died  for  now
Cause,  I’m  No  Queen  just  another  nerd  on  the  highway
Enjoying  the  privilege  to  dream  till  I   tire  my soul.

Back  again  to  who-knows-when-end’s  life
Garnishing  my  flustered  feathers  of  mind, I  said-
“I’ll  come  again,  to  your  abyss,  into your lap
Just   to   elope   with   you   for   a   moment  of  another  fantasy……



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