Ishaisms, Poetry

More than words…

How can some moments be defined;
how flying birds be pushed to cage;
how breathing dreams in song confined,
when mortal fetters they have ravaged?
Of sunken ships I no more sing,
I only sing of birth –
waves of sorrow, low tides bring –
let me make friends with mirth!

Novelty, jubilant and infallible, triumphs
over dry, wintry ruins;
nostalgia basks in the summer sun –
a mirage of warmth sanguine –
yet, there will be rain and hail and snow
before the transition –
how can the seed, to flower, hope,
without the transformation?

So let this world bloom,
in lush and green glory;
sunken ships must make room
in pages of history…
Let your dreams and moments dance
like the flying, free birds,
for the truly poetic experiences and times… are always more than words!

Β© Isha Garg

40 thoughts on “More than words…”

      1. From the start, it has been my pleasure! you have a beautiful mind… your passion and struggles sometime hold hands, while your love for living is challenged when you dance with truth… Sorry, sometime I don’t leave comments, because you know I can go on tandems…lol

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      1. Oh reading back I see the world weary traveller made a silly comment! 🀭 Totally resembling a drama queen … hehe… β€˜twas just a way of saying how I appreciate you today dear friend! πŸ˜ŠπŸ‘πŸ»πŸŒΈπŸŒΈβ€οΈ

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  1. My eyes were lit and my mouth gaped as I started reading the poem and unveiled two most simply written yet so thought inducing lines…

    “how flying birds be pushed to cage;
    how breathing dreams in song confined”

    I was in bliss reading this. Can anything go any better, if not this? And then….

    “yet, there will be rain and hail and snow
    before the transition –
    how can the seed, to flower, hope,
    without the transformation?”

    and then….

    “sunken ships must make room
    in pages of history”

    I am spellbound.. I have taken my own sweet time reading this magnificent piece multiple times. Such optimism, such eloquence, such surrender to the tide of time…

    This is your best work so far.

    Much love! ❀

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  2. My delay in responding to this, dearest Shefali, was only because of how humbled, touched and enraptured I was with your warm words enveloping me like the noonday sun in the winters πŸ’›

    How beautifully you’ve laid your thoughts out in this message..!

    What can I say in response, except thank you; what can I add to that except emotion – incapable of being ‘confined’ to words?

    Certainly your comment has evoked feelings more than words, and that concluding remark, makes me want to reach out with hugs! Thank you so much my dear friend,

    With love and warmest regards ❀❀❀😍

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