I woke up from a slumber
Felt as if I had been sleepin' forever
Somehow I didn't turn around
Else I would have broken into a shout
I felt no weight to carry
I felt the absence of worry
Yet when I wanted to touch
I couldn't get anything in my clutch
Supposed to fringe on frustration
On being subjected to this derision
Nothing I felt though
Calmness prevailed somehow
I glided through space
I left no scent nor no trace
I recalled scenes from last night
Hazy memories of some fight
Since long I had a habit
To go through the paper tit by bit
The world's news was no more needed
I wouldn't have read even if they pleaded
Then I saw the birds staring
And stood still without moving
I heard them speaking
Felt something in my head was creaking
I thought of the garden ahead
And found myself transported
Who said anything about walking ?
It isn't blabber, what I'm saying.
I could hear incessantly
Words spoken endearingly
Somebody calling me somewhere
Blended in the invisible thoroughfare
Barked the neighbourhood cur,
As I walked to its near
Reassuring me of my existence
Returning some of my lost sense
I said Hello as a friend passed,
I jumped out of its way else he would've dashed
Knowing not how to react
I fumbled for the wall of my flat
I knew I was a loner
It was difficult for me to be a talker
Ask the people walking by
Questions full of 'What' & 'Why'
Stuck with these thoughts I sat on the step,
Just then I saw all my friends shouting for help
They had gone past the door
I saw a few crouching on the floor
I eased past them and reached my bed
And found my motionless head
Nothing around had changed
Save the fact that I was dead.
Anupam
(This poem depicts the poet's imagination of the events his soul witnesses after his death without realizing the fact that he's dead. That realization dawns when he follows his friends to his dead body inside his house ).
Felt as if I had been sleepin' forever
Somehow I didn't turn around
Else I would have broken into a shout
I felt no weight to carry
I felt the absence of worry
Yet when I wanted to touch
I couldn't get anything in my clutch
Supposed to fringe on frustration
On being subjected to this derision
Nothing I felt though
Calmness prevailed somehow
I glided through space
I left no scent nor no trace
I recalled scenes from last night
Hazy memories of some fight
Since long I had a habit
To go through the paper tit by bit
The world's news was no more needed
I wouldn't have read even if they pleaded
Then I saw the birds staring
And stood still without moving
I heard them speaking
Felt something in my head was creaking
I thought of the garden ahead
And found myself transported
Who said anything about walking ?
It isn't blabber, what I'm saying.
I could hear incessantly
Words spoken endearingly
Somebody calling me somewhere
Blended in the invisible thoroughfare
Barked the neighbourhood cur,
As I walked to its near
Reassuring me of my existence
Returning some of my lost sense
I said Hello as a friend passed,
I jumped out of its way else he would've dashed
Knowing not how to react
I fumbled for the wall of my flat
I knew I was a loner
It was difficult for me to be a talker
Ask the people walking by
Questions full of 'What' & 'Why'
Stuck with these thoughts I sat on the step,
Just then I saw all my friends shouting for help
They had gone past the door
I saw a few crouching on the floor
I eased past them and reached my bed
And found my motionless head
Nothing around had changed
Save the fact that I was dead.
Anupam
(This poem depicts the poet's imagination of the events his soul witnesses after his death without realizing the fact that he's dead. That realization dawns when he follows his friends to his dead body inside his house ).
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Rhyming, poetry and love all go hand in hand..and u have proved that ...wonderful poem!!! :)
ReplyDeleteThank You Geeta.
DeleteThat was beautiful. Wow!
ReplyDeleteThanks Tulika!!
DeleteThis is awesome...Nobody knows how it will be after death...but you imagined it very well...Beautifully written :)
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ReplyDeleteThanks Sushma
DeleteVery good and awesome imagination...Reminded me of the movie the Sixth Sense :)
ReplyDeleteThanks jaish
DeleteThis is remarkable. I wrote a poem on Death but your imagination is beyond everything. This is a masterpiece...:)
ReplyDeleteSorry for a late reply...:)
Thank You Saru,
ReplyDeleteYou yourself are an amazing spinner of words. So its great to hear this compliment from you.
just a BIG THANK YOU is all I'll say.
Hi Anupam,
ReplyDeleteThat was a wonderful piece of verse more so because of the manner you have portrayed the after death experience.
Keep writing....
Thank you Shail. I'm glad u liked it.
Deleteit was again a good read dude!
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ReplyDeletei m loving it........
ReplyDeleteThanks Icey
Deleteagain a solid one..from where you find those feelings because u are still alive!!
ReplyDeleteThank You Jasmin. Just went ahead and imagined it
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