February expressions
Nothing exists before this, only void;
a genesis, a self born fetus floats
amid blank darkness… this is how he feels
when her lips connive to create new world.
A February bough with sensation
of coming into life, once again
flaunts itself inside a crystal dome,- sky.
A notebook on which dry petals have fallen
sometimes in recent past, refuses to say
anything on mere physics class-notes.
A kiss as a catalyst and a world
is born amidst the world his young eyes see.
© 2009 - All Rights Reserved Kushal Poddar


Comments: 59
I don't like its intent.
Free Glitter Graphics, Fairy Glitter Graphics
Love, Julia
Your words feel like three steps forward, two steps back. Much like the Feb. mood here. Green in the core of things, but woody and brittle without. The shift of seasons young man, well shared. Once again, thank you.
Have A Great & Powerful Day W/J
Other than that, a nice portrait.
Blessings and best wishes - S.
10 for you!
Very nice!
in all forms...even a cold February morning can begin to requisition the coming Spring
for gowth's inspirations to open to new exclamations that are truly budding from another
little touch of love gifted to the spaces that wait in the voids to be activated by us. Lovely poem, Poddar.
I think the opening lines are the reason for my confusion:
"Nothing exists before this, only void;/a genesis, a self born fetus floats/amid blank darkness… this is how he feels/when her lips connive to create new world."
This is very literal birthing imagery, and "lips" could be taken two ways.
To me, this these lines would feel more at home in different literary surroundings. This could be a starting point for another poem, if you are so inclined.
February, where I live, is a kind of painful month, as there are bulb flowers emerging, yet it is still winter......
Interesting.
Regards,
Doyle I <~~~~~
This is so most Kushal way !!!
love your work
Thank you my friend Poddar Kushal !!
Hugs n Love,
Barbie
arrow go, it does stir up love in someones heart !!
Hugs, Barbie