A twist with a hand,
Then hanging on it,
One by one,
The belongings and the weight,
Even the things we shun.
Blind to the knot.
Tattered in the sun.
Believing, it will,
Never come undone.
False is the belief,
We didn't tie it well.
We did not foresee,
How the weights will swell.
We cannot help,
Increasing the weight.
Newer needs will arise,
At any rate.
We do not have time,
To sift through the heap.
We still want to retain,
What we cannot keep.
We will build a shade,
To protect it from the sun.
Further knots will be needed,
Extra ropes will have to be run.
When more things are hung,
That knot may snap.
But the weight will not,
Suddenly fall on our lap.
With the other, a loop.
A stretch, to make sure,
It doesn't ever droop.
Then hanging on it,
One by one,
The belongings and the weight,
Even the things we shun.
Blind to the knot.
Tattered in the sun.
Believing, it will,
Never come undone.
False is the belief,
We didn't tie it well.
We did not foresee,
How the weights will swell.
We cannot help,
Increasing the weight.
Newer needs will arise,
At any rate.
We do not have time,
To sift through the heap.
We still want to retain,
What we cannot keep.
We will build a shade,
To protect it from the sun.
Further knots will be needed,
Extra ropes will have to be run.
When more things are hung,
That knot may snap.
But the weight will not,
Suddenly fall on our lap.
Beautiful. Really.
ReplyDeleteI relate so much.
But thats the thing with good writing. You always relate. :)
Thanks Nidhi, it is such a pleasure to know you liked it! :D :D
ReplyDeleteu wrote it beautifully, bunny as always....was waiting for a new one from u..
ReplyDeleteThanks, Abhishek.
ReplyDeletewe still want to retain what we cannot keep .. this has to be the truest line in every sense ... well written silk .. and like nids said i relate to it completely
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