Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Incomplete


The wholeness of things are stressed.
We have to be self-sufficient…
Stand on our feet…
(where are the roots though?)
The world only loves strong men
Errr… and women

Now we have 2 conflicting worlds.
Of self and others.
Of you and me.
Of us and them.
Of this and that.
Of men and women.
Of white and black.
Of good and bad.

Dare we cross the borders!
Dare we move away from the completeness!
Dare we cross the barriers!
Boundaries are drawn to make complete picture.
Then why on earth should people lose themselves…
Why become half-individuals?
Why become incomplete?

5 Comments:

Blogger sheetal said...

COMPLETE CAN ONLY BE WHEN BEFOR THE BOUNDRIES OF OUR OUTR WORLD, WE CUT DOWN THE BOUNDARIES WE HAVE MADE FOR OURSELVES INSIDE OF US...

ITS BEAUTIFUL WHAT YOU HAVE WRITTEN...

MORE THAN ANYTHINGELSE, YOU FEEL THERE IS SOMETHING INSIDE OF YOU THAT FEELS THIS WAY.... BUT YOU DONT LET IT CROSS THE BOUNDARIES

REALLY BEAUTIFUL

6:18 PM  
Blogger punjabi~car~freak! said...

nice poem ma'm nice thoughts... such vivid thoughts are hard to find.. it applies at so many places... 10/10

11:04 PM  
Blogger jocklohm junction said...

"(where are the roots though?)
The world only loves strong men
Errr… and women"

.... love this!

12:49 PM  
Blogger nishwish said...

hi sheetal,
welcome. great that u could identify with the essence of this poem.
keep visiting.

8:15 AM  
Blogger nishwish said...

goodandgold,
thats an awesome name.
thanx for the 10/10 and thanx for no minus 5.
keep visiting.

8:16 AM  

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