Saturday, September 16, 2006






Last night...today morn…


To the rage of thunderstorm I awoke.
Way past midnight, but hours before the sun would rise
.
I brushed my hair aside, rubbed my eyes,
Peeped through slightly parted curtains,
To see a light, inviting, shower outside.

I wore my flip-flops and took off,
To be one with nature.

I love walking in the rain, to cry while walking in the rain,
So I can detox from my body all the pain,
Yet not let anyone know of the same,

That I cried in the rain.
Then tears mixed with raindrops,
Wash down to the ground,
To seek shelter under the veil of 'Goddess Ops'.

But, I went out last night…today morn…
Just to take a walk, not to mourn.
To celebrate life and the new sun,
Which promises a new day, a new conundrum.
I sat on the wet slushy ground,
Watching the sky adorn herself with dabs of purple.
No longer is it last night…it is today morn…



Copyright © Ambalika Banerjee, 2006

4 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

A sincere request
-----------------
Well, i see that u tried to write a non-melancholy poem. But alas! it sucked. Stick to dark, sad poetry.

12:56 PM  
Blogger Cobainess - ambalika said...

Well, Mr./Ms. Rye, I appreciate your comment, but i must add that my poetry reflects true emotions. Just because i am better at the sad stuff doesnt mean i'll keep singing melancholy strains, even if i'm not sad! However, if there was a compliment in there somewhere, thanks..

3:27 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Don't listen to Rye! What a nice transformation from the usual :-) Good job and honestly, even though my mood gets a little depressed during the rainy season, ur poem changed my imagery of it while I was reading it and yayyy for showing the lighter side of life...nature rather!

9:43 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hey,

Just wanted to drop you a note and say thanks for the nice comment on my blog with the sandfence photo.

I’m not sure when you posted it. I haven’t been real active on that site lately.

But anyway, thanks.

By the way, I like your poem, Last Night, Today Morn -- very honest, and nice transition from melancholy to hope – colors were nice, too. And did you take the photos? They are very appropo……..



One other thing, I wanted to let you know that I understand the kind of pain that make a person want to take their life – I’ve been there before. But I’ve found real hope in a living God, the God of the Bible, the Creator of all that we love in nature and in our human companions. He has given me hope because He has made it possible for me to be saved from myself, first of all, meaning the nature in me that is selfish, prideful and hateful, and replaces it with love and humility and joy; and secondly, He saves me from death and replaces it with life and hope and light – and all of this is through the gift He gave to the world of His Son Jesus Christ, who died in my place and who was risen up from the dead to be my living Savior -- and He can be yours, too. If any of this intrigues you at all, try to find a Bible, look up the book of the gospel of John first to find out who Jesus really was and what He really said, and then read the apostle Paul’s letter to the Romans – it will show you the way of peace and joy and eternal life.



I’m just one beggar showing another where I found bread…



Sincerely,

Rosanne

9:21 AM  

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