She Sleeps...
A haiku style poetry ( I really dont conform to the 17 Syllable rule of Haiku). I like writing this kind of poetry as it paints picture with words._______________________
She sleeps....
She throws her legs
Unwrapping
My dreams
__________________Om Namah Shivaya
Sakha
posted by Virtual at Sunday, April 02, 2006
5 Comments:
These pictures are awesome!!! You keep on placing a picture with water, and you have alluded to water in your poems as well.
Water in poetry is sometimes used to represent a cleansing, an awakening or just simply life as it flows.
In some instances the idea of water and waves crashing brings the image of time and cycles, water flowing like time is steady and constant and like fire an eternal witness. Now on to another question, are most of these pics of the Ganges???
Your themes seem to center around this water and something of a lost love, this I haven't seen before. what do you mean by it?
Also many of the pictures show a light (sun) filtering through, is this a steady theme of a hope or life???
As a poet you are right, one should not sacrifice the word or meaning to maintain the poetic form!!!
Thanks for liking the picture.. This is a sunset in Goa. That is why its with this picture.. like the night is preparing for dreams.
I usually take pictures of the place I visit as those images bring me the same environment that I was in at that moment. Like how people need some images to pray God as it makes them focus more. For me, its a way to get transported to the environment and the energy of the place.
Water has a very special place in my life. I find that the water brings you closer to reality and gives you a sense of being in touch with the universal reality. Yeah its kind of cleansing process and a great purifier. I believe in all the water bodies being holy. If one looks deeply at the flow of water or on the waves, it usually transports one to the universal consciousness. In the end part of Book called Siddartha by Hermann Hesse, it has been given a special place.
I love Ganga and being in love with her for some time now... Most of the pictures of river is of ganges. I have followed her journey across the whole country up to the place where she finally meets the Sea after cleansing the soul of millions.
Light is the source... and we are recieving it through illusions and many seives of material world. That is how it looks to me and so subconsciously, I guess, I have captured those moments in that way.
You did not say any thing about this poetry. I think it was an extension of my previous post of "Legs". I was kind of wondering what you will say about this. .. hehehehe
Om Namah Shivaya
Virtual
I didn't dare comment on the legs here,:D, you left out the snake:p so I didn't catch it:D
Its meaning was too broad! you could've meant the obvious or for some weird reason the words placed with the picture made me think of night as a woman in 'throwing her legs, unwrapping your dreams'( I am not quite sure if I quoted that correctly) --> as welcoming dawn! maybe dreams are dreams only in the night because we fail to see them in the day!
In what I got from the picture and those three lines, it was perfect, everyone looks at the same picture and sees something different.
on siddharta and the river, vami and I actually argued a bit over this one:D, I guess everyone would get something different from reading this. In the end, what was the river, it carried symbolism throughout the book as a crossing over and as a teacher, as time, the river spoke and laughed, but at the end, after Vasudeva has learned the lessons from the river, he realises that the forest was alive just as the river so he moves on to learn more, so the river once again becomes just the river--unattachment.
There is a thought that even through one's own actions, one can attain the enlightenment and when one focuses with all sincerity, heart and soul on any thing in the universe one does get the special privilege of seeing the universal soul in everything. Its all there in all the things in the universe encompassed by the great illusion Maya.
So you see one does not have to go out of the way .. in some cave or be an ascetic to find the par brahma.. its all there all around.. It can be a river, or a forest or anything for that matter. The beauty of the book Siddharth lies in the end.
Om Namah Shivaya
Virtual
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