Friday, July 30, 2010


You feel the pain,
You shed the tears.
You lose the light,
You prefer darkness.
But you find the moon.
and the moment gives-
You back your lost smile.
You wonder why,
And hope to know it later.
Unaware of the bird of hope
singing somewhere in your mind,

Dear readers,

I started off "Hopes" with a certain idea about the concept of Hope. My comprehension of hope was as a phenomenon that exists tangible and close to human subjectivity. My concept of hope was; as the realm of existence one enters after an exhausting flow of tears. And I also believed that when hopes break, tears are its aftermath. But as I moved through the poems, as you did as readers, I came across many new lessons. As Tia Terri rightly said in one of her comments, "Hope is what you do not yet possess. Because if you have it there is no longer a need to hope for it." This was a new learning. Something contrary to what I thought and believed. But I can proudly say that my art taught me something. I learned from my art.

Thank you for being part of this learning experience. Hope you continue visiting this blog. Thank you for your comments, and words that do nothing but encourage. Once we entered into the kingdom of hope, now I think, there is no going back; no tears, no desperation. I think so. Hope never ends. But the poems have to end. Surely, they will give way to more literary experiences. I hope you will find it joyful to visit again.

Yours truly,
The Indian Commentator.
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