"Go into yourself. Find out the reason that commands you to write; see whether it has spread its root into the very depths of your heart; confess to yourself whether you would have to die if you were forbidden to write." Rainier Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet

Monday, February 6, 2012

it's a disease..this hope in our Heart


Like a disease
it consumes
It spreads inside you
to each tiny little cell

It takes up your mind
body and soul
holds it captive
refuses to let go

It wakes you up
in sunny mornings
with a glow
in your heart

You see a bright lovely face
in the bathroom mirror
Hopeful sleepy eyes
that wish for things better

Deceitful symptoms
and ghastly results
I tell you,it has

because it is a disease
deadlier than others
that spreads beneath the skin
takes hold of your being

It is a disease..this hope in our Heart

4 comments:

Vicky Dada (Vikas) said...

Hope is not the disease, its the heart. Hope is like a bird caged in your heart.. now tell me, which is evil? the bird or the cage?

Dr Mandeep Khanuja said...

Not just that it's suicidal for me to fall into an argument with you,but actually i wanted to add onto it that i being a hard core optimist am still writing something which i just half-believe in !
Just like that poem "Not at All" is a paradox,i was writing something but actually kind of hoping and believing something else ! Pardon me my twisted mind :)

Vicky Dada (Vikas) said...

I am not the one who can pardon you.. you should seek it from your own heart.

BTW, arguing with me is useless, because you are going to win easily.. :) :)

Dr Mandeep Khanuja said...

seek it from my heart !
why u say so vikas ?

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