Mystery inside -
you shake patiently, ears
pressed; inside is
all you can imagine.
Eager fingers rip away protection,
last shreds of disguise stripped and
the gift
is revealed.
© Nishant Tharani 2007
17/9/2007
A Writer’s Island poem.
Absorbed
Absorbed
September 18, 2007 at 9:05 pm
Ooh, I like this one – it seems to be hinting about something much larger than the physical giftwrapped present. Lovely!
September 18, 2007 at 9:27 pm
Hey! glad you liked it
i originally started out with the idea of trying to convey the feeling of just having a gift and not knowing what’s inside it, but only knowing that whatever it is could be your heart’s desire. I’m not sure what i ended up with though
September 18, 2007 at 10:45 pm
So….. what was it………do tell!
September 18, 2007 at 10:56 pm
shreds of disguise – terrific image – nice work!
September 19, 2007 at 4:04 am
This is pretty goregous — I especially liked hte lines “inside is/ all you can imagine. ” So true and that’s a lovely way to say it.
September 19, 2007 at 2:53 pm
“Eager fingers rip away protection,
last shreds of disguise stripped”
I see sensuality in those lines!
September 19, 2007 at 6:19 pm
keith, it is whatever you want it to be. if i told you then that’d spoil the poem wouldn’t it
tumblewords, thanks, I was actually imagining shreds of wrapping paper being torn off.
9to5poet, you caught on to the crux of the poem. i felt this was the most important idea in the poem, that while a gift is still a ‘gift’, it can be anything you imagine, until you unwrap it and it stops being a ‘gift’ and becomes an ‘object’.
gautami, I was thinking exactly the same thing when i wrote them!
September 19, 2007 at 8:24 pm
Beautiful… I really like that first line… could be a physical present… could be that mystery inside us all… thank you!
September 20, 2007 at 6:54 am
Many things to many people. Some what sensual.
September 23, 2007 at 12:21 am
Very nice. Simple and complex at the same time.