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Will I ever forget her? She was a rock in my life. |
R O C K II The shore is awash with the memories of yesteryears; As I dip my feet in and think of my laborious past, A long-forgotten reminiscence surfaces upon my mind, And I remember you, Nikita. My first-desired woman, my first-kindled love, Signalled by the hormones of youth and virility, You fanned my emotions to dream of you beside me And then, you loved me back. I thought you a ROCK of sustenance to nourish me, A bed of roses on which to lie and perhaps sleep, A mount of experiences and enjoyment And, a redeemer of my soul. You sustained me and gave me energy To expand my horizons and explore anew - Unperturbed areas of my mind and body. I felt a frisson of joy pass through my soul. Today, as the tide runs out and sand shifts beneath my toes, I remember you and mourn the days and nights When I held you in my hungering arms and And deliriously breathed you in. The rock-like stability of my past has passed, I have changed my life several times since you, I sit on a rock, wetting my feet and mulling things over, And I try to forget you, Nikita. © Dr. Taher Y. Kagalwala, Feb. 2009 Check out a more direct interpretation of the word "rock" here:
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