26 April, 2013

The Isle


There was an isle, 'twas formed anew 
Bereft of hope or cheer 
The sea had come, had raged and wrecked 
Sparing naught but fear

They'd sought its aid, in times of need 
Alas! Betrayed were they! 
For, down it came, its waters fierce 
All castles washed away

Grieved and sore, those forlorn folk 
Thus took to brick and stone 
A wall they wrought, and kept at bay
The seas, the foes unknown

For days on end, in peace they lived
No battles, naught to mend
But oh! One day, a silent stream
Came trickling round a bend

Benign it seemed, 'twas paid no heed
It grew and swelled unseen
With all its might, it brought to ground
The wall that once had been

The ocean wild, it rushed in free
And fiercely coursed right through
The flood was great, the folk aghast
And dread was born anew

But time went by, and soon they saw
The sea had come to tend
For, life it brought, no harm was done
And foe had turned a friend

Thus trees shot up, and meadows bloomed!
The isle was never so fair!
A scent so sweet, of newborn woods
Lingered in the air!

And ever since, the sea and isle
In harmony did thrive
The waters free, they lapped the shore 
And kept the isle alive

And yet this gift, the people knew
Could well be snatched away
The powerful sea now ruled the land
Free to abandon, or stay

There was an isle, 'twas formed anew
Filled with hope and cheer
Woods and meadows, sand castles high
The ocean looming near..

4 comments:

  1. Bloody brilliant! Huge improvement since your last work I must say ;) Though the Sirius Black caricature did spice it up :)

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  2. Thank you :D And I wanna read that one again!!! I've almost forgotten it :D

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  3. oh and we have a budding poet at hand!
    truly great piece of work, aditi. your theme reminds me of this book called The Hungry Tide by Amitav Ghosh. Read it. Among other things, its about rivers, arbitrarily and not according to our plans, destroying and creating.

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    1. Thanks Sumanya :) I will check out that book. I am a big fan of the poem Lord Ullin's daughter, which was the push behind trying this style of writing.

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