India

by Nicko   Nov 12, 2010


Can I visualize for you?
Will my words seemingly dance off the page
Like some erotic dance
Full of grace and allure
Are my ineffectual words as vibrant
As a sun drenched saree on the summer breeze
Can you see that bustling Rickshaw
On that writhing, hot, dusty street
As spicy as the flavours that permeate the air
Of herbs, lily and lilac
Rotting flesh, dung and decay
Do you feel the warmth of the friendly smile
Upon your cheek
Perhaps the shyness of the pretty girls
That catch your eye
Can you feel the expansiveness of the raw desert in your heart
The touch of antiquity and history as rough as sandpaper on your skin

Tell me you felt the pulse of this beating animal
Vibrating though your feet
Warming upwards through limb and vein
To pass your lips like a stolen kiss

Yet I feel my words are empty, bereft
Of what I've felt, smelt and seen
In my soul my words seem pitiful
Of the India that resides within

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  • 7 years ago

    by mossgirl19

    Ohhh...lovely piece! I have had glimpses of India in TV shows. The dusty busy streets are like our own streets here. I've watched Indian movies too, and there is a lot to see in that country.

  • 13 years ago

    by silvershoes

    Funny, I remember when you wrote this poem for a contest a long time ago (and I do believe you won first in the round this poem was entered into). It didn't touch me so much then as it does now that I've been in a relationship with an Indian for quite some time. You paint a beautiful picture, and exactly what I imagine the country to be. Have you been there? I assume you have.

  • 13 years ago

    by M Colella

    Through you eyes India is alive and vibrant in it's busy streets. I have read and studied India in class. I know there is much sorrow there but so much heart and sweet souls of wonderful people.
    I enjoyed this very very much

  • 14 years ago

    by Ingrid

    Sometimes words are pale in comparison to the object of our desire, that is a fact of life and the poet's greatest challenge to face:)

    Well written, Nick.

    On that writhing, hot, dusty street
    As spicy as the flavours that permeate the air
    Of herbs, lily and lilac
    Rotting flesh, dung and decay

    ^^
    such vivid imagery, so love your wording in this poem, very intense.

    5/5 Ingrid

  • 14 years ago

    by Jad

    This was a heart filled poem and I was taken in by it. You gave a message so simplicit yet so meaningful if one can get the message written in between the lines. The flow was perfect all throughout the poem as was the structure in which you used to write this piece. Also the imagery you use in this poem is incredible. How you describe things is fantastic and I haven't things so well described in a poem for some time. Great job and keep writing.

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