Changing Lanes

Dreaming Again

Posted: Friday, October 31, 2008 by Stained in Labels: poem

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Lately when I think of a poem, it stays in my head for a very short period of time and I forget about it before I can write it down. Luckily I had my mobile around the last time I though of a poem in my head and quickly typed it out on my phone(All hail Qwerty keypads on mobiles).

Posting one after a very long time and this one is quite simple/basic in comparison to my older poems though the depressing theme continues...

Dreaming Again
30/10/2008

I wish I could say what I want to say
But those words are too harsh for your tender ears
These days go by dreading that determination
That will hit you someday
After it annihilates me...

I stand here waiting in astonishment
How could this happen to us
Watching the time rattle away
Are we getting closer to the end
Or maybe I'm just dreaming again...

-Stained

A crow feeding a crow....Saw this for the first time.Shooting Date/Time : 10/31/2008 6:29:00 AM
Tv(Shutter Speed) : 1/160
Av(Aperture Value) : 5.6
Metering Mode : Evaluative Metering
ISO Speed : 400
Lens : 18.0 - 200.0 mm
Focal Length : 96.0 mm

16 comments:

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   Anonymous says:

   11/01/2008 10:06:00 pm

   ummmm..........sounds like u wanna tell ur gf tht u wanna get out of a relationship,n tht it(the relationship) is headed for a major breakup.....was tht the theme of ur poem......? the poem may be simple...but seems 2 b sayin a lot ....n some of the lines can b interpreted in diff. ways...btw is the poem drawn from real life?...;D

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   Stained says:

   11/02/2008 12:26:00 am

   The last line says it all...
   "Or maybe I'm just dreaming again..."
   
   So as I told my gf earlier, I'm telling you....it's just a poem, nothing else. So no break-up, no connection to real life...nothing
   
   Poems are meant to be interpreted differently by different people. Just like songs....

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   Anonymous says:

   11/02/2008 09:17:00 pm

   thats good 2 hear...poor girl.....she must have lost a good night's sleep over it....:P

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   Abid says:

   11/03/2008 06:35:00 am

   Beautiful poem and a good photograph.
   
   Is your girlfriend a blogger too?

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   Stained says:

   11/03/2008 09:26:00 am

   Zanzibar....nah...I clarified it immediately... :)
   
   Abid...thanks...and yes she is also blogger... :D

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   * says:

   11/04/2008 09:15:00 am

   Its a very tender poem, and thought provoking in its simplicity.
   (now that I have sucked up to you, tell me na? tell tell. Who it is. Kya yaar? Sanoo bhi dasso. I am the official aunty na?)

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   Stained says:

   11/04/2008 12:52:00 pm

   hahahaha....it's quite obvious who it is...lets see if anyone can guess it...

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   Anonymous says:

   11/04/2008 06:57:00 pm

   umm....wat do i get 4 guessing rite?......3 guesses.....D , D and DEEEEEEEEEE!..I'm good ,amnt i?.....hehehe

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   Stained says:

   11/04/2008 10:37:00 pm

   Erm...you're right... :D
   what you get...hmm...let see...the only thing I can offer our my photography skills...So I don't know...I'll do a free portfolio for you or something... :S

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   The Ego says:

   11/05/2008 07:45:00 am

   Erm okay... don't look at this blog for 4-5 days and a maelstrom of comments emerge!
   
   Zanzi...trust me, that's the same thing I thought just like you did. But I slept just fine :P

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   Neelofer says:

   11/05/2008 09:31:00 pm

   I don't know why people usually interpret "the end", "drifting apart" etc with a lover. This poem like you said means different things to different people. It could well depict a father struggling to confess to his kids about their mother (who is either sick and won't make or has passed away). Or it could be a brother wanting to tell something to his sister about their parents etc. The essence of the poem is more of a struggle towards framing a sentence right rather than delivering a message to a certain someone.
   Having said that, I absolutely loved the last two sentences. It's a stark contrast between each other- second last line sums up the madness that will follow the confession session and the last line brings everything to an abrupt halt with the likelihood of it being surreal.

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   Stained says:

   11/05/2008 10:51:00 pm

   neel...well said.... :)
   
   Btw if anyone is wondering why new updates...kinda busy with some assignments....so that

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   Anonymous says:

   11/07/2008 11:39:00 am

   i reiterate tht the poem's meaning sounds the same 2 me....even after the suggestions put forward by neel......y would a father tell his children tht he was drifting apart from them bcoz thire mother was sick....or y wud a brother tell his sis tht they r drifting apart bcoz of their parents impending divorce(?)...no its pretty obvious in the poem...tht watever is happening (the drifting apart) is between the poet and the other person....n the 2 most common themes r love n frendship.....the use of the words tender ears,the end...cement the idea of it bein a poem bout love....
   i totally agree wid neel abt the last 2 lines...jus brings the whole poem to a new perspective

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   Neelofer says:

   11/08/2008 08:41:00 pm

   @zanzibar: The problem isn't the different perspectives- its a theme that people have generalized over the years. Anything to do with confession means a breakup. Wrong.
   To answer your questions- The father wouldn't be at ease while explaining to his young kids (read tender ears) about the absence of their mother. Neither would a brother who is trying to tell his sister something about their parents (it's not divorce that I'm referring to but something to do with sickness or the inevitable). I didn't refer drifting apart to my feedback- I said it because you mentioned a breakup. The poem doesn't come across as a prelude to a breakup but more of a confession. My 2 cents/

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   Mohammad says:

   11/20/2008 08:19:00 pm

   intersting capture of a rare moment ... I love it ..

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   Anonymous says:

   1/29/2009 02:51:00 am

   faisal is that youuuuuuuu??????