THE QUESTION NEVER ANSWERED

I wrote this poem way back when i was in ninth grade, and it aptly represents the thoughts of a 'nouveau adolescent' and his virtual paradise where he visualises everything around him with his narcissistic kaleidoscope.Though today i am not very proud of it but it is dear to me cos that was the time when words flowed right from the heart directly to the nib of my pen bypassing the grey matter entirely .....a literary portrayal of my 'id'..... just raw emotions penned down.....

THE QUESTION NEVER ANSWERED

Though tears in my gloomy eyes are few;But whenever my love I think of you,

Your charm;your calm; your smile; your frown,Makes me miss you and in your love I drown,

Deep; deeper and deepest in the sea,Where there is none;But me u n glee,

Thither in my arms you resist and moan, But soon melt and whisper in to that lovely tone,

"I am yours my love; for now and forever"But then with a hidden thought you do shiver ,

Holding my face, pouring love from pretty little eyes, With a lovely expression so keen so wise,

"Will you love always "? you do say , While carelessly with your silky hair i play,

"Will you love me"? You say it again ,And pearls droppeth from your eyes; like the first summer rain ,

"Will you love me even when i am gone?" And there i am perplexed failing to get your passionate song,

"Will you love me even when i am dead"? , And lo i am shaken from my bliss; my heavenly bed,

Looking in to those eyes crammed with dew , I was startled knowing not what to do,

To calm the little brook shedding brine; A 'soft kiss' on those rosy cheeks necessity of the time,

And there you were calm and content , reading my kiss and what it meant ,

'Cos' now you knew what was fine;The one to answer was not 'me' but 'time'.....

Madhur Uniyal

TO DEATH

Death....the concept of death has always fascinated me.I can't help but to involve death in one way or the other in my writings.Maybe cos till date it is the most complex maze or maybe it is the most honest act in one's life and evokes the deepest and the truest emotions in others .
My first true encounter with death could be explained in just one word "ICY". Yes ,I had been to funerals, I had seen the dead before, but when for this first time when i was posted in intensive care unit(I.C.U.) as an intern ;a patient passed away on my watch.Transformation from a person to a body, that too in just a few minutes.......i felt chill to my spine. Here are my four lines to DEATH...

DEATH
"How sneakest thou with swiftest strife,
With Garguantan weight fingers of ice
And suck the warmth out of a mortal one
Leaving a shell ,wails and cries".


Madhur Uniyal

RESURGAM..."I shall rise again".

"Resurgam" in latin means "i shall rise again". This is my favourite ballad from whatever little i have written. How much so ever popular one is ,how much so ever wanted , when he is gone the world just moves on .....This ballad is the afterlife story of one such popular lady who just needs somebody to shed two tears at her grave , 'two tears' right from the heart , 'two tears'...her passport to salvation ......

RESURGAM
Deep in the ground in a slumber so sound ;a tender being hibernates , I can't call it living , i won't call her dead ,
Cos' she said to the winds and even to the mist in the air

"Soon shall i rise again , rise from my earthen womb
this irksome dread ,
And walk with the clouds; tearing all my shrouds
in to the emptiness this destiny fabricates."

But this all is a dream , the only hope to a poor soul ,
" Two Tears" she needs 'right from the heart'
to creep her way to this ultimate goal .

Her husband ? 'NO' he has married again ,
Her children ? 'NO'they are busy mending their children's pain ,
Her parents ? Alas ! they are already gone ,
Her lover ? But now with no love, no sigh,no moan .

She tries, she cries, right from her liver ;
right from her heart ,
But all her pain was all in vain,
tears dont drop from dead ones part.

And even today the wind echoes and mist embales ,
Her sullen story ;her gloomy tale .
And words of this beautifull baroness, an unfortunate dame
Resurgam........ Resurgam........ Resurgam ........


Madhur uniyal (copyright 2001)