Sunday, August 12, 2007

Yellow or white?


I've ponder'd much, without a clue...
'Bout sunlight and its complex hue!
Is it yellow, or is it white?
How I've wondered day and night!

All my childhood when I drew
The clouds were white & sky so blue
And used just yellow for sun's hue
Did all that change as I grew?

Now wise-men talk of the prism's might
To scatter a rainbow by a ray of white
Blank is my mind, miserable my plight,
Knowing 'colours' are 'bending of light'!

Complex theories n' heavy jargon...
But yellow, not white, is my sun!
How do I gulp all that they say?
When I see that yellow, not white, is the ray.

Snow-peaks glisten in the morning sun
White are the peaks & the rays golden
Or is it that they're trying to claim...
That yellow & white are much the same!

Then I begged my mom for her to explain
This little puzzle that's causing me such pain
With a smile on her face, twinkle in her eyes
Something deep, she did philosophize...

"There's more to life than meets the eye
And all u see could be a lie!
Amidst silence there's a lot to be heard
And so much could be said without a word"

I couldn't grasp all that she said
But now when the sun-rays are spread
It troubles me not as it used to before
And I enjoy the magic all the more!


Acknowledgements -
Painting illustration - "Sunset Lake" - Anthony Ulinski
http://www.anthonyulinski.com/

10 comments:

Sandeep said...

wise boy !! :)
a poem for a change was gud....i started reading it...and loving it..but then suddenly it ended....if you could change the ending sequence, i had love it more :)

Sagar Bhanagay said...
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Sagar Bhanagay said...

Sandeep-bhai! Point taken :). Actually when I reached the middle of it, I realized that I was dragging it a bit too much. Perhaps, hence the end might be feeling abrupt. Besides
"Amidst silence there's a lot to be heard
And so much could be said without a word" ;)

Me said...

Umm... liked the start. But then it kindof became too much information. You an engineer or poet here? :-)

Sagar Bhanagay said...

Lol!!! I agree :)

The Shaolin said...

Saggybhai.... humaray janae ke baad to aap kavi ban gayae!!!
Wow! Very well written poem! Keep it up!

The Shaolin said...

Yeah saab kya IPS-IPSec ka efect hai???

Sagar Bhanagay said...

Kab Kahan Sab Kho Gayi Jitni Bhi Thi Parchhaiyaan
Uth Gayi Yaaron Ki Mehfil Ho Gayi Tanhaiyaan...

Pehle To Maein Shaayar Tha, 'Quarantine kiya IPS ne'...
;)

The Shaolin said...

LOL! Man you only getting better at it!!!
I know THE reason... I know *when* this happens to a man ~~wink wink ~~
And yes, when you reply the comment, also email a copy, so that I don't have to come hunting for the post :)

Sagar Bhanagay said...

Yes... Man sings under 4 circumstances -
1) He's drunk
2) He's in the bathroom
3) He wants to win "Indian Idol"
4) He's hallucinated under relentless torture

4th is my case ;):D