Burried in the pages, I struggle
to breathe; Sticking my neck out
half dead; From my grave
a chapter half read
As a forgotten friend I carry
memories under the patterns of dust.
pressed as leaf under a boulder
crying out; for someone
who moved on
Retrace your steps
Open the page, that you
closed in rage.lessons
never lose their meaning
The Underlined words
are caged birds
let them fly, unleash
the future, waiting on
my other side.
I like the opening 'buried in the pages, I struggle to breathe; sticking my neck out half dead, from my grave a chapter half read'. A book mark is a subject I have not come across in poetry, but my bookmark always sticks it neck out, and sometimes dies when I forget about it and don't finish the book. Interesting images pop up in the poem and your imagination has taken me on a journey with the bookmark. Karin Anderson
As a forgotten friend I carry memories under the patterns of dust. pressed as leaf under a boulder crying out; for someone who moved on I understand how one can relate to Bookmark...its meanings are multifold and its upto the reader what meanings he/she associates with it. I loved the above lines because it says something for me. 19th August,2009 London
The idea is expressed profusely with good usage of words but incidently, the poem starts with the theme resembling one of the famous poems titled 'Book Mark' by Naseer Ahmed Nasir written just over two decades. The translation of that poem is also present on this site and you must read it too. It is also displayed in the Shitao's Photostream. Fortunately enough Naseer Ahmed Nasir is my father.
This is very good imagery - used in the best possible taste and thought through with skill - - fine verse....10 from Fay...
''Burried in the pages, I struggle to breathe; Sticking my neck out half dead; From my grave a chapter half read''. Nicely composed poem. Thanks for sharing
This poem is filled to the brim with emotion. Your use of language is commendable. The reader goes in many directions with your wonderful metaphore. Loved it, Nikunj. A '10! ' Warm Wishes, Marilyn
Your love of language shines through in this poem, especially with the effective use of internal rhyme. I really like the extended metaphor - you've make really good use of the term: buried in a book! S :)
The Underlined words are caged birds let them fly Beautifully written. Excellent thought.10++++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An interesting poem! I was wondering if we culd have a 'bookmark' like thing in our life, where we could get back to continue from where we had left off! Alas! Time flies! Thanks for sharing! -Raj