Desperation (Nisheeth Srivastava)

I see the light,

Oh where?

In her eyes,

Evoke! Evoke it with the burning passion,

I have my lamp in this darkness,

But! I’ve never seen a flicker!

Is this your fate my dear heart?

The spark is in her eyes,

But the misery knocks your door,

Heart, you have to wait! Keep patience,

 

I call her for her spark,

One day she will come!

Its night, not a true night,

But her tresses cover the sun,

A moment will flash-someday!

When she will call you to keep a tryst,

 

Every time I see a lightening in this darkness,

The gloom increases,

As I want the spark from her eyes;

to light the lamp of my passion,

No other light will help,

You will sink in darkness dear heart,

I am sinking too,

We both need her light,

Let us give each other a company,

And pass the hours sinking in this darkness,

We will chock, die and perish, I know!

But she will come! Have patience,

 

 My lamp will lighten with her spark,

And you will be full with the fire of passion.

We both will burn then O Heart!

But isn’t burning the first step for salvation, dear heart!

She will come! Have patience.

 

                                         Nisheeth Srivastava

 

This is an inspired poetry written by me.I wrote it in Urdu and translated it in English.It is my poem that is close to my heart.As always I do not follow the rules set by academics on writing poetry as poetry is flow of heart and passions.I dont understand how can anyone try to bind poetry in some frames and structures?The only duty of an academia is to nourish the talent and mentor it,however they take an entirely different role by torturing the creativity and binding it in certain set stereotype rules. 

 

I have intentionally tried breaking certain specific rules of structural poetry at places and at other places the rules have automatically been broken as I dont follow them.Hope you enjoy this work and I will appreciate critics for the intensity of emotions.