The Divine Mould

ShailRaghuvansh · Aug 4, 2010

[FONT=&quot]I am just a lump of clay for YOU,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I know![/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Whatever form You make[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I am just that.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Nothing else.[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]One moment a ravishing seductress.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]The next, a devoted wife.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Any mould – of wisdom or of vice[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Of beauty or blemish[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I am all Yours to carve, I know![/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]
But somewhere within,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Mysterious threads of thought sprout,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Spreading tentacles of mystic images in my brain[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Churning deeply-embedded emotions,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Transforming the ordinary into the divine.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I feel I am being peeled away bit by bit,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Every piece a rotten overgrowth of pretensions.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]
Scratched of all scrap I am left nude, bare,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Free of a burden I had not known existed.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I now flow light amidst waves of time and space[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Awaiting the final mould –[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Of the Divine Image engraved for eternity.[/FONT]

varalotti · Aug 6, 2010

Dear Shail,
Believe me reading your poem was the first thing I did in the morning. I have a fifteen-minutes "lucid interval" in the morning to plan my day. Did not have much to plan today and hence came hear to read this verse.
I had the pleasure of reading good poetry after a long time and the privilege of being the first to comment on it.

[FONT=&quot]One moment a ravishing seductress.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]The next, a devoted wife.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Any mould – of wisdom or of vice[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Of beauty or blemish[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I am all Yours to carve, I know![/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]
[/FONT][FONT=&quot]I feel I am being peeled away bit by bit,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Every piece a rotten overgrowth of pretensions.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]
[/FONT]Beautiful lines, Shail. I can write a whole book on "rotten overgrowth of pretensions" What a word, dear friend. You floored me this morning. And paradoxically by the same process lifted me to great heights.

May you always be blessed Shail Raghuvamshi.
love,
sridhar

ShailRaghuvansh · Aug 6, 2010

Dear Sridhar,

It feels wonderful when persons are moved with what I write especially poetry.

Sometimes, even articles/prose cannot satiate my soul when questions plague me. It is here that poetry steps in.

Thank you for your blessings. Always wanted.

Nice Day
Shail

suria · Aug 6, 2010

fanatstic lines shail..!!!:thumbsup expressing the pinch every women feels inside..!!!!

ShailRaghuvansh · Aug 6, 2010

Hi Surya,

Nice that you liked my piece of poetry and understood it too.

Hoping to post some more verses like these knowing that there are persons like you!

Nice Day
Shail

Kamla · Aug 7, 2010

Dear Shail,

Congrats on being nominated to the FP of the month by no less than Varalotti himself. I can understand why this poem appealed to him so much. He is after all an expert where writings about divinity is concerned.

Besides, this poem really is divine. There is no better word to describe it. The poem captures your total submission to the creator and the last lines are especially beautiful.

Is it possible to peel off all those worldly pretensions? I try my best to present my true self and at times it is very daunting. World seems to see only the outer coverings!

A real good one.

L, Kamla

harianant · Aug 7, 2010

Simply Great Shail. It is rare to find a good poem these days. Your Poem makes us 'think'. Nowadays people are simply 'reacting' to different situations and no one has time to indulge in the luxury of 'thinking'. In this context such good poems need to be widely appreciated by everyone.

A.Hari

(I have enjoyed many of your poems in your poetry blog )

ShailRaghuvansh · Aug 7, 2010

Dear Kamla,

Nice that you enjoyed reading the poem. Sridhar has been kind enough to nominate it.

Yes, it is difficult to let go off pretensions how much ever we may want to let go. Attachments, traditions, prejudices and so many other things come in the way. I suppose, when one grows older, it becomes easier as one is already disappointed, disgusted, disillusioned with life in certain aspects. Then, surrendering to the Divine becomes the only best sane thing to do. And the safe bet too!!

Nice Day
Shail

devapriya · Aug 7, 2010

ShailRaghuvansh said: ↑

[FONT=&quot]I am just a lump of clay for YOU,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I know![/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Whatever form You make[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I am just that.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Nothing else.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]But somewhere within,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Mysterious threads of thought sprout,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Spreading tentacles of mystic images in my brain[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Churning deeply-embedded emotions,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Transforming the ordinary into the divine.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I feel I am being peeled away bit by bit,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Every piece a rotten overgrowth of pretensions.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]
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Excellent lines Shail... each and every line pierced and pulled out inner feelings of women..:thumbsup

Arunarc · Aug 7, 2010

Dear Shail
Wow wonderful poem with such lovley meaning.
Especially the last few lines, after you go through so much in life surrending yourself to Him in the end.
The poem itself is a divine one.