He Spoke ....
He spoke of hopes unfettered
He spoke of dreams being shattered
He spoke of perceived perfections
He spoke of pale reflections
He spoke of you
He spoke of me
He spoke of saints and mothers
He spoke of monsters and murderers
He spoke of autumns in the park
He spoke of whispers in the dark
He spoke of you
He spoke of me
He spoke of the stars we would reach
He spoke of the lies people preach
He spoke of conclusions we derive
He spoke of the helpless we deride
He spoke of you
He spoke of me
He spoke of a soul set free
He spoke of a goal unreached
He spoke of the bridges we burn
He spoke of the corners we turn
He spoke of you
He spoke of me
He spoke of heaven on earth
He spoke of the funeral dirge
He spoke of the fears we conquer
He spoke of the tears we dry
He spoke of you
He spoke of me
He spoke of walls to break
He spoke of steps to take
He spoke of the living retreating to their caves
He spoke of the dead turning over in their graves
He spoke for you
He spoke for me
He spoke to you
He spoke to me
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The explanation of the poem, as requested, is posted in the comments.
8 comments:
But who is HE??? :)
You surprise me with every post!
keep up the good work!! :)
Awesome
I keep returning to read this... Sublime, man. Waiting for more from you!
@John - HE is someone I once knew. Haven;t seen him in some time. Grew up to be a very different man than I thought he would be. :-)
@'Smee - Thank you.
@Furibundo - Thank you. You might have to wait for a while. The Muse, she be fleeting. :-)
A couple of people asked me what I had written meant. On popular demand, the key to the poem is below
hopes unfettered/dreams being shattered - Martin Luther King's speech and the fact that racial discrimination is still rampant
saints and mothers - Mother Teresa
monsters and murderers - Hitler
stars we would reach - The international Space station
soul set free/goal unreached - Mahatma Gandhi, a play on his name and the fact that his goal was an independant, undivided India
heaven on earth/funeral dirge - Kashmir
fears we conquer/tears we dry - Mumbai Train Blasts
walls to break - Berlin Wall
Hope this helps
ah!..the explanation did Help....:)...awesome man!
ahem...am impressed :) dint knw ther ws a poet in a sworn workaholic like u :P
Brilliant!
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