Wednesday, March 24, 2010

locust years

honey in a broken jar
summer breeze caught in a net
flowed blowed away
towards lunglo* stream.

treasured glowing golden dreams
sunlit days and starlit nights
rolled scrolled away
never will return.

but the silver strands in hand
pretty pattern yet may weave
hide the scars
of locust years.

*Lunglo is a stream on way to the world of the dead in Mizo myth. It was believed that once the dead people drink from this stream, they forgot their earlier life in the world of the living.


ku2 said...

Maybe its because I'm listening to old, sad songs, but I became sooo melancholy reading this :)

Its sad that with time, our sunlit memories fade, our once-golden hopes and dreams die out, and all that's left is a memory of how things were. And when we die and cross the Lunglo streams we forget even the good times. *sob* Bleak view, heh. Beautiful lines :)

sawmpuia said...

lunglo tui dawnin... Thin-lung (thu pahnih). Ka phuah ve thiam miahlo a mahse ka rilru-ah Francis William Bourdillon a poem pakhat The Night Has A Thousand Eyes tih kha a lo lang a... a in zul phei zawng ka hre hauhlo a..ka rawn tarlang ang e...
------The night has a thousand eyes,
And the day but one;
Yet the light of the bright world dies
With the dying of the sun.

The mind has a thousand eyes,
And the heart but one;
Yet the light of a whole life dies
When love is done.

mesjay said...

@Ku2, sad, but the end is 'positive' i hope?

@Sawmpui, i hla rawn thawh chhuah chu a mawi hle mai.

feddabonn said...

Nice. Particularly like the image of honey in a broken jar. Rather predictable eh?

Gauri Gharpure said...

the entire poem cud stand on the line honey in a broken jar, i like it so much! also the locust years.. gives the snapshot of all tht may have been lost or destroyed in just two years. the idea of Lunglo stream is fascinating.

Gauri Gharpure said...

* two words..

mesjay said...

@feddabonn,the predictability, i think, hinges on how bad the break is.

@Gauri, those two lines you appreciate just came into my head from somewhere. In a sense, we don't really 'create' anything but 'craft' them from given material--what do you say?

Anonymous said...

nice and melancholic. fits in very nicely with a book i just finished - 'goodbye tsugumi' by japanese witer, banana yoshimoto

mesjay said...

@Ruolngulworld, you must have been in the same mood while reading it then.

MARKWOOD said...

You elegantly decorate Hades all the time, I wish I should go soon where you paved its way!

Richly adorned always!

mesjay said...

@Markwood, no no! That's far far away from my intention. We are invited to follow the opposite direction, a much more beautiful place.

Blind Dayze said...

this is metal!!! :-)

Request from me to you to release this under a Creative Commons License.

mesjay said...

@Lolz Blind Dayze, okay, go ahead. Let's see what happens. I've hardly listened metal yet.

mesjay said...

@Blind Dayze, not blues? [lol]

Go ahead with your creative work, let's see how it turns out.

Gauri Gharpure said...

some new honey-like lines, pl. :)

mesjay said...

@Gauri, waiting for inspiration :)