Saturday, April 25, 2009

an igloo wish of a traveller lost

when winter winds freeze my blood
i remember the colour red.
to search and reach my igloo lane
let red words rain in my sleepy brain

21 comments:

Kartz said...

Ah... Interesting choice of lines there. Reflecting on reasons as to why such a long time between updates? :)

Trust all is well.

Peace.

Ani said...

hnnnm thoughtful..

what are u hinting at though??

Devika said...

I identify with this one, MIP

effective one,
feel like reading it again and again...and then i think its pouring red words in my lousy brain :)

how's Baby B..long time since I heard of her, :)

wishes,
devika

(¯`•._.•[Raaji]•._.•´¯) said...

absolutely beautiful. I can so relate to it :-)

Vinnie said...

a shelter is the most basic survival kit...loved it (i hope i got it right!! :)

Akshaya Kamalnath said...

oooh...so did the lost traveller finally find the igloo? And did that finally result in the revival of this blog?

Rakesh Vanamali said...

Winter is a time of stillness like never before, stillness of the inside and that of the outside too! Shades of white and grey in biting cold! I've lived many such winters even during the peak of hot summers!

Anu said...

oooooh! I loved the comparison of winter and red words.. lovely MIP as usual

Gautam Anand said...

nice way of words..
n thoughtful..
in b/w I myself returned to bloging after a month break..
have a say on my new poem ..

Yogesh said...

Real Cold Man!!! :)

siddhu said...

Nice one MIP-but tell me if i've got it rite-is it somethin to do with some writers block or somethin like that??

Usha Pisharody said...

Surreal!

Red words rain in my sleepy brain...

Wow!

Prabhu Dutta Das said...

Winter,Igloo and Red words!

If I were to freeze- I would do now for the expression freezes me!

Heart'n'Soul said...

woho... good one... dunno wt to say.

Towards reclamation said...

home is associated with a place where we find solace and exist peacefully .. its the destination we want to reach where we feel at home ... life's unending quest is to reach home ultimately isn't it ? by home i dont mean where i live btw ...

nice one .. though i think my interpretation is very diff. from others

iforgotthat said...

hmmmm..... i jst stumbled across your blog. The visual imagery which your words conjure is striking..

arunima said...

wow! that so simple n yet to beautiful

Brosreview said...

Thought-provoking, this one. Very wisely and well-written!!! Good job!!!

pinkZz said...

nicely written..

best wishes!

Salil said...

Ha MIP,
That too flew over the cuckoo's nest, rather above my head.
The ignorant (therefore, blissful) me only understood that you recollected red colour in winter. Ugh?
Cheers,
Salil

Som said...

Quirky ..!!

red = fire

red words = expletives

Nice one Boss !! I am hooked