Monday, November 1, 2010

Fanciful Farce!

What I fancy 
is what I do not have.
All stored in drowning drains of desires
floating in brittle baskets of my brain.
They live inside me,
cannot survive without me,
die disillusioned sometimes
due to the frivolity of my fancies.

What I fancy -
too fanciful beyond imagination.
No wonder, I lose them to eternity,
floating specs of dust 
let loose in the horizon.
My illegitimate wishes
undeserving of my stature,
burn forever in the glistening whirlpool of creation.

Prompt: FANCY





20 comments:

Beyniaz said...

'I lose them to eternity,
floating specs of dust
let loose in the horizon'....touching words indeed.

Shail Raghuvanshi said...

Hi Beyni,

So nice to see you here. And loved it that you liked the poem....

Hope said...

I guess this is where we feel eternity. In the whirlpools of creation.

love your poem. You expressed this thought very well!

thank you

Shail Raghuvanshi said...

Thanks dear Hope. Feeling eternity becomes possible when we realize that we cannot get all that we want and also get what we did not think we would ever get...

Eileen T O'Neill ..... said...

Shail,
I have found your blog page via Poets United.
This poem Fancy, is a very nice, dreamy, wishful thinking read. Very pleasant!

Best wishes,
Eileen

The Write Girl said...

Beautiful words you've woven here. I love the rhythm in each verse. Lovely imagery and style as well.

Patti said...

beautifully written- the first 2 lines- so true for so many...

Rajlakshmi said...

//too fanciful beyond imagination//
//burn forever in the glistening whirlpool of creation.
// I so loved these lines... so brilliantly expressed.

sharplittlepencil said...

Shail, your use of alliteration and internal rhyme is very good.

The poem itself, touching. I'm going to scroll down and check out Halloween now - the graphic is great!

Peace, Amy Barlow Liberatore

Lisa at Greenbow said...

We all have those wants and desires that will never be fulfilled. Sometimes these are what keep us going.

Ramesh Sood said...

This looks and feels so good.. well said..

Shail Raghuvanshi said...

Thank you Eileen. I am glad you liked the poem which yes, conveys the very aspect of wishful thinking...

Shail Raghuvanshi said...

Thanks Write Girl. Your lovely comments are really appreciated.

Shail Raghuvanshi said...

Thank you Patti. Yes, certain things that we fancy are indeed not ours. How we long for something that we cannot get....

Jingle said...

agree,
I fancy what I dream of...
cute image,
apt poem.

Amity said...

Yes Shail, this is beautiful...:-)

The fancy thoughts here are very true...

"my illegitimate wishes, undeserving of my stature"..i like this line, maybe i am like that..i fancy for things i can't afford... :-)

Shail Raghuvanshi said...

Thank you Eileen. I am glad you liked the poem which yes, conveys the very aspect of wishful thinking...

Shail Raghuvanshi said...

beautifully written- the first 2 lines- so true for so many...

Shail Raghuvanshi said...

Thanks dear Hope. Feeling eternity becomes possible when we realize that we cannot get all that we want and also get what we did not think we would ever get...

Shail Raghuvanshi said...

'I lose them to eternity,
floating specs of dust
let loose in the horizon'....touching words indeed.