Tuesday, May 15, 2007

The results

She was tired
She was tensed
She was waiting

The results came
A mixed bag of fortune
A bittersweet concoction

The voice saw
The voice sighed
The voice waited

Her reactions came
A mixed thought
A languid response

The voice wondered

She clarified

Hers is the power
The power to show emotions
The emotions in response to situations

The voice had the power
The power to know her innermost thoughts
The thoughts that can fill the entire universe

She had the desire
The desire to win
And this was only a battle
A battle where she has had a setback

The voice had the responsibility
The responsibility to guide her
And this was the universe
A universe swathed in darkness


Cuckoo said...

Nice one !

Superficial Gibbering prater said...

good one...but does this poem mean u got a "A" grade in ur last semester[:P]

alpine path said...

Cuckoo, thanks! :)

Superficial Gibbering prater, thanks. This is an attempt to a different type of writing but purely fiction. Nothing to do with my grades :) In fact, you can see the previous "voice" posts if you like. They would clear your doubt. And welcome aboard!

Arun said...

so where u heading to? :)

alpine path said...

Arun, I don't know where the protagonist is heading to. Believe me, even I'm curious :)

Anonymous said...

The narration of d protagonist is simply marvelous n very vivid too...:)

alpine path said...

Lavender, thankyou :) I too admire the ease with which the protagonist expresses herself. Wish all of us could do that in our lives.