Saturday, October 29, 2005

also of moon beams and lizards

i want to write about something light and frothy today, let me write about you. oh there i go again! the night air is sweet, the moonbeams are dancing in the courtyard, solitary dancers. why is my mouth bitter.

so many beautiful things perish without being celebrated or cherished. souls, sounds, sights, the unsung many. yet nature goes on creating these little moments of joy regardless of appreciation. is its supereme self-indulgence or is this a pointer to us, to create beauty in little ways. wearing the colour of sunsets always makes me feel beautiful

a lizard slithers down the wall and before it hits the bottom of the floor it leaps to the curtain across the wall, misses but in a moment is climbing the curtain again. it lives between these walls, its home. it never scares me. i always side step when an ant crosses, can never bring myself to kill it and yet i know if it hurts me i will.

the streets of love are in another town. the moon outside was eclipsed on an another night. james white plays in my head when i want to be happy yet i cant hear him today. his sweet baritone is sexy.sexy as my mood when i want to be. U2 on the streets of newyork singing about you.

somedays are empty and some minds are so. on days like these and for minds like these is rambling and so i ramble. clothes of spun gold, cheerful and shiny like me but its not always so and i'm not always this dark but i let the ink spread on this space, a blot to drain my darkness.

35 comments:

Ash said...

:)
Lovely !

Joann said...

Pretty pictures.

Just A Human said...

Gul pe naaz hai! Good word work girl...

Arun said...

beautiful!

~ A

mermaid said...

It is up to us to "create beauty in little ways". With the cold grey skies of autumn, I often feel devoid of beauty. Thanks for the reminder.

gulnaz said...

Ash- :)

Joann- glad you liked it. :)

Just A Human- thank you sir!

Arun- :) merci!

Mermaid- there is beauty all around us and to create even an inch of something beautiful is such a good feeling. am glad you enjoyed this. :)

Casablanca said...

Oooo.. we likey!
Except the lizard. Can we not have reptiles in any more posts, puh-leez?

Roger Stevens said...

Loved the poem on the last post.

Yes, it's good to celebrate moments. Every now and then just stop and look around. It's amazing what you can see, what's going on. And it's good to take a momentt out, even if it's a really shitty day, to feel good that you're alive.

RuKsaK said...

Highly astute - I believe all the beauty is missed because, like flies and algae, humans tend to be distracted by the ugly.

Moon said...

You've expressed so well, what i feel, when responding at my place...
and may i add, that, your words at your blog, touches me a lot.

Patry Francis said...

If there were more people like you Gulnaz, then far less beauty would be missed.

southpaw said...

Beautifully expressed as usual...:)

Sue hardy-Dawson said...

This evoked some beautiful immages and yes I think a day is totally coloured by how you feel how full or empty it is. It is entierly like some days are inked over

finnegan said...

Gulnaz, I do love it when you write about me this way. I'm always so flattered!

I had this theme of seeking beauty on my mind the whole day long. And now, as I sip my
glass of Rueda, I feel just about right, just about now. We are tuned into the same lovely
music.

Let's sing.

Russell Ragsdale said...

You don't miss a beat, sweet Gulnaz, no matter which way your mood turns!

stella said...

for something light and frothy that was remarkably beautiful. a nice touch, gulnaz!

RuKsaK said...

linked yer too - if that's alright

gulnaz said...

Casablanca- hehe, reptiles have such a bed rep...poor creatures. :)

Roger- those moments are like the heros which salvage shiny stuff out of garbage...am so flattered you liked both the posts. :)

Ruksak- absolutely...ugliness has an overpowering stench which can sometimes drown out the delicate fragrance of beauty.

Moon- if my words can touch a persons heart, there is no better to praise. thanks.

Patry- awww, you are a sweetheart to say that! loveu!

southpaw- kind as usual. :)

Sue- thanks! sometimes it seems all that beauty is wated on us.

finn- and i love it when you say that! :) and you have described a beautiful moment yourself. :)

Russell- hugs!! :)

Stella- thanks girl!! i just LOVED your lates post!!

Ruksak- oh more than alright!, thank you!

Tomas said...

not quite sure i would call this piece light and frothy.. but as a fellow poet, i know we don't always control the pen's directions... lovely piece... as always that special gulnaz touch

. : A : . said...

Nice images you have woven here. Well done.

Joel said...

I am hardly light and frothy, more overweight and hairy....

transience said...

that was such sweet, sweet rambling. i adored it.

eden said...

really sweet! how cute !

gulnaz said...

Tomas- ah!! isnt it fun to let the pen just flow...so happy you liked it! thanks!

.:A:. - merci monsieur * deeply bows* :)

Joel- hehe and hence a sweetheart! :)

transi- thank you sweetie! btw, i have been meaning to tell you that i love your new av, it is as sweet and adorable as you.

Eden- thanks darling! :)

Lorena said...

wow gulnaz I LOVE THE flow of thoughts in this!!

this made me smile:
"wearing the colour of sunsets always makes me feel beautiful"

it is so true how we should celebrate the extraordinary found in ordinary moments.

i loved traveling through your thoughts here. lovely.

timeintotime said...

I don't feel the rhythm of this piece as I have done with others (such as "by the pond of stillness"), but I agree with Lorena about the flow of thoughts, especially towards the end, where the imagery is very satisfying.

gulnaz said...

timeintotime- thanks, i respect your opinion. :)

DeeM said...

I really enjoy the imagery here as well. ramble on, as much as you like!

gulnaz said...

Deem- thanks! :0

Pallavi said...

reminds me of the song.. somedays are diamonds... some days are stone..

When you ask how I’ve been here without you
I like to say I’ve been fine and I do
But we both know the truth is hard to come by
And if I told the truth, that’s not quite true

Some days are diamonds, some days are stone
Some time the hard times won’t leave you alone
Some times the cold winds blow a chill in my bones
Some days are diamonds, some days are stone

Now the face that I see in my mirror
More and more is a stranger to me
More and more I can see there’s a danger
In becoming what I never thought I’d be

Some days are diamonds, some days are stone
Some time the hard times won’t leave you alone
Some times the cold winds blow a chill in my bones
Some days are diamonds, some days are stone

SilverMoon said...

I agree. Keen observations on the circles, passages, and moods we all encounter. I hope letting the words flow and tumble like freely swirling rivers of thoughts, abated some of the darkness the next day or soon after. We writers are sensitive, intropsective souls.

Green-Eyed Lady(GEL) said...

(that was me above- I'm a person of 2 blognames.)

Dev said...

Loved reading this! Would love to read more from you, Dear Gulnaz! :)

Rhett said...

Enjoyed this very much. Came frm the link nabina posted. Yu have sucg-a flair for writing. Are yu Indian or paki?

tikulicious said...

:) visiting your blog for the first time ..simple pleasures of life thru simple observations ..that's the beauty of living and appreciating life in all forms .....