Me, Moon and Our Boat


As silent as a grave yard...
Below the graves,
Very alive fishes were having their nude bath...

A lone music that vibrates through the serene atmosphere...
And
That's the music of paddle kissing the shy waters...

As a moon hangs up above our heads...

It is me, my moon and our boat...
Having a solitary voyage together between the River Po and River Piave...
Only then, science took a note
''Moon can cause neither tides nor waves on River surface...''

Doctors say 60 % of human body is water...
and the scientists quote life began in water...
But none of them are aware that

'My Life' and 'My Body' is just seated diametrically 
Yet enveloped together by water.

There exists a small lamp illuminated between us...
Obscuring the light that glows from the moon on board
And
Thereby forming an 'Eclipse'.
However, no eclipse shall dare to hide my moon.
My middle finger goes up for the asleep eclipse

Paddled quite a long way now...
Literally WE are an island now.

What are we ?
Probably a Noah's Ark ?
Well,
His ARK might have had all sort of lives in it
But
Having one complete life in a small boat ?
Of course not.


For the first time in my life,
I spotted a mermaid and that withal in the river...
Yet again

For the first time in my life,
I spotted the very same mermaid drowning and diminishing in to the very same river.
That's 'Moon Effect'.


We are just refugees on the boat...
Who seek neither a life nor a citizenship...
Wherever the boat hits,
It shall be and should called as land of milk and honey
That's the reason why I named our boat as MOSES.

No words were uttered...
It was just the music of paddles...
Languages, letters and words
All of them were silenced...

By the silence between our four lips.

Oh I forgot...
My backpack and some stuffs in them.
Now a flask of hot coffee.
Each a cup and multiple sips.
Coffee can be no way hotter than the environment.
Yet the humidity scored a century.


As time passes by...
I can sense it as night because of the darkness struggling to encircle my moon
...
And
Of course,

In time travel one can never check his watch...

So the time has come...
The sky turns blue gradually...
War between the stars and sun arrives to an end...
Well...
The white sky inherits some blue blood in them...
Bloods of slain stars...
Though the stars have lost the war,
They said, 'We will be back soon."
And so the sun.

Even as the sky's moon prefers to go home...
The moon on the boat,
Derived the same thought of her distant relative...
"Wanna go home" she said.
"Home is where heart resides,
You are home already"- I replied.


Time can only separate people 

and
Time can only separate two different souls
and
Time can never ever separate a 'singled soul of two bodies'.

However, its my turn and time to disclose those words.
I took a bouquet full of red roses.
and 

I said
"Hey one more ride ?"

That's not the way the ride ends..
and
That's the way only the post ends.

A boat ride under the sky by drifting at the Venice waters
And especially with your favorite person...?

I call that as 'Lifetime moment.'Someday, it would come true
and then

I will add the real picture.
Till then, the post prefers to speak without a picture :D




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Submitted for Travel is all about happpiness contest
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23 comments:

  1. Beautiful words Deepak :-) Absolutely amazing and mesmerizing. The way you've told a kind of story, a mystic sense It was very good. I'm sure you are going to be the winner. Good luck.

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  2. Interesting, you have poet in you..

    "" Even as the sky's moon prefers to go home...
    The moon on the boat,
    Derived the same thought of her distant relative... ""

    these lines were amazing

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  3. @Ashwini C N Thanks a lot Ashwini, glad to have your motivating comment... :)

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  4. Nice one Deepak. I believe the best of yours is yet to come. Continue keeping us mesmerized :)

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  5. No words were uttered...
    It was just the music of paddles...
    Languages, letters and words
    All of them were silenced...
    By the silence between our four lips.

    lovely post karthik...
    just go ahead and u'll come up with morning star for sure.. trophy will be yours ra.. :) good luck.
    may God bless u always. :)

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  6. Great One Deepak!! I see a poet in you.

    Well Done Bro!!

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  7. Glad to visit your space:)Marvelous one,digging all your posts now :)

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  8. I read this before a month ago or so. It's really beautiful, the imaginary and how you weaved it is very interesting. Good luck, Deepak.

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  9. @Saru Singhal Thank you so much :) :) a comment from you for a poem, aww :)

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  10. This was a beautiful composition Deepak! Best wishes for the contest!

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  11. Beautifully portrayed! :)

    Please do read and rate my write-up too. Thanks! :D

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  12. I haven't been here in a really long time. How are you doing?

    hmm...you write poetry too? Not bad, yeah. :) You manage to bring in your sense in humour into your poems to huh! Poor Eclipse must be scared of you. :D

    All the best, Deepak.

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  13. @D.Nambiar huh so u re alive ?
    Glad to see you back dee :)
    hehe i can kill poems too :P

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  14. Damn, that was beautiful.. why did you end it? Write a goddamn sequel to this.. :( By the way one of the purest love based write-ups i have read in recent times

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