Water and Wind; and an Un- Grained Me

Picking up the shells from the beach of the sea,
I noticed there was one that was just so green..
I picked it up and noticed the others-
How they floated away with the flow of the water.

Sand grains pricked my eyes as I stood in the storm;
The air floated deporting all that was left loose.
All around it was dusty and pale-
As if the weather was mourning within a veil!

The water cleanses everything that it touches,
Taking the mud and dirt away-
It makes her look so desirable,
When the fine droplets shine on her face!

Children draw lines on the earth while they play,
Building sand castles all around.
Trotting around in joy with sand fill buckets,
Their laughter could be heard miles away.

The water smoothens the stones that it floats on-
Shining everything, brightening them up!
They appear so bigger and yet at a distance..
Never touching you when you stretch your hand!!

The very next objects appear to be far far away-
The particles pronounce the miles in between..
The “fragments” grain themselves into your being;
As you are left to fight out even to try and see..

Notice how wind and water changes the sand..
How they tame the dust to become so lame!
The desert is where the sand rules-
Otherwise all it becomes is dirt in vain!!

I am the sand and exist in my world,
They dare not come to stay here in my domain.
For its miles of spread of dust alone-
And I hover with the wind that blows all around!

I need some water that washes me away..
Purify me; and make my particles condense.
So I gather all my specks; the one’s up in the air,
Collecting them all so I become a “one”-

Complete the whole of “Me” in one place.


Afternote– As I finished writing this, I felt like some sand grains crushed in my mouth..

45 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Sumit Sarkar
    Dec 23, 2010 @ 03:23:13

    Wonderful imagination..
    This is an amazing write 🙂


  2. Heart
    Oct 16, 2010 @ 22:06:26

    Olivia, thanks for your blog action on water! Awesome poem and like Jingle said, the last few lines and “Purify me…” Great! It is amusing that you come up with such poetry in spite of living in a concrete jungle like Gurgaon 🙂
    That speaks of your imaginations! 😉


    • Olivia
      Oct 16, 2010 @ 22:38:43

      Thanks Rachana.. I love you Dear… mwaaaah
      I write my mind here.. my experiences and my desires.. where I stay is countryside- so is quite serene.. 😀 Palam Vihar!!

      Take care sweetheart.. 😀 xox


  3. Leo (Leonnyes)
    Oct 16, 2010 @ 15:29:32

    Dono about the tip, but the toe was fantastic 😉 that last picture! wowie.. I loved the various images of beach u put in ur words Olly! super!

    Nice poem for the potluck. Mine is here: Morning Mist. Do visit if you can 🙂 and the one for the upcoming potluck is also posted 🙂


    • Olivia
      Oct 16, 2010 @ 15:51:11

      All of a sudden my Comment box is super stuffed with 😀 🙂 😉
      I am loving every bit of it- 😀
      Thankyou for your words here- this one was again My Desire to become a Whole and compete.. 🙂


  4. Jamie Dedes
    Oct 14, 2010 @ 09:28:17

    Olivia, beautiful from tip to toe. Illustrations. The waterfall flow of the arragement. The way the poem is written and reads. Just lovely. Expert use of elements to make a point.


  5. ana
    Oct 14, 2010 @ 09:01:36

    So much emotion! It made me really sad – the plea to be made whole.


  6. Sina Saberi
    Oct 14, 2010 @ 04:23:18

    Olivia, this poem is a very sweet and thrilling journey to me; it’s like a piece of life; full of many colors 🙂

    great job!


  7. diabolik181
    Oct 14, 2010 @ 02:41:38

    The mourning weather and water that cleanses gives such a feeling of forthcoming brightness and resolution. Very nicely done – I think you captured a difficult human moment by your observation of nature.


    • Olivia
      Oct 14, 2010 @ 11:41:39

      Human moment is definitely related to me, the nature elements were to be connected to make it sound what it does now.
      Thanks a bunch- I have a couple of resolutions in place and brightness- I am glad it reflects that too 😀
      Appreciated your stopping by Diabolik xox


  8. Someone Is Special
    Oct 13, 2010 @ 10:58:39

    This is a wonderful poem dear.. I loved the concept and the images in it..

    –Someone Is Special–


  9. Scent of my heart
    Oct 13, 2010 @ 10:45:13

    Well put! I like the most “I am the sand and exist in my world … And I hover with the wind that blows all around” …


  10. A.B. Thomas
    Oct 13, 2010 @ 07:18:30

    A great read – somewhat dark yet with beams of potential, thanks!


  11. Eaton Bennett
    Oct 13, 2010 @ 06:56:09

    I like how you became the particles of sand and needed the water to clean you…very interesting. I could feel the sand as well. :))


  12. Marlee-I Mystic
    Oct 13, 2010 @ 01:31:23

    Complex visuals always entice me. Great job!


    • Olivia
      Oct 13, 2010 @ 12:55:32

      LOLsss.. this Blog- site is full of those.. Both images and words..!! Dig In- to lose yourself to mystically enticing real Life situations.. Thanks for your visit here.. xox


  13. Caribbean Fool
    Oct 12, 2010 @ 22:30:29

    Fantastic entry, very descriptive & emotional. Always enjoyable to read your entries, I love your honesty when it comes to dealing with the personal parts of life; very interesting. Thanks for posting it!



    • Olivia
      Oct 13, 2010 @ 12:54:14

      Crb Sweetheart, I guess it’s the readers and fellow bloggers like you who have made it worth writing.. 😀
      No matter what, you always read the essence deep thereunder- I can’t Thank you enough for making so much efforts to read Me..
      Always- Love you Loads- xoxox


  14. gospelwriter
    Oct 12, 2010 @ 21:07:50

    This is a beautiful poem. I found the first image a bit disturbing, but perfect for the context – we try so hard to fit ourselves into the mould of the world’s expectations – and the final image so satisfying. Love, love, love the final stanza!


    • Olivia
      Oct 13, 2010 @ 12:42:20

      The 1st one was to show how I was broken into sand.
      The 2nd one to show how those broken sand particles now give shape to the different people who have affected me more negatively than positively.
      I am compiling my Biography. It amazes me so much that I am writing about people instead of my ownself. It’s them who had crowded my existence, thinning my existence. Amazingly though- I have survived.. Once all these shapes are complete as in the 2nd image- I’ll become a complete Me.. The transverse of the 1st image..!!
      Thankyou so much for reading this as close.. xoxox


  15. Uncle Tree
    Oct 12, 2010 @ 17:47:05

    Those are two cool time pieces, Olivia.
    You are the rock of ages
    free of rough edges.
    So smooth…


    • Olivia
      Oct 12, 2010 @ 17:59:12

      OMG, Thanks.. Your words make me glitter all over- like my other site images.. I am smiling like a fool right now.. Thanks for stopping by.. Will comeover to yours too soon.. Happy Potluck- xoxox


  16. Luke Prater
    Oct 12, 2010 @ 16:23:59

    Enjoyed, Olivia. Your stanzas wend their way downwards quite beautifully…

    Warmest Salad

    Luke x


  17. Talon
    Oct 12, 2010 @ 07:33:10

    Becoming one and so beautifully interwoven with your words! Beautiful!


  18. thoughtsnotlost
    Oct 11, 2010 @ 21:11:03

    The images from this poem are so amazing, I enjoyed reading it!


    • Olivia
      Oct 13, 2010 @ 12:39:50

      Thanks a bunch for appreciating it.. Those images were used intentionally to depict the meaning- 1st disintegrating, then forming up.. xoxox


  19. sillyfrogsusan
    Oct 11, 2010 @ 20:09:14

    Olivia, thy name is POET…amazing images.


  20. Jingle
    Oct 11, 2010 @ 17:27:11

    thanks for linking,
    your entry is super sweet and cool…
    have fun today!



  21. Shashi
    Oct 11, 2010 @ 12:27:53

    Very powerful and imaginative… thanks for sharing..

    जय दुर्गा जी, जय काली माँ
    Jai Durga ji, Jai Kali Ma
    Twitter: @VerseEveryDay
    Blog: http://shadowdancingwithmind.blogspot.com/


  22. buttercup600
    Oct 11, 2010 @ 10:39:41

    Amazing just how talented you are Olivia, I loved the structure of this…the words “I am the sand and exist in my world” speaks to me in more way than one!! Laughed about the sand grains crushed in your mouth…an outstanding well crafted poem for Potluck my darling:) 🙂 xxxx


    • Olivia
      Oct 11, 2010 @ 11:20:56

      Thanks Mandies Darling.. you jumping to comment at my Site makes me boast up with pride.. 🙂
      You are always so encouraging and full of beautiful words for me.. 😀 xoxox


  23. Jingle
    Oct 11, 2010 @ 06:20:00

    I need some water that washes me away..
    Purify me; and make my particles condense.
    So I gather all my specks; the one’s up in the air,
    Collecting them all so I become a “one”-

    fabulous poem,
    love the imagery in your words and in the picture…
    way to go….

    your poetry is deliciously beautiful!


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