Shiny Glass Crystals

Yes they sparkle

Oblivion.

Through the maze of endless twists, she walked.

Unknown to the trees, to the wind, to the sky.

She glided over the sands like the ghost of a lost thought.

She is quiet now, quiet as the starry night.

But once she had laughed. When the oceans still had their waves.

When the clouds still broke into rain.

When the flowers still held their fragrance.

But she is quiet now, quiet as the starry night.

Her eyes were arid. Her feet bled.

But she walked on barefoot through the thorns of a once flower laden path.

She didn’t care about the end. She didn’t care about the means.

What mattered were the steps

That her small feet took

Haltingly, tortuously

Leading into

Oblivion.

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23 Responses

  1. Anusha says:

    Swati Nair has been awarded the ‘Best Writer in the World’ award 🙂

  2. Asha says:

    Its beautiful:)

  3. Asha says:

    very beautifully put:)

  4. Bivin says:

    like like:)

  5. Srini says:

    Written after a while, eh? Exquisite as ever! Loved the images, the languid grace of the narrative – tempted to compare it with lazy elegance of different sorts – and of course the emotion which is at the heart of much that is soulful and evocative, I surmise!

    Good one, enjoyed reading it 🙂

  6. joaquin says:

    wow. so dark, but so beautiful. the third line, particularly, make me stop & catch my breath.

    i think you nailed something, too. at least it reverbrates with me – that what matters is the steps. so much we can’t control – for better or for worse – but the steps – we can take steps. sometimes maybe just because we can. anyway – amazing.

  7. monkeystunts says:

    iLikes – the word oblivion, and anything associated with it… such a good meaning and sound 🙂

  8. Nice digs! I’m blogrolling this so I won’t lose track of you again. 😉

  9. Priyanka says:

    That’s so beautifully written. Expect no less from you. 🙂 ❤ Love

  10. Loved the imagery, simple, yet not dairy freeze. If only I could be the escapist, I just procrastinate about it. 😄

    And as someone pointed out, the third line stirred something. 🙂

    On a completely tangential note, never been in a starry night; but I think I’ll find them more festive than silent. But then maybe for me they both mean pretty much the same.

  11. swatinair says:

    As I came to realize later, yes. :\

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