Just a nought, a cipher, that’s all I am!

The Surface and the Deep

Published by Sanket Rathod under , , , , , , on Saturday, September 08, 2012

I see the surface of sea,
I see knowledge and acceptance.
And yet I sense, underneath,
An enigma that is the ocean.

A sense of understanding,
With clarity and consciousness,
Followed by proper planning,
The future I've thus devised to face.

Always, yet, something there is
That makes me shift my steady gaze
From path that I have readied
Towards an unknown mysterious maze.

I break the calm of surface
And take a plunge into the deeps.
A thought yet in my mind stays,
'I'll have to in time come up to breathe.'


Published by Sanket Rathod under , , , , , , , , , on Sunday, September 02, 2012

I feel a hole inside me,
An emptiness reborn.
Not much unlike a long lost war
That was fated to be won.

I dig and dig within me,
To free this wretched thing
That despite all my best efforts
To die, keeps on denying.

Today I've found you again
And freed you from this shell.
New life I hope for you my friend,
The best of my care as well.



ci•pher (also cy•pher) /ˈsī-fər/ noun
1 a secret way of writing, especially one in which a set of letters or symbols is used to represent others 
2 a code: a message in cipher 
3 (formal, disapproving) a person or thing of no importance. 
4 (BrE) the first letters of sb’s name combined in a design and used to mark things.
— Middle English cifre, from Old French, from Medieval Latin cifra, from Arabic ṣifr, from ṣafira, to be empty, translation of Sanskrit śūnyam.

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