‘More than me’
Take a good look at the sunset sky
Raise your head above the mountainside
Tilt you head back to the right
Now what do you see in sight?
I see…
Waging wars
Raging seas
Striking poor
Rising disease
Yes, I see much more
Than you
More than me, more than you.
Take a sharp view over the docks anew
Out across the waters’ sparkling view
What really lies behind those stars?
What shines behind that light afar?
I sense…
Drying darkness
Exploding skies
Empty goodness
Tears cried dry
Yes, I sense much more
Than you
More than me, more than you
Take your eyes off the garden ground
Try to reel your body round
Round away from rails that bound
Open your ears, what is that sound?
I hear…
A silent cry
A whip of smoke
A red-pool dye
A violent stoke
Yes, I hear much more
Than you.
More than me, more than you
Take your gaze off your ails
Explore off map and break the sails
Break to the unknown with fervid pace
Take a pause, now what do you taste?
I taste…
Ghastly green
Musty blue
Blazing red
Dim, dead dew
Yes, I taste much more
than you
More than me, more than you.
Now take your sights aback from view
Breathe in and open your palms in two
And you will see hands—only hands
with scars so few,
So clench them shut
‘cause there is more than you.
Sophia Chawala
An excellent poem. After her poem “Dad” Sophia has panoramically provoked the four senses of all the “dads”–rather every one–to see, feel, listen and taste what is all around. I will sum up that it conveys me:
Either exist as you are!
Or be as you look.
Mirza
A most beautiful creation after a long time.It reflects amazing sensitivity to everything good and bad happening around and the composer’s heightened awareness about it …expressed in most apt and beautifully selected words. Saadia.
An amazing poem. I have read it few times and every time enjoyed it more than previous time. Its rhythm and flow is like a beautiful soft music you want to hear it again and again—-. My favorite is the last part;
Now take your sights aback from view
Breathe in and open your palms in two
And you will see hands—only hands
with scars so few,
So clench them shut
‘cause there is more than you.”
This poem is about :
`More than me, more than you’
It is a beautiful catch phrase.
Fayyaz
This poem impacted me very deeply.
This young lady has extraordinary literary potentials.
The poem is flowing like stream of emotions.
It is a beautiful blend of pathos, hope and aspiration.
Sophia is a master in creating beauty by contrast.
She is intellectually multi-dimentional and multi-layered.
Look at the following sub headings in the poem:
(a) I see…
(b) I sense…
(c) I hear…
She is not only dealing with internal anguishes, she is expressing external tragedies as well!
Waging wars
Raging seas
Striking poor
Rising disease
Please ask your daughter/granddaughter/niece to read, reflect and enjoy this marvellous poem.
nSalik