A friend of mine from Delhi, Neha, wrote this poem on running. I met her through a friend, Mahesh, and ran with her once when I was in Delhi. We did not keep in touch mainly because I am extremely bad at keeping in touch with friends. She got my email from my friend and sent me this poem on running and for the first time in my life I am impressed by a poem. Seriously, I am not the arty type but this is good stuff. The only part I don't understand is "listen to music" but I guess I'll start accepting the technology aspect of running sometime soon.
"I want to play the game, again
With my shadow
In the moonlight
And, listen to the music
My feet make
With concrete and grassblades
I want to soak in sweat,
Feel the breeze
At the back of my neck
And, let my mind stretch
Stiffened muscles of my legs
A bit more, just a bit more
I want to take a deep breath
And kill the stitch in my chest
Before it seizes me
And, run conversations
In my head Finished, unfinished
I want to see if
I can push My crackling knee
Up that slope
And, let pain beat pain
As I run with myself
And against me again
I want to enjoy the rhythm
Of my body floating
As if, in and out of reality
And, claim the earth
Beneath my feet
Claim the horizon beckoning me.
