Crumbling degenerate pillars
covered with velvety moss
Like a weathered carpet
in a a dark world
Unstable!
Echoes in darkness
play hide and go seek
Voices unseen of things
yet to come
Or,
Are they gone...?
Creatures grotesque
Formless yet solid
Creep out
of their murky holes
A ray of light
pierces through...
They scurry back
Bulky, bumbling bodies
in ungraceful stance
Flashes!
In vengeance
Slap through the dark veneer
of dingy decay
Further collapse....
An absurdly collapsed existence
Dreary signs, dreary dilemmas
in cluttered harmony
of a once grand empire
Frame the future
of non-existence
Or inexistence?
Vision Oh! Dreadful-
OvEr.........
Time
its dragging by
like ball and chain
manacled on a prisoner's feet.
Rustling papers, whirring fans and
unsure gazes fill the silence
in lazy form.
Ah! A happy crow sings an off-key melody
Phew! Life exists!
Still, stillness pierces through
No matter how peaceful
body starts its complaints
All kinds of
cramps, cricks and knots
march relentlessly into the body
like soldiers ready to fell
a mammoth enemy
So, is rest, relaxation, peace and
all the hoopla a hoax then?
If only
a true emotion
was allowed
to burst free in this void
with wild abandon
Sadly, its not to be
Sit tight, gaze steady and
'Duty', be honored!
This stillness, unwelcome
But to be endured still
will endure....
must!
This was written when I had Xmas exam supervision. When i was a student, I used to think that the exam supervisors are really lucky, that they didnt have to write or undergo the pain of writing the exam. Wrong! Its a torture to be an exam supervisor. For three hours, which stretches like 3 years, I (not just me, other teachers also) have to stand there-doing nothing but stare at the exam fevered students. One thing we can do, is study the expressions of the students. Its semi- interesting. This poem reflects what went through my mind when i was in one such exam duty.
Journey with an unknown destination
Propels me, moves me-onward.
At times, I feel the rose petals under my feet
At times, craggy rocks tear my soles
Gushing water threatens to trip me
lush green grass-a soothing balm
I feel the light grainy sand
They comfort me with their coarse tenderness
I stop......look back.....How much did i travel?
Years have passed.
How many more to come?
Who knows?
I plant my feet forward......Steady and sure.
I walk again
Will i look back after a while?
Will i stand on smarting gravel or on sunny meadows?
Only time will tell
So, onward I march, forward i journey!
I'll go straight into my addictions
2. T.V.- Now what kind of a girl friend would i be if i neglected my boyfriend Stevie(T.V.), hmm? He takes me around the world, lets me listen and see all kinds of exceptional, breathtaking visions without me having to move a muscle. And the best part, no need for me to fawn all over him, no need to reassure him he's the alpha male and...........wait for it....................... he doesn't talk back. Yay!
3. Music & books- I clubbed these two because i use these 2 almost, always together. Whenever i read books, I'll put some music on. It kinda gives me the background music for the book that i'm reading. Lets face it-entertainment with educational value! I didn't improve my language by studying prescribed books all the time. For that, I'll have to thank all the fiction i have encountered, trashy and otherwise. Music! now, it gets me rocking. I have music for every mood. In fact, I have a music addiction of sorts. Definitely cannot live without these two. Absolutely crazy bout these two!!
I tag Chinny & Mili . Sorry, don't know many bloggers... Its an open field.
Reclining on the cane chair
in the veranda,
The feeble canes collectively hold me in their comforting grasp
Legs propped on the cool black granite pillar
Evening slowly creeps in
An insignificant drizzle working anxiously
to pour into a full blown torrent
Lying on my legs is my little munchkin,
my adorable nephew
murmuring incoherent nothings
singing songs of his making
He in his world,
I in mine.
Three,no-four mosquitoes buzz around us
with their evening performances.
I don't hear my munchkin's prattle anymore
I see him looking at the blue-gray sky.
I too see the same.
Vista so serene
beheld by two gazes.
But perspectives differ
One of childish wonder
Other of calm appreciation
But one thing's for sure
Both drank the beauty
of the twilight sky
together, with no pestering thoughts to disturb us.
A few seconds more...
My munchkin went back to his little games on my lap
Oblivious of his surroundings
Those shared moments forgotten
Though these moments
I have marked in my mind
To reminisce and smile about for later
On days yet to come
Ah! Heart wrenching it is
See these faces!
But helpless am I
It pains me that I cannot relieve their pain
Their faces! So many!
Some with tears rolling down their cheeks
Non-stop...
Some others look forlornly
An escape to materialize
Some lost in this unknown
tears dried
like silver streaks of lightning
pasted on cheeks
Still, there are some
the bold, the brave
They fought valiantly
unloading all their might
Their voices, a battle cry
Fierce and full of demand
They WILL fight till they fall
"Why?" Their faces questioned
"Why subject us to this cruelty?
What is our crime?
Why are we punished like this?"
Little do they know
this is everyone's fate.
Endure this they must
Part of life, a phase
And so starts the first day of school for these Tiny Tots
Nursery, a circus
of life, of tomorrow's blossoming buds
Lament clogged classes
With them, the tots
Torn from their spaces
Thrust into the unknown
A prerogative thrust upon them
New paths of unsure knowledge
Theirs to conquer!!!
Not the best. Wrote this one quickly & that too at the request of my sister. This actually happened. This was what she saw when she accompanied her son for his first day of school. She looked around and saw children at various stages of crying, wailing, thrashing on the ground, and so it goes on. My nephew was not one to hold back. He was one of the valiant ones who 'fought boldly" till the last moment. We send them to school for their own good, I know. This poem is dedicated to him, my adorable 'kuttappi', as I call him.
Elements vying for my company
With fervor, Aeolus clasp my being
An embrace snatched by Terra
Here and there a kiss
Courtesy of a nippy drizzle
O! Midnight! Ever so lovingly you cloak me
With your dusky blue blanket
I ride this verdant carpet
Mine for the taking
Sat on my sturdy steed did I
When a light glow caught my eye
Luna! My sister!
Ride you beside me?
Her answer?
Only a smile
A vision
Mysterious, yet surely artless.
La Luna, sisters we are
We ride together
To paths unknown
No winner, no loser!
You in the skies
And me on land.
Freedom stretches before us
No impairment
No schedule
No, nothing to stop us
Time unravels itself before us
Unseen, unknown
Boundless eternity
At our hand
To race unlimited
No thoughts about the next hour
Just now, just this
Head to head we go
None gaining in speed
Wait! Did I just overtake?
Or was it my imagination?
“Your imagination!” she playfully said.
Enchanting was her presence
Transcendental beauty, so enthralling
Sisters we are
Sisters we always will be
Her aura a surety
Our bond impenetrable
Neither man, nor god can
Break this unity
We ride
She on my side
And I on hers
We ride!
Beyond is our destination
Our resolve, unbreakable!
