If words could suffice,epics would have been constructed
but they wouldn't ,so, they are not
so sense this,once and for all,the ultimate truth
I AM
Look for me,in you
search for me,inside your soul
Find me residing in your heart
I AM
Period.
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Couldn’t Find Out
till a long time
had passed
couldn’t find anything
both sides of the road
were the same
everything was the same
the shops the restaurants
the railway bridge
the buildings
I sat down on the ground
on the dusty stone footpath
and wondered
where on earth did I live
where was my home
until my friend tapped me
on the shoulder
and pointed there
across the main road
you take that street
he said
then everything
came back into place
I recognized everything
often later I wondered
where did the world go
for those few moments
and my friend behaving
as though
nothing was amiss
and all he had to do
was point and say
there
and the world came back
and I could go home.
had passed
couldn’t find anything
both sides of the road
were the same
everything was the same
the shops the restaurants
the railway bridge
the buildings
I sat down on the ground
on the dusty stone footpath
and wondered
where on earth did I live
where was my home
until my friend tapped me
on the shoulder
and pointed there
across the main road
you take that street
he said
then everything
came back into place
I recognized everything
often later I wondered
where did the world go
for those few moments
and my friend behaving
as though
nothing was amiss
and all he had to do
was point and say
there
and the world came back
and I could go home.
growing,amongst walls
she flowered into a woman
lying secretly naked behind gardened walls
as the moon hovered in
corners of the sky
with the shyest gaze
today she kicks around in her abode
little siblings of yesterdays,
lost in her heart
the memory of being alive
for death kissed her so slightly
she danced into its arms
lying secretly naked behind gardened walls
as the moon hovered in
corners of the sky
with the shyest gaze
today she kicks around in her abode
little siblings of yesterdays,
lost in her heart
the memory of being alive
for death kissed her so slightly
she danced into its arms
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Fair
The only losses in the rains
are snails curled
waiting for death
which is running late
from all the slippage.
are snails curled
waiting for death
which is running late
from all the slippage.
Fever Tree
ablaze
brown breaking leaves
birds
not mine
burn the blue sky
who cares
for the grey buildings
almost gone
from my window
disengaged
hanging from
my mind
unable to speak.
brown breaking leaves
birds
not mine
burn the blue sky
who cares
for the grey buildings
almost gone
from my window
disengaged
hanging from
my mind
unable to speak.
Illusions of Cal-de-sac
Head bowed down,eyes misty
all lanes closing down on me
is there any hope for resurrection?
The answer is given,it is sought
That thou art,That thou art
I have faith
all lanes closing down on me
is there any hope for resurrection?
The answer is given,it is sought
That thou art,That thou art
I have faith
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Trying To Take
the greyness
out of the water
till it is colourless
at the end of land
where it merges with the sky that is grey
trying to take the greyness out of the sky
I travel in
a city of grey
waiting
like a photograph
that is probably not there.
out of the water
till it is colourless
at the end of land
where it merges with the sky that is grey
trying to take the greyness out of the sky
I travel in
a city of grey
waiting
like a photograph
that is probably not there.
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