creeping softly like echoes
of forgotten reveries
I cringe inwardly, apprehension grips
as we come to a halt at the signal
beggar girls with babies at their hips
eunuchs draped in sarees come to wheedle.
I peer into the blackness at the wastrel.
Claustrophobic in the car’s cool confines
desperate to whiz past the neon signs
as clamorous hands touch the window pane
I see their starved faces, I hear their whines.
Sadness and remorse I cannot restrain.
On the porch steps do i drowse
Feeling the sting of a slight summer drizzle.
I hear the wind sighing in the trees
Whispering..as if telling me of a premonition..
A summer storm is approaching
Thunder is rolling far off
And memories come flooding back.
Sweet memories,memories of days
Filled with laughter and joy,
Bittersweet memories of the pain of parting.
Is it really safe to trudge down memory lane
See the familiar signs and lamposts flash by
Recall a familiar face,an old friend now gone.
Nothing has changed,but inside me,I am different.
Wondering when i was really alive,every nerve.
There is a tear on my lashes.
This is not nature,this is fate playing vividly
But passing away almost before you realize its gone.
will this never fade from my memory?
Golden enchantments of a ligure’s allure
brightening bosom as chamber overflows
its vast reservoir of dreams, Heart’s contour
shaping quadrivials wreathed with thorny woes
giving monotony an edge, Forging detour
taken by wisdom the pericope bestows
on an unbelievable journey of hope
divine mystical force helps the soul to cope.
Words worth more than a pot of gold
As rustic bards of wisdom unfold
A prismatic arc beckons dreams
Treading chimerical pathways of
A rainbow that delights the eye
Even as life goes on and gets old
A Prelude to shining vagaries
Unfolding on varnished empyrean
Enveloping a boundless cosmos
Entwining generations in
Races and colors of humanity
As children become The Magnum Opus
Of future creation, tomorrow’s optimism
Bound by principles and ethics of souls
Passed on for eternity
Fitting into the mind of the world.
My burdened spirit
Thrown open are floodgates of my bruised heart
Tears blot my vision, take shape on paper
From my pen
Let’s make life phosphorescent,
Hope ignites a blazing trail,
Kindle life’s forgotten scent,
Fight the conflicts that assail,
Fly like the lightsome moonsail,
Man’s luminous spirit shine,
Highest mountain that he scale,
Seventh heaven , illumine.