Tuesday, 27 November 2007

Early Morning Ramblings...









A collage of emotions,

How would that sound?
Early morn, just out of bed,
Strewing a dream together,
Parchments frayed in the slumber,
Threads missing, shady hues,
I try hard to collect them all,
And string them together,
A single frame, a single collage!

But I fail, miserably so,
To place myself in the maze,
Lost am I, in this haze?
Or is it, a simple race,
I wish to lose, all way through?
Morning ramblings, I try to tell myself,
Meaningless words, time wasted,
I walk off to make a mug of hot coffee.

Sipping the coffee, steam spreading warmth,
I sit down again, a second try,
To place myself, in my collage.
Yet, everything seems so clueless,
No connections, no sharp edges,
To join them up, no continuity,
And I sit and try, and try, again,
To finally dip away into a new dream,
A new fantasy, a new reality,
And try the same again, a new morn,
A new aim and some new ramblings to follow.

Sunday, 11 November 2007

Virgin Earth










Dreamy clouds of a brilliant white,
Crowding in, ah! a delightful sight.
All above the lush earthen lands,
They line away, a blanket soft,
Tender touches, cooling warmth,
Smoothest cloaks, of love and care!

The earth stood in all her glory,
Beauty of a young bride in view,
She held her green drapes close,
Bejeweled in blossoms so colorful.
With nights basked in ebony black,
A virgin bride, blooming with life!

The many daybreaks she witnessed,
In the long run, a transition stark,
Virginity bequeathed, she languished
Pawed by cruel hands, wounds gawk
Ripping her off existence, losing it all,
Vanishing safety blanket - ozone lost!

Just a moment...









Aloof, alone, he comes,
Striking you hard,
A swift blow,
And, staggering, you fall.

His club, pounds,
Just too hard,
And, you hold back,
In sheer shock.

His firece ruthlessness,
It freezes the pain,
Spell bound, you stay,
Breathing heavy.

His savage attack goes on,
A moment stretching into eternity,
Leaving you hollow, beaten.
And, you remain in a mystic daze.

Then comes the aftermath,
A calm, deafening silence,
And you wake, unscathed, untouched,
Yet never the same, never ever the same.

And he walks on, smiling,
How a single moment can change your life!!!!!!!
 

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