THE PARADOX

Dear smile,

Why do you shy so?

Dear tears,

Can you never be easily repressed?

Does smiling through tears

Entertain beauty?

Does bravery through fears

Inculcate strength?

Do thoughts on an empty mind

Muster passion?

Do thankfully forgotten memories

Ever fade?

The soul burns, rips and douses,

A silence assembles its little noises,

The biased preacher and the naïve listener

Reject rationality, reject mankind.

It is a comfort to believe in

One truth,

It is a luxury when they

Believe the same.

And there you stand among

Multitudes and tides

Waiting for that one moment where you

Ought to shine…

It isn’t today, nor is it tomorrow,

Yesterdays are gone, lost to the shadow

Of time and space,

And all that is left is

A numb, biased, improvised fact,

Rebellion,

And you.

03/08/15

SCREAMS FROM WONDERWORLD

A tickle in the stomach

Lets out a strange sound

In a foreign tongue

Queer to normality.

A breath-capturing step

In a green green world

An impossibility of an experience

Lands you in a wonder-world.

Your fall was frightening.

Your fall was everlasting.

Now the cold hard ground

Glares down at you furiously.

With trembling limbs,

And cheeks stained with tears

And a throat dry of screaming,

You stand and turn the world around.

Not good enough. Never good enough.

Too big or too small.

How do you fit through that door.

Why must you fit through that door?

It is a door

And you need some air.

Is there air behind that door?

You peek. It is not

What you were looking for.

Clueless fat men, a hyper-active mouse,

You’re late for tea!

What tea?

This was never meant to be.

Yet, here you are…

Here you are.

In that world you dreamed of…

A wonder-world,

Distant from home,

No Oz, just your wits,

Do you really wish to get back home?

Stand tall, my friend.

Time stretches, but it won’t be long.

Another door awaits.

Train your heart to be strong.

14/07/15

Escapallure

Catterpillars in the night

A creak and a creep by the leaf

Bending and shimmering by the breeze now full

For that striding pompous chief

A trickle of sweat by the brain

A lustful raindrop by the lip

A dried out trace of a tear on the cheek

A steely determined grip.

We trip together and laugh

We slip together by the dew

The stars twinkle and skies light up

Red and orange and bright blue

Tired eyes watch on

The world begins once more

No walls, no ceiling and no marble floor

It’s time…

Push past that broken door.

12/07/15

Movements of the Shadow Realm

Waiting in the shadows

A young man, a young woman,

A mother, a brother

A child, an elder,

Counting down

Three, two, one!

Stepping out

Marching loud

Two, three, four,

A million follow,

Banners out,

Silent screams:

“Hear me!

Hear me now!”

And it rains

The thunder bursts

And the poison enters the veins,

Tears, blood-shot eyes...

Still they struggle

They stand, they hurt,

The pain, it bleeds,

Bleeds and burns,

And another declaration,

Ushers forth the nation

The vacuum, it sucks,

Leaves no air,

None for the wordless voice,

No air for life...

Once more they wait,

By the shadows they lie,

Some fear and run,

Tied down for life.

Now cowards too wait,

With those who weep

Cry out in pain

Count down again.

Truth, silenced, one-sided,

And bleeding hearts chided:

Three, two, one, move,

Till every word proves true!

06/03/15

Whisper Unspoken...

If only I had the power to cause a permanent

Change in the way every one is treated.

If only I could be more than just a silent whisper,

More than just a blot of ink upon a page.

If only there were worlds bowing down to my words

Understanding their wrongs and bringing about

That change that would wipe a million tears,

Cause the wind to blow with the sighs of relief

And tremble in the explosion of world-wide cheers.

If only...

But, I am just a silent whisper,

A single scratch of ink on paper,

A helpless observer in a mighty plot,

A mere puppet with many-a-puppeteer,

A ragdoll in the corner, collecting dust...

Yet!

Yet I hold onto that melting candle-wax,

That single flickering flame of hope,

Like a twinkling star shut away in the dark,

A lengthy legend of a tale untold,

A voice unheard in the multitude of roars.

26/01/15

Present-Past...

A breath in the oblivion, a space in time,

A crumpled paper, a lost rhyme,

A shard of glass, a blade of grass,

A song unsung, an emotional crass,

A watchful whisper through the night,

A dancing shadow, the tides of plight,

A searching hand, a comforting grasp,

A summer tree, a humming wasp,

A body of warmth, a heart of love,

Spirit of the night, song of the dove,

A second on the clock, a print in history,

A prayer to science, fact and mystery,

A relieving sigh, a smiling mile,

A broken crust of a crumbling while,

A dreaded hurdle, the instinctual leap,

A pulsing vein, a world to reap,

An impossibility, a living soul,

A heightened crater, an empty whole,

A mystic rhythm of an ancient lore,

A survivor, a fighter and some more...

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I can see the flame burning in your eyes

I’ve watched them watching you

I’ve noticed them wary, I’ve seen the need

You can look away. I let you go.

Go find what you seek and don’t look back

For when those eyes glimpse me

It burns, I break, I’m lost, I’m gone

I’m not what you’re looking for.

I see you seeking a distant cloud

Upon a distant land, a land forbidden

Go ahead, don’t look back now,

Please, just leave, and let me heal.

There’s nothing that’s left any longer

No further depth to fall

A slip and it’ll all be gone

Nothing left to be mourned.

I may fade into non-existence

I may just lay there still

Or I may, impossibly may,

Find the will to climb again

Find that will again to try

Find that determined foothold and leap

Into the untouched sky

I may fly...

Truly, may I?

The Hidden Message

They say that ads are needed

To show you all things new

Promote and sell those objects

In any store near you!

We see them round every corner

We pass them on every street

In TV commercials and papers,

Even recite them in our sleep!

We learn through them of things

That we didn’t know before,

Like you need to have whiter skin

For careers, love life and more?

We learn that to be thought beautiful

We must look so much younger

Wrinkles and pimples aren’t natural

And, with every soap, get a free daughter!

And God forbid every perfume

Must be sprayed for a sexual partner

And that drinking flavoured milk

Will make you taller, stronger, sharper?

And if objects don’t sell, (oh dear!)

We strip some stars for sale so lusty

Excite those unchecked hormones

To buy six-packs and chests busty!

There’s nothing to deny these images

Terrible money-hungry advertisers spread

No lesson learnt from those million cases

That cigarettes bring up the dead!

Capitalists, opportunists, commercial tyrants,

Never stop, never care, never think,

Money is power, power is life,

Rich lives for a few, all the rest may sink.

Yet once in every blue moon

There’s one commercial that will shine

A pair of squirrels, a message of love,

And, like comets, vanish, flashing through time.