The cruise sailed slow
the water became turbulent
the entertainment dragged along
there being a panic all around
the passengers feeling the fear
got hold of each other in frenzy
the water ebbed over
with the cruise being tossed all over
hoping the tide to settle down
the captain went all around
knitting his eyebrows
rubbing his hands in confusion
nothing is in our hands you know
half a minute ago it was joy
with a dance and a cocktail drink
now it is sea water causing a havoc
see the tides changing in a second
then why do you go about in such audacity
Ireally could not subscribe
Day: February 3, 2014
A Talk By The Walk
just an empty talk on and on
a veiled talk in the front
an open attack in the back
that be the travel around
as they go up the road
with a strong wind
and come down the will
with the flow against them
these are the craziest people as seen
who talk nothing with sense
these are the crankiest fellows I know
who talk all lies in the upfront
these are the most cantankerous group all around
who make most by talking irreverent things .
Relying on them is but foolish
going by the words is idiocy
taking them up for revenge is derogatory
ignoring them then and there is prudence.
The Organic Stuff
The home-made is simple
being not with a dimple
showing out prosaic and pure
extending all cure
that be the like of a few
preferring everything in blue
not requiring the embellishments
very particular of the ingredients
there they go with a call
that be from their claim tall
getting away from anything artificial
relying on everything natural
interested in things organic
running away from the inorganic
the people few as I said earlier
form a forum to talk about things livelier
a group of people working hard really
instigating a turn away from the ostentation early
signifying a well intended motive behind
know not how fast it would work with a bind.
Long Did I Deliberate?
A thought comes up
might sound little odd
but that keeps me for long
the purpose of living
forces me to deliberate
as I sit alone
watching the birds fly.
What is it I am doing ?
having lived so long
having to live for how many years more?
I really do not know
existing with no kind of plan
involving into nothing great
just working, eating and sleeping
has been my way all thorough
I notice a bird coming near a window
the monotony of life has an effect
that of strain in the routine
breaking would prove a threat
following the course so long
what have I achieved
nothing real or tangible
I have advanced in age
the little bird sits on the window sill
I now look at it for long
slowly realising the truth
loneliness is only a feeling
and the prodding I did all along
have unfolded a deep truth
that of life in all its form
telling me about being born
have to go through the life cycle
that is ordained for one
whether it be for good or bad
making it remarkable or functional
is not in our hands entirely
the will and the wish have to be there
along with the conductivity and conduciveness
which create an environment of meaningful transaction.
the bird in a wink flies into the wilderness
Relinquishing
A feel of happiness
that of not achievement
one out of fulfillment
takes me affront
making me relish
and forcing me to relinquish
the earthly pleasures
indicating me to highly treasure
faith and good will
which would last long till
not foreseeing the world to end
with cheer in a merry-go-round.