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Monday, February 27, 2012

Ah! The morning!!!

Ah! The morning!!!

First ray twinkled through the crevices,
My eyes welcomed the warmth,sleeping tired were my devices,.

Marigolds turned heads,birds chirped up the morning,
Wells sparkled the cold water ,winds whipped the yawning.

Hills rolled till the eyes could see,
Brooms of heaven,swept the land & tree.

Rays streaked while the clouds played hide and seek,
I felt blessed,I felt weak,felt overawed and meek.

For I snared beauty,I sensed the grand design,
Neither far was the sun to touch,neither to dive deep was the blue ravine.

What we learn or own today is not cared for in heavens,
Glory will be given,all to whether beggars or mavens.

Joy was never forever to see,the sun will set one day,
Revel,revel or wait for hours for the new ray.

Sunday, February 26, 2012

Morphed Insanity....

Morphed Insanity....

The eyes blank! a Pitless well staring at the afar light.No longing.Darkness meant nothing.Red spots streaking the lenght of the eyeballs as if everytime they shed tears,a thunderbolt came down,daring them! mocking them!!
No definition,no explaination!To eke out one,it haunts the burdened soul.Justice is now 'Just '-' Ice' on the eternal savage wounds.Leave it!Don`t talk about it.No vivid images as they once came,only flashes!flashes flying too fast to hurt.It might have been another lifetime,another sufferring,only for there was no pain.
Funny!Pain you escape,pain you detest,but little and almost inadvertantly you realize that only choice is to embrace it.More of a poison that needs willful drinking to be cured.My itch is now gone.Vanished!!
To think is to waste.Cease! Where are the boundaries,I feel none.The scope is suddenly on a huge canvass albeit without expectations.Dreams are such a reality now,they hardly stand out and surprise.But you think about me as a pitiful,woebegone,devoid of the pleasures that you set store your life by.I don`t think about you.Neither about anything.I don`t think.
Blank! Cosmic darkness.Just as it all started.With intermittent flashes ofcourse.Time waits,seconds hold their breath.Numbness find a new altar as it starts to rain.Drip!Drop!-Drip!Drop!The cresendo go from the chaos to being subtle and discernable.
Brain does register something,the heart has become illiterate.A speck of light,a clasp of thunder.God`s final act of opera.
The pores all stream open.The elements devour me;they made me, they had me.Fitting! I go cageless.
From one freedom to another.Eyes flicker,shadow does a final dance,muscles and veins cramp in delight.The 'ON' switch at last accepts the changing winds.
"As if..."

Random Musings...