Month: June 2011
Confusion
A lonely summer afternoon
The scorching heat
Caracoling the dreams of a beggar
Who lay deep in slumber
I continue along the path
To embrace moments
Woebegone moments?
Yet there is a smile on my lips
Fighting the tears that threaten
To carnage it at any moment
As I approach a world waiting to be painted
What is it that I covet for?
Bygone grey moments
Or woebegone moments still in womb.
I am confused.
To Billy who is no more
Amid the bleat of goats
Billy is taken to the slaughter house
One huge blow
And lo! Billy is no more
The sharpened knife
Finds the right spot
Just a knock
And the bones and ribs
That once kept Billy together
Easily fall apart
And as the sliding knife
Paves its way through
Billy is turned into pieces.
Isn’t it so simple, so easy
To quieten and bring to end
A God’s creation?
Has it every happened to you?
That you saw a vision of a rising sky
Smelt the fragrance of eternity
Heard a deep voice within you
Asking you to rise above
And taste the blisfullness of being alive
Has it ever happened to you?
Words!
Imprisoned words
Tries to break free
The lump in the throat stops them
You cannot escape, my friends
The outcome will be too much to bear
The mind hurries after them
No, don’t let yourselves loose
The outcome will be disastrous
The words look around
Catching everyone’s pleading eyes
Suddenly, the heart speaks
Release them, let them free
Happiness writ large on their faces
The words run to freedom
In minutes, they are out as confessions
The heart looks on
Their freedom has done nothing
To reduce its agonizing pain
Smiling sadly, it slowly walks
Into the prison of uncertainity.