Down, then up I go
Hands full in
The great elevator.
I've painted many
Colours on the
Canvas of life,
But tears flow down
My heart cut with a knife.
The bottle is empty
And now it has broken
And to the truth of loving
I have awoken.
The men trample on
Their women in need,
When all they do is
The children feed.
I balance these wonders,
Heal the bruises in my heart
As this elevator of life
Goes up and down.
Sunday, 29 September 2019
Elevator of life
Elevator of life
Down, then up I go
Hands full in
The great elevator.
I've painted many
Colours on the
Canvas of life,
But tears flow down
My heart cut with a knife.
The bottle is empty
And now it has broken
And to the truth of loving
I have awoken.
The men trample on
Their women in need,
When all they do is
The children feed.
I balance these wonders,
Heal the bruises in my heart
As this elevator of life
Goes up and down.
Saturday, 28 September 2019
The old woman off her path
The ugly woman who no one sees
Turned her head today and smiled at me;
She is no ragpicker, she talks to herself
And sits by the temple and rings the bell;
From where she gets her meals I don't know,
But yesterday at night by the zooming cars she snored;
I spoke to my tootie flootie friend about
Her yesterday, and he seemed to sound
A little in despair over my unending interest
In this old woman who talks
To none but herself and god.
I wish she'd open up her voice to me,
For I know even she has a story and a destiny.
So I told my friend "God I don't know,
Why I chose you over her to give me company so;
It goes such that I witness her going about her day,
But I sit over a beer and hear what you have to say."
I don't know why my friend thinks I'm off my rocker today,
Or may be he doesn't and is just showing his care.
But as it rained hard tonight after my beer date,
My thoughts went to the old woman friend by the bend.
Angry deity
How have I angered the mighty deity
That in your hand you hold more ghee
And in my hand I simply hold
A morselful of that delicious prasadam.
Oh deity, I have no faith in you
But you may have existed
Some time and are no more new.
I believe in things more contemporary,
So deity don't be so angry with me.
You are a God but so are we,
Why don't you bestow on me this prophecy?
Friday, 27 September 2019
Lazy
Lazy lazy everywhere
That makes you dazy
And with no care;
You go about your hazy
Thoughts because you are lazy
You have no doubt.
Most say this is
No way of being
But you know what
I'm only seeing
In my mind's eye
If I can work
Things through because I
Never want to misconstrue.
But is this no way
Of really living,
To think of forgiving
And only giving.
I urge you my
Not so lazy friends
To tell me why
So lazy I became.
Thursday, 26 September 2019
Tomorrow
I believe that tomorrow I will soar
And hear calls around with a lion's roar,
Tomorrow I believe that all will be well
And many heroes will in my life swell;
I believe tomorrow I will be kinder still,
Tomorrow I will hold all at my will,
Today I do just that but well
You dont see me so you cant tell.
Today you may think that I am stuck,
But I prepare for tomorrow as I sit duck.
I've paved the way because tomorrow I believe,
Will be the best day as today is despite the perceive,
Because today I have conceived my tomorrow,
I know I'm happy today and abandoned sorrow,
So I beg you, urge you that just believe,
Tomorrow will be the best as I just did.
Tuesday, 17 September 2019
Inertia
The many mazes I must traverse
In circumstances most adverse,
This inertia that has caught me so deep
Causes me to only sleep.
As little by little the river gushes,
I must little by little ignore the mushes
And push against the tide and more
So I can reach the other shore.
Little by little I will find the outlet
And release myself from this maze unless
You had caught me then I would never know
How this inertia has caught me so.
Monday, 16 September 2019
Dark and deep and black
I look inside a vacant hole
That's dark and deep and black
It reminds me of the strength that leaves
And all that I may lack.
I'm continually reminded of drawbacks:
It's dark and deep and black;
You may think that the strength leaves
But all that fortifies I stack.
Time may be precious and I have little left
Cause it's dark and deep and black;
I didn't mean to hurt you, I meant the wishes;
Can't you see it's dark and deep and black.
Saturday, 14 September 2019
When what we do we doesn't
I don't know if I'm qualified to say
What you might and what i may.
I don't know wherefore you go
And what you do, but success is not far
That at least you must know.
I'm grappling with troubles but
Enough of all that, what troubles
Beset you, and what you do doesn't:
That's a fact. I within burnst
More and pain, what is it I can do
Some one said you were playing so
I fell into a trap and now talk we mustn't,
What can we do, when what we do we doesn't.
Thursday, 5 September 2019
Monday, 2 September 2019
For you
I love him so,
But he doesnt answer
My calls anymore.
I wish he'd just understand
That all I want is
For him to love me back.
I may have slighted him,
I may have hit back,
I wish and only wish
He calls me back,
He loves me back.
Sunday, 1 September 2019
Love never dies
What is the nature of love
If I may ask?
It never dies
It always lasts,
It transforms:
Becomes better,
Sometimes worse,
But love is way more than
Eyeing a tiny purse;
Love never dies,
But it's for us to see,
If its flames we kindle,
Or set free;
Love places us
In such quandaries,
But its here to last
Since the distant past.
So my friend
I've now set you free
So you may fly.
My love for you
Will never die.