Walking on the road endlessly
Measuring its pleasures
Your eyes grow voyeuristic,
Seeing and glancing over everything;
A bus on its way
Reaching its desired destination,
A dog barking, sellers yelling, sun shining,
A child crying, his eyes watering…
Water in the ocean-plentiful
Sky- a limitless view of infinite hues
Thoughts- so pensive and intense
Emotion changes like shades of the sun
Time so rapidly moves, it sways
The seasons- such a constant cycle.
Words like me are so mortal!
I is constantly stuck in quagmire-
Unmoving, failing and regressing.
Crisp biscuit in warm coffee
Softening with time, loosing
Spirits, hardness and making.
Leaves of the trees, once rich,
Fresh and new becomes dead and dry.
A rock at the foot
Has no story to tell
But silent waters running deep
Tells tales untold.
A book is once written
Once read and once forgotten.
I have no center to hold,
It will crack and when it does
I will sink
There is no time to wait,
It flees like sand in hand.
The jewels of the night sky
Have begun to fade,
Clouds have begun to appear.
Again
Caught and trapped,
Seized in these pensive moments
I have locked the self.
I don’t know where I exist
In this fleeting time
The becoming has became
And don’t know of what will become.
From life to death... i like it :)
ReplyDeletei love how the poem graduates with each succeeding line..
ReplyDeletebuilds a momentum... n gradually fades away ..portraying uncertainty in all that exists..
Out n out.. i love it :)
Now this is off track... but i'd like to see the lighter side of u in ur poem sumbody..
Sans melancholy :D
thank you... read http://sillhoutes.blogspot.in/2012_03_01_archive.html for my lighter side...lil funny...
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