Sunday, July 14, 2024

Another dream



Timeless sky

And a lonely me


A scorching sun

In sands of a desert


Endless sea

The waves hovering


But if for company

A star, an oasis, a ship 


A dream true 

It shall be 




ORIGINAL--     When it seems and not


 Melting in the timeless sky 

horizon lonely and shy

Saw nothing

but the leaves fallen dry 


Walking in the scorching sun

passing through the desert land

Saw nothing 

but only the glistening sand


Wading through the water

sinking in the endless sea

Saw nothing

but the waves hovering in glee


Then hopes sprung

of what is seen

and what it seems

And the heart sung


An oasis in the desert

A ship in the sea

A star in the sky

As dreams can be



But certainty a darn thing

when doubts start creeping in

Was that all of dreams

lasting just long as it seems


The star a jinxed one

The oasis an illusion

The ship a shark

Still thoughts in confusion.....

                                                               



Written for Friday, July 12, 2024

Friday Writings #135: Less is More





Monday, June 24, 2024

Friday, June 14, 2024

The I that I think I am 

are my intentions 

The I that you  think I am 

are my reactions

And when I realise

all about this

I AM  lost

Thursday, May 30, 2024

 


A wise man once said

" I am not what I think I am , I am not what you think I am, I am what I think you think I am. "

Saturday, April 20, 2024

The pause



April you scorch me 

My throat dries up 

Sitting in ac at 17

I still sweat

I think the gas is leaking 

I blame the plumber

The electrician 

The annual maintenence a waste

A pedestal fan directed towards me 

And my colleague who is also 48 

We both blaming everything we 

Can lay eyes on 

Something like a fever yes I agreed 

The others - yeah it's hot 

Getting hotter every year  

Being said every now and then 

But they do look cooler than us 

I call my aunt with doubts 

Yeah dear she says the climacteric often 

causes such havoc , 

Oh this is midlife crisis 

The next day I conveyed the same to my

dear colleague who always concurs to my views 

Haven't we been blaming poor April 

And every other possible 

While the fault lies in our timeline 

We decide upon the making 

Asparagus racemosus supplements 

Into our diet

hope it helps 



Written forFriday Writings #123: April