Do I belong here

If not here
where exactly
Reality of life
is ready to hit
the true misfit
perhaps for one
last time
ready to quit
no black suits
no lamp lit
just solitary coffin
that is it

Traps of glittering sand

Hope trapped in
minuscule crystals
translucent image
of what remains

still and will be seen
for teaching a lesson
for generations to come
I was the mason

created quicksand
someone didn’t land
so soft so beautiful
can’t waste such mastery

a sacrifice made
a price was paid
my sweet darling hope
was trapped instead

forever, infinity
no even divinity
could rescue, such
is the genius of its creation

now I roam the earth
mocking with mirth
cursing the birth
of universe and time

unable to cope
such is the effect
everlasting defect
of losing hope

Evening thoughts

intricacy of hue
carries me away
no opinions matter
just your colours cater
for what life is going to be

Cruelty and misfits

the distance between us
is nothing worth mentioning
time in between albeit
is centuries if not more

you live in palaces,
my solace on shore
admire opera and ballet,
I listen folklore

diamond, gold ornaments,
black iron is my core
thousand hearts sacrifice,
none comes to this fore

money never in torn pockets
you have more and more
few steps door to door,
still destinies apart

Superficiality

food and drink
wine and wink
laugh and link
social butterfly
life in sync
wearing woven
pretty hot pink
stilettos long heeled
diamonds and bling
sing and sing
before the last call

Faces

Food and hunger
Calm and danger
Friend, stranger
All we see
Show our pain
moments we lost
Unexpected gain
Some show grace
Pure lust too
Crazy thoughts
False or true
Happy, sad
Pensive, mad,
Some red,
faces

Potluck

Ceramic act, earthen ware
millions splashed randomly
not a penny to spare
craft adorning vast palaces,
bare minimum living, hard to bear,
fare isn’t fair, utter waste of a prayer

Suffocation

Lost in the city
where camels glitter
diamonds on taps,
gold in litter
flutters in gutters,
Rich and poor
contrasting fates
soul suffocates
before long

Rugs and riches – Abu Dhabi Sheik Zayed Masjid interiors

lamps, chandeliers
carpets of thousand colours
granite, marble tiles,
mother Earth riles
such expense
at whose cost
piercing million holes
extracting more and more
humanity living folklore
happily ever after

I have shown you through my humble lens the outside of the majestic Sheikh Zayed Masjid, let’s now see the colour of interiors and fascinating patterns. Absolutely amazing human creation. There is a bit more thought provoking poem at the top on how humanity is using earth treasures, it’s minerals, energy assuming this will last forever. Have we thought about sustainable solution for our future generations.

the Masjid which defines the city – Abu Dhabi

When real crescent meets
the fake one,
a dried lake one
made of glittering gold,
thousand merchants sold
It smiles and says
Billion dollars and this
Divine is pleased
not with spent money
how funny, are Sapiens’ deeds

I was in Abu Dhabi few days ago. People know the city for its oil wealth and F1 racing! I will know it for its truly majestic mosque. Here are few shots…