beginnings

Little bit of colour
changes the mood
darkness walks away
Comes merriment and joy
Such is the ploy,
Mother nature, we love you!

Pace

Slow
Near stillness
Water, boat, floating I
Everything passing by
Zooming, zipping, overtaking
As if in a hurry to see everything
consume every bit, before it dies
Should I be worried, am I missing the boat
while being in one, world gloats,
worthless possessions, in my eyes,
heart sighs, keep looking for questions!

Trashed, smashed in pieces

listen to a fork on the road,

a dork on the road

a log, was part of a stump,

cut in pieces, left as a rump

million bottles of plastic, rubber dump

thousand refuse sites, garbage jumps

more and more,

more landfill, more to store

future generations,

your future so sore, let’s ignore

this subject so bore,

talk about beauty and glamour

parties and clamour,

for each new product, to throw the old

where, which way, on street,

in what fold, more and more sold

and we are just told,

it is going to be fine,

here is some wine,

I recommend a beautiful place to dine,

they only serve fresh,

any food what is left,

will be not be kept,

goes to a trash

ironic, isn’t it, hash and rehash,

all stories, still they end up in a stash

pilling up, one by one, filing up,

apparently the only reusable

place on this terrain, humble brain

Perhaps one day that become disposable,

human dose-able, with daily intelligence,

throw away your useless thoughts,

apparently they are not polluting,

ignoring what is best,

for next generation and the rest,

we, the self proclaimed lords of this universe,

miserably failing that test,

left in the mouth ignoble taste

Nothing can be undone in haste,

takes time to change behaviours,

million thousands saviours

are required before even first green shoot comes out,

Earth smiles again, the mother who has lost all her

conscientious daughters, valiant sons,

to unnecessary violence and million guns,

can see the revolution, and final resolution to all ills,

annihilation still, being too late, tempting fate’s ironic hand

 

Top

World’s riches, nations wealth
accumulated by fortunate few
Rest of us could lie and linger
Rest of us could die in hunger
Rest of us could sleep on the streets
Rest of us find food as a treat
Rest of us should wake up one day
Irony is, why it is not today!

Host

Above the clouds
In the white gleam
Inspiration from
a beautiful dame
Smile so pure
Welcoming to
the core
Eyes telling
of hope and
Joy endured
Goddess
With her hidden
blushing smile
Makes flowers
Blossom in
a while
Thank you
For being there
and for all
affection
attention
and care

Unending wait at Piccadilly circus

Pulse moving
aimlessly, desire free
Nothing changes
view ranges
far to infinity
devil to divinity
Insinuating lust, love
depends who is
watching, wonder
rain and thunder
thoughts asunder
colossal blunder
Youth plunder
away sense,
nonsense of being
nuisance it seems
of life so far
mere mortal
to a star
reaching highs
suddenly, lies
of day dreams shattered
Touch of loved one mattered
the most, mere thought
of distance takes away breath
filling it with poison air
heart has never been fair
who cares, I don’t, while
I wait in this aimlessly
selfish, devilish crowd
eyes shamelessly
searching, knowing
you will never be back

Dwellings

Comfort, caring, warm
serene, full of life
just inside, deep within
soul burns with desire to leave
have pains of longing
dark clouds drench
bodies shivering
Chilling gusts
piercing through bones
feverish red eyes
destitute attire
passion, desire
all lost, such insanity
keeps alive, art

Lurking

A boat awaits
for a journey to
high seas
Inside great ocean,
waterborne
Yards in, miles out
immense darkness
humbles tiny soul within
Forcefully
chaos ready to break-in
after eras of utter calmness

Governance

Pillaging state to state
four foundations great
Yellow in its colour
dirt tinted prism
Everything is a scandal
for sale journalism
we the real gods
forsaken stature
steal and plunder
corrupt legislature
Killings are ignored
partisan grudges
Justice not served
Ignorant judges
Biggest liars
Lotteries, bingos
Inept, incompetent
Admin gringos

Parallel

Side by side
you and me
Just a kiss in between
a mere heartbeat
moving in the same direction
same moments
away, alone,
watching, staring
never daring
to change the path
to cross the line
saving parallel
universes
angel, divine
who are you,
can’t be human
as I lay myself bare
waiting for your stare
to touch me somehow