Tag Archives: oxford

Keeper

decades I have been
things I have seen
future kings’ obscene
green politicians preen
scientists’ bane
philosophers in vain
entertainers bore
academics impure
viscounts stutter
barons in gutter
princesses flutter
then slip on butter
poor’s screams
education a dream
nothing it seems
stops rich being fed
education in med
philosophy, art
pompous fart
why it is so
poor kids like me
grow up in pens
guarding dirty dens
cleaning filthy acts
dirty secrets, facts
protecting wealth
wasting youth, health
so princes live
in dorms above
my spent age
for a simple badge
that I served here
retired and die
an enormous lie

20140630-030501 pm-54301148.jpg

Priorities

If life is a race
to the top
you realise
conceptualise

doesn’t really matter
how much you stall
at the end you fall
Gravity pulls hard

all what ultimately
logically, if unwilling then
sometimes tragically
belongs to earth’s bosom

pick a colour
from soul’s prism
as long as it has love
humility and care

take your time, dig deep
for a perfect spot
to lie in loving,
embrace of our mother

/home/wpcom/public_html/wp-content/blogs.dir/8b8/31851302/files/2014/12/img_0149.jpg

Pockets full, empty hands

Life’s conversation
discussion, education
a sermon on Sunday
Friday, Saturday, Monday
Purpose, aims, objects
strategy, plans, subject
to what happens next
treachery and tact
opportunities, endless goals
chasing wealth blackholes
working beyond hard
souls and flesh apart
Morals integrity auctions
anger, heartless eruptions
more and more we make
Death due, nothing to take
IMG_2182.JPG

Let flowers have their day

summer long gone
evergreens all alone
fallen leaves, distraught trees
with season long memories
requested, pleaded,
guilty as charge,
let flowers have a day,
oh Lord incharge,
let leaves live nostalgia
removing ember traces
for a long moment or two
sunshine on their faces
grey goes green
branches fresh, lean
cold having a recess
colours spread in excess
blues, orange, strong hue
violet, pink, getting their due
sunflower open and fresh
weeds runaway in a dash
grass becoming bare feet plush
roses having a mighty crush
love and merriment in the air
depression crying it is not fair
it is supposed to be her season
rain, cold, illness many reasons
enough is enough, time to rescind
day has passed, deep chill in the wind
IMG_0141.JPG