A glimpse of England

a glimpse of your grounds
grazing animals bell sounds
lost deep affection found

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One more London place

roaming aimlessly,
clicking shamelessly
carefree and serene
a midday scene
trying to ignore
the storm in store
blood and gore
that has become
our world
that much intolerance
death and violence
children not spared
elderly not cared
humanity badly fared
attack and revenge
mindless avenge
Peshawar is charred
Parisiens life scarred
innocent blood
spilled and flood
the gates of heaven
tears trickle down
resolve breakdown
no optimism trace
deepening sorrow I face
in the false serenity,
eerie calmness
of one more London place

Stairs in life

one, two, three
soon be thirty three
then forty three,
and sixty three

finally downwards
one two three
just that, there you lay
nothing in hand

a simple, white cloth
and a silent you
that moment so true
is so near, so far

depends what you do
tomorrow and day after
live and laughter
love and laughter

angel, or demon
ordinary human
baron grand trade
intellect high grade

courage or afraid
fighting on bread
master or a maid
good or really bad

it is upto you
whatever you do
pulse! still pulsating
stairs! are waiting

Anger

Heading right
into a storm
the day was warm
weather angry with nature
why let sapiens fracture
dear sister earth
digging holes everywhere
no justice nothing fair
entering lion’s lair
small chance of survival

Unforgiven

deep blue sea and me
destiny and its cruel jest
miserably failed the test
demand was patience
without knowing missed
nearby you exist
moments were not the same
time has now passed
I was, am, forever lost
bewildered, beseeched me
immense, unforgiving sea

Turbulecstasy

Air exudes
it’s time to fly
Up and up
in the sky

territories to explore
heart to implore
trysts in greens
Emotions unseen

words implying
fractured meaning
Souls in need
desperate cleaning

Altitude silence
Blue sky violence
Colours pushing limits
Impatient yearnings
Intellect earnings

Thoughts imploding
Mind exploding
infinite impossibilities
No desire to land

Flight extends
Life acquires
moment sublime
beyond time

Fire

An arrow launched
in the air, fire in its belly
winged beetles chased
They met on horizon top
Kissed the sweet flare of death
Inferno sparks, crescendos heard
We just saw how fire works
It’s dark magic, tragic!