| INVISIBLE |
The alone man on the invisible island stands.
Looking at the wonderlands.
For the signs of recognition,
From beyond.
The gaze goes long and wide,
looking at the friends and strangers passing by.
Not a glimmer of love
or hatred,
Does he recognize.
The cry goes high,
and the tears roll by.
Knowing not a sign of breath.
As the ship passes the invisible island by,
where the lonely man smiles a knowing smile. |
|
| THE BIRD |
Set me free,
From the confines of my own mind.
For I dare dream.
Set me free,
From the single notes of music.
For I dare feel.
The half-ness of the whole.
The rising tides of uncertainty,
In the sea of calm.
Set me free.
The beating heart pumping harder.
For the junction of cross worlds,
Never to be.
Set me free. |
|
| CIRCLE |
The bright yellow rustling
licking the colours into black.
Unwashed by the tears of heaven
The circle comes full
Raising life.
Eternally basic
Eternally morphing. |
|
| ANGUISH |
The path has become lost
for the eyes which grow old.
For a road which was clear
till a moment gone.
A dream does exist deep in
Illusion of the reality.
Motion charted
to maintain its own.
Different garbs fall apart.
Naked and confused
standing in the middle
Of the ageless time.
None fitting the temporal.
The vision goes blurred
Drowned by resonating screams
unheard by the billion.
Common to become
the beautiful.
The torment, the love
the dreams, the real
engulfed in a ball of fire
that nay exists. |
|
| BEYOND TIME |
The sands of time
flow without a chime
Raising not an eye
when the silence cries
Lost in the world so eeirre
that no one tries
For a nature so quite
where everyone flies
The forces of nature
creates an aperture
In the lost times
for a cry so high
That the fabrics of time
remoulds the world so eeirre
Into another paradise
A heaven for you and me |
|
| COLOURS |
Fields of jasmine and roses
hidden between green valleys
The rainbow of God
kissed the earth,
hugging its hills and plains
like a lover lost in paradise.
My cup was empty;
I sat with a couple
in a bullet-riddled street.
Guns had asked a question;
corpses were the answer.
The odd couple
made their way through the rubble.
One stood all of fifty,
the other not taller than my chest.
Wearing bright green and a shock of saffron
They lit the barren land.
They lost their kin
in the riots that followed
the breaking of walls constructed for Him,
massacred in the light of day,
tears of blood becoming buckets of bloodshed.
God's colours took on other meanings -
green for Muslims, saffron for Hindus,
red for the blood of them both
who dared traverse the rubble,
leaning on each other for support.
The man in green was a Hindu,
the one in saffron a Muslim,
each trying to save himself.
The colours of God's rainbow
have become a desperate travesty. |
|
| THE CROWD |
A Thousand people in the crowd
And A Thousand faces in the crowd
The crowd undifferentiated and a crowd.
A face in the crowd
With no identity in the crowd
Just a face and just a crowd.
Some innocent, some hawks
a glitter of greed and a rush of anger
Knows not the face that it is a crowd.
A Glimpse of recognition or a knowing smile
Loud and clear the face wants out
to be differentiated from the crowd.
A thousand people and a thousand faces
each face calling out loud
that we are not a crowd. |
|
| ETERNITY |
Rise O man Rise above thee
not desire , no love
not hatred and no selfishness
shall you bring.
The world of desire left behind
and eternity ahead
you shall see
Only virtues and sins
in the this lifetime and past
shall you bring
You shall see in time
Not where you get
but how you get there
that will add
For in life ahead only you shall hold
thy destiny in your hands
Rise O Man Rise above thee
No family, no bonds
no money, not power
shall you bring
just thy wonderful soul and
the eternity shall truly hold. |
|
| INTERLUDE |
Shock of white
and wrinkles of skin,
brooding face and
the haunting eyes within.
The beauty amazed
for it was only yesterday
that the decay was none
and youth abound.
She walked to the man
and let the nectar blow
but alas it failed
to raise the dusky hue
The moaning loud
'Oh Time, where had you gone'
Tears flew the lady
at the sight so night,
for it was History himself
that lay awry.
Old cried with the
heart of a child
'People on earth are
killing me by
Not a child raises a finger
for the destruction the present craves
Only yesterday I was joy
and today I am dying
with none but thy'
The fairy cried and
a smile escaped
her heavenly eyes
Why is it that you smile
my agony or your immortality
that you try
'Both of which make me sad
I can't help notice the irony in life
for if you die I will remain
Time immortal
with out a person
to verse an ode for mine.
No you can't die alone
for your fate is entwined
with mine.
Cheer up young love
for we will be reborn
in another world
less violent and less grime.'
A glimmer of hope
and an innocent smile
With the explosions nuclear
through out the soil
the old man left high
A wail and an anguished scream
left the heart of Time.
For what was Time without History
all identity lost
and still no one understood
The reaper kissed the girl
with a cold smile.
She blazed like a fire
yearning for the arms
of her beloved immortal
in another world
less violent and less grime |
