The Illusionist

The sky's an orangish-red
Birds fly in time-lapse
Clouds float in slo-mo.
A stone's throw away, I see
silhouettes of tree-tops
fluttering in glee.

I ask, 'what about you', and
you persist me to tell...
'Imperceptible', I say and settle.

In actual, 'inaction' is what it is.

You make everyone move, yet,
you make everyone think
you are the one movin'
at every blink!

That's by far,
the greatest illusion ever crafted.

And, to say, you are the one
who rises in the east
is certainly, the biggest farce
in the entire universe.


~ Sep 20, 2020

Panacea for Oblivion

I am in oblivion, and
almost in a state of delirium
letting a world of suffering
be poured on to me

Now, there are two paths:
To go down the spiral
or to shake it off.

Though I have seen enough,
and know the cause and effect,
the pessimist streak in me
is urging to take the
path of self-destruction.

By now, I was ambling in the dark,
deciding which road to take,
whether to grow the flame, or
to let go of the hurt and blame

Enter the piano man!
Think it's going to change
the course of my fate...?

He was playing Beethoven's
Moonlight Sonata, followed by
Pachelbel's Canon In D Major,
and over to Grieg
with his Morning Mood
and the beatific Anitra's Dance.

Just when I was settling in
came Schubert and Chopin
chirping the Swan Song
and Nocturn No. 2, and
I was surprised to change:
the pallor went to blush from pale
Just listen to Bizet and Bach 

play their Carmen and Badinerie!

By the time Mozart played
his Turkish March and
Piano Sonata No. 16,
I went home brainwashed
and feeling sanctified. Ironically,
Beethoven's closing piece,
Pathetique, wasn't so bad!

Rightly so, it was called: piano forte!


~ June 30, 2020

Your Voice

Pleasant as a chime
without fail every time
Clear as mountain stream
Real as a lucid dream
Crystalline as the evening sun
Calming as the gentle breeze
Divine as camphor
Sweet as honey

~ Oct 08, 2020

The Teacher

All through in our life
we have sides--of our own self
and see those of others

We take sides,
and want people on our sides.
We decide to stick with people
who happen to us by chance, and
when we were too naïve to decide
someone decides for us instead.

Strangely, these decisions make us...
like favours being returned

There are relationships in our life
that effortlessly define itself a path
and flow like a river.
And, there are the ones you pursue.

All said, the love in us, eventually,
leads us through our life.

Thank you, teacher!

For seeing the shades in the faces,

For having made those decisions,

For being too sweet and sticky,

For mending the cracks and filling the crevices

of all those troublesome years,

And to have tended to my growing pains,

For your wide-open arms,

For flowing into my life,

For having spent time on my side,

And,

For all the cheer and love you still give!


~ Oct 22, 2020

Patterns

Invisible by the day
Revealed by the night
Insider being the light

Some lay afar numb and still
And some tell stories that
don't I dare say!
Some sing songs
and some spurt secrets

Some are cross, and
some are curvy
Some look gothic
with its curls

Some have blinds
and some have frills
Some are clothed bare
and swing and dance lively
to the mood of the wind

Though cold and cross,
you guard and breathe,
But it's funny how folks
conceal you and get choked
with no clean air to spare,
only to say they do
for the fear of night...

Anyways, thanks all
for the pretty sight.


~ June 28, 2020