Saturday, March 30, 2013

Bold Children

Unusual sculpture in Singapore, by Chong Fah Cheong

Unafraid 
They take a stand
But to a naive,
Its a dangerous swim
Its the knowledge 
That gives courage
To plunge

Into deep waters for easy jump

Monday, March 25, 2013

Puffed Puri's


Pregnant Puri's
Bloated with pride
No secrets told
Just hot air inside

Friday, March 22, 2013

Experienced Hands

The book of life' Wood sculpture by Nino Orland


Experienced hands 
Have a world to give
In quality verses of unknown land
Of dirt road traveled through 
Bridges of experience
For sharing them
With the virgin hands

Happy Poetry Day

Poetry needs 
Just few verses in its palm
To crush it tight. 
Fragrance spreads when 
The tear drop falls 
There is joy in the pain. 
Sweet pain they say 
I know it not. 
I see it not. 
My mind was drifted. 
I was busy collecting the words 
Left untamed. 

Monday, March 18, 2013

A Graceful Dance



There is breathless
Hush in the close
I see you move
Unaware of
Sound and fury of
My pride

Effortlessly
Like a peacock
Spreading its wings
You dance to the rhythm
Nobody guessed the
Stiff bones and your unstable mind

It was not easy
Many times I almost died
To see you fall
After few graceful steps
On the floor
Unable to arise

Remember I said
“You cannot do
Leave it,
This art is not for you”
You blinked, confused when
I packed your anklets
And kept them aside

I blamed myself
For dreaming on a star
Guilt stunk me like a thorn
I could not mold you
Into perfection
Of a happy child

But today, wide-eyed I watched
As you moved
Twist and twirled
To a rhythm of your soul
Pulsing my heart
With melody like a knife

Tears blind me
I see you shine
I hadn’t noticed
Through my night-smudged vision
That the audience around me
Did also applaud many times.

Monday, March 11, 2013

Filthy world

Awesome mural by Tasso, Meerane

Muck surrounds me
Completely submerged
In filth of worldly ways
Blinded by folds of dirt
Soul
Cries for relief
Waiting for immediate help
To lift me up
To a cleaner world.

Monday, March 04, 2013

Expressive Eyes

Eye' Painting by Katy Lipscomb



Through the window to your soul
Your expressions unfold
I see not your color
Nor caste nor creed
Not even your religion nor
Your Gods whom
You pray for your needs
It’s just your eyes
That speaks to me
Nothing but truth
No pretense, no lies
True love can
Never hide
Behind your eyes

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