A Walk to warmth

You look nice everywhere, With that simple smile that you wear, With that simple bindi Unsophisticated Undone And untouched. That sheen on your face,With a bit of sweat ; Flowing and glowing Seamlessly Like a smooth song From the sixties That strand of hair that hangs below your ears and boomerangs it's way almost out onto your face. Your small curved… Continue reading A Walk to warmth

Flee, I shall but where to?

Flee, From this land of Death and ordeal From this land of deceit and falsehood, Flee, to be free. As primitive as can be, Nothing has changed not since the days of primeval man, We’re all, but primordial beasts, Hungered by the chains of power. Flee, I shall, But where? To a world where there… Continue reading Flee, I shall but where to?

Rail-roads and rail-tales.

Just at the train station , Subtle lights half-glowing in orange The sounds of a train that flashed by me Played like echoed haunts  from yesterday. Train after train went by me Sounds, that echoed just the same, But never quite the same. I wandered at the train station for a long time after, Still… Continue reading Rail-roads and rail-tales.

A still-lay monsoon afternoon.

A still-lay monsoon afternoon, Sombre sounds from shore-lines afar And the escalating voices of a soft, subtle-d rain. A Constant buzzing in the air From flies with dragon eyes All wandering in search of rain. And Clouds hovered , Over-faces undiscovered On a dull still-lay monsoon afternoon In Expectance of a something that was to… Continue reading A still-lay monsoon afternoon.

Echoed sounds of yesterday.

Just at the train station , Subtle lights half-glowing in orange The sounds of a train that flashed by me Played like echoed haunts  from yesterday. Train after train went by me Sounds, that echoed just the same, But never quite the same. I wandered at the train station for a long time after, Still… Continue reading Echoed sounds of yesterday.

Pain-II

His body ached, he couldn't stand the pain, All his efforts to rise went in vain. His windows had now stayed closed for long, He had forgotten what it meant to feel strong, His room was devoid of life, just as he. He moaned, The pain now, unbearable Nobody sitting by him to hear his… Continue reading Pain-II

Flee,..

Flee, From this land of Death and ordeal From this land of deceit and falsehood, Flee, to be free. As primitive as can be, Nothing has changed not since the days of primeval man, We’re all, but primordial beasts, Hungered by the chains of power. Flee, I shall, But where? To a world where there… Continue reading Flee,..

Stone-fyed.

And he slowly trapped them, Into glass bottles, Like flies for his amusement, Only this time, he wanted away from his everyday battles. He felt better, Calmer, He cried no longer And in His heart , he felt a kind of solace. He went on with his job, Slowly turning the Winds of a Clock,… Continue reading Stone-fyed.