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Sunday, 10 June 2012

Random thoughts-1

When I started this blog, I had no idea where I was heading or what it is that I wanted to blog about. Slowly, over the past few months it has taken shape mainly into a poetry blog. No idea how that happened! I know that my poetry isn't all that great but I have somehow come to love this mode of expression. I have this insane urge to make the lines rhyme even though I know that good poetry doesn't have to... That's a part of my obsessive personality I guess. :)


I have also read some wonderful posts over the last few months. Maybe I can never live up to them, but I'm enjoying the ride. :)

Wednesday, 7 December 2011

Hot air balloon



Sailing through the cotton clouds
Watching how raindrops are made
Sunlight streaming in my face
Golden yellow heat 
But I yearn for no shade.
In the abode of the stars and the rainbow
I drift mindlessly on a breezy afternoon..
No honking of the cars, no trilling of the phone
Yes, of course, I am in a hot air balloon!

I see nothing but vast landscapes
I hear nothing but the gushing wind
I feel nothing but the slanting sun rays
I taste nothing but the freedom to think!

Though I'm as alone as a pearl
in an oyster
I feel a connection, an unearthly bond
With every living being in this world
This is how it must feel like to be God!

Picture Courtesy: Google

Sunday, 4 December 2011

Forgotten city




Once remembered, now forgotten
Lies buried an ancient civilization.
Surrounded by the water so aquamarine blue
Unseen by most, glanced by a few
A golden yellow fish darts in and out
of a mammoth building once sitting proud
atop the streets of a bustling city
Drowned by water and then by history..
Cruel are the hands of fate,
though the angry floods did abate.
Death pervaded in its awakening,
No hope left for any living being.
And so she lies this ancient civilization,
Craving to be found, this proud nation!
She yearns to tell all her story
of people from her land and all their glory.
Her wish is again in the dreaded grasp of fate
Sighing, her moment she anticipates....

Picture Courtesy: Google