O life !
I don’t want
Your sea of appreciation
If only
O life !
I don’t care
Your drama of disappointment
Because of
O life!
Love me
Only if
It transcends
Your petty conditions
O life ! O life !
I beg not thee of anything
I beg not thee of anything
As,The goddess of
beauty
Joy
And peace
Has touched my heart
And, made me dance
Where do I go
O traveller
The heaven is in my garden
Where do I go
O foodie
I always eat a kings meal
I can come
Promise me a laughter
With my friends
I can come
Promise me a dance
With my love
I can come
Promise me some peaceful time
With my parents
Don’t bring me gold that lasts eternity
A spontaneous laughter will do
There is an end in sight
Let’s March dancing towards it
A long time ago
I would find usual life
Very unusual
And today
It strikes again
To me
As I was listening to music
Laying down
I noticed a mosquito
Anticipating it to come
For my blood
It did come to me
And then flew back
I was mesmerised
Looking at it flying around
in abandon
A small flying creature
Like those cute mini cooking videos
Of those mini humans
Of those mini animals
Why was it not coming for my blood ?
The mosquito may not have been hungry
Once the meal is sorted
What else exists other than to have fun and roam around
Enjoying the movement of one’s body
Complete abandon and chilling out in nature
Unlike us
Humans
Not so easy
To simply have a meal
And then dance around and chill
There is a constant fight in the heart and the mind
It starts in the morning
And ends till one gets in bed at night
And may be during sleep too
Yet we understand
That feeling
We know that feeling
We all have lived that feeling
As a child
As a carefree young man
And I wish
All of you
a lot of such precious
Carefree chill moments
When I see myself
Skin
Eyes
Lips
Hands
When I see myself
As others saw me
Ugly
Weak
The trust of ignorance
The hopelessness of labels
The resentment of judgment
The loss of misjudgment
The strength of solitude
The beauty of truth
The comfort of harmony
The gift of balance
When I see myself
When I see others
As they see myself
It’s ok
Because
At the end
Skin
Eyes
Lips
Hands
And it took a century
For the self
A group of teenagers
Bubbling with energy
Talking out loud
Right amount of loud
Not shouting , like two guys fighting
But the excitement of the youth
And two guys
Sitting close by
Middle aged, worn by years
Discussing risk appetite
For new projects
Very slowly, almost in a tired voice
And there were flowers
Which has blossomed in the springs
And there was this distinct smell
The tree was laden
With these colourful flowers
And some leaves were falling
A young couple was going by
Holding hands and walking
The guy trying to impress the girl
With his worldly knowledge
The girl visibly bored
Yet, holding his hand
As if hanging on to him
A guy who just
Delivered food
In a carefree mood
The day is ending
I have earned enough to eat and drink and dance
This was the vibe
A life lived daily
And another guy
Doing the same thing
Yet sincere and stiff
As if he was the Sisyphus
Carrying the stone
Me walking by
Watching everyone
The dogs
The cats
The trees
The thoughts
The humans
The moon
And the flowers
Imagining about person
Who start wars
And a dumb question crossing my mind
Why doesn’t he come and walk with me instead of starting
A war
May be he knows better
May be fight is what is needed
May be that is what has been done since time immemorial
May be that is why we work
So leaders can collect taxes
And start wars
I don’t know much
And flowers are looking beautiful
And I have to go
To sleep
Years went by
Avoiding
My heart
I feared
It’s demand
Careers are hard to build
Family and friendship too
Were not easy to keep
My heart too
Didn’t complain much
But blocked my access
To beauty
To love
To joy
To spontaneity
To sensitivity
Finally
I relented
To my surprise
It demanded some idle time
In balcony alone
With a glass of cool drink
Listening to the birds
The instructions was clear
Take up the problems of the work later
Soon my body rested
And was feeling sleepy
And my heart said
Now just smile and
go to sleep
As I walk
Everything around
Beautiful and bright and warm
my heart not so
Plagued by fear
Robbed by confusion
And I keep walking
With a small ray of hope
Of living a life
Intensely
Peacefully
But the mischievous seductress
Would not let it be
Easy
The glimpses were enough
For the heart to
Pass ages in
Waiting
Hoping
Struggling
And then it arrived
And brought with it
A cold wind
And a desert around
And I walk
In the desert
With a smile around
