Saturday, August 20, 2005

Harmony

Smelling past the meadows of flowers
Touching the velvety grass that caress the ground
The wind floating by gently
carrying a bunch of clouds on its head
The trees dancing along with music
of a bird singing a lullaby
Chords of an orchestra
orchestrated by the unknown
The state of bliss exists
Do not disturb passing by
Mother is enjoying the tranquility

Friday, August 19, 2005

Memories

I am trying to complete my poem,
From the shadows of the memories
which are laying their shadows on me
Forgotten are the few moments now
can see the web of life
Getting stuck in this mirth
with miseries all around
The skeletons of the reasons
can be seen with the betrayals
of wailings all around
bereft of love people lay crying around
Hurt can be seen, unseen are the tears
Running after mirages called riches all around
Eyes are full of fear,life getting lame
lament comes from the mouth
when beloved death comes to the ground
The poem was for me
and this me is just not me
For I live in you and you live in me
Will empty be poem
Will empty be my life
How do I keep hearing wailings
of the empty people laid to the ground...