SO LONG, FAREWELL

Queer are the ways of human beings,
That etch the pages-
A play of tragedy and comedy
Woven thro' the heights and depths
Of surging endeavour.
Calls that chases the openings
Bows before the gate of charity and gratitude.
Teasing and compelling,
Struggling in situations
That marks and blots the leaves
To emerge from the situation
Of nobility
Unscratched--
At the hour of lasting farewell.

ATTACK

While walking thro' a deserted lane,
A veil of darkness fell across.
Like a sudden lightwening and thunder,
The door bolts itself
Far away from visibility.
In the period of submission,
Lay an ordeal.
Flicker of light
Falls from the candle,
It's rays drew the veil--
A picture of brutal assault.
Fluttering between life and death,
Destructive intuition of the upsurging elements
Spread wide to mutilate
The complex pattern
Of human rights.

HOLD IN PATIENCE

Look around in delight
Then hold your breath
For a moment of respite.
Patience that pinch your nerves,
Bubbles with inquisitiveness
To reach out for the secret
They lay buried for generations--
In the depths lie
The mystery.
Missing link that chases in pursuit
The theories of the mind,
Intensifies deeper
And weighs upon
Your patience and perseverence.
Hold in patience-when
Itself unfolds the secret
In all probability.

DIFFERENCE

A sitution by the stroke of fate--
Not the blue blood
Or of a low cast,
Nor the difference in colour,
Cast and creed.
Blood just remains the same
For all alike.
Years of crushed misery
And intended slavery
Evolved the class
Of working men.
Drawing a line betwix
Is to cast your belongings
To the pyre.
Once born, they work
To live a honest life.
A perfect co-existence
Prevail
When the intelligence
Built by bravery and hardwork
Bear fruit.
Some who work in shade
And some toil in the sun.

DESTRUCTION

Thro' the window
I see the lofty trees,
A scene of grace and beauty.
My greetings ecvery morning, and
Childhood memories
Recollect the lively green-
Splendour and beauty
Delight for all time.
An open foreground
Of sultry air,
Eyes roam to the furthur
Side of the horizon.
The plight to preserve
The gift of natural process
In protection
From the dire onslaught of the cruel sun--
There seem certain From the sight of
A barricade of fallen trees.

FRIENDSHIP

To live in harmony
Battling thro'
The dire straits of destiny.
A mate to walk in hand
To share an equal
In the gamble
Between life an death.
Stand supreme
And emerge
With perfect co-existence
And mutual understanding
To face the responsibility
Showered upon us
With ful assuarance
Of shared realities.
In silence
Thro' the simplicity
Of one's behaviour.

THE BEACH

Children on the beach
That wears a festive mood
Once in a year-maybe in a lifetime;
Giggle and laughter rent the air
As waves keeps up the tempo.
Castles and trenches
Washed away by each wave,
But determination overcomes all.
Tiny hands moulds castles and figures,
Probably their dormant instinct-or
An ambition foreseen.
Those innocent children play tiredlessly,
Their small hands create.
Every lashing wave, that beats upshore,
Recedes with a jealous grin.
Cleaned and knocked down,
To start it all over again.
A game that may turn rue,
For time alone will tell.
Nearby on the same sprawling beach,
He watches with profound interest,
Tired and disgusted, all attempts turn futile.
Sincere attempts wore a frustrated look,
But age builds no barriers of difference.
More hands lend greater inspiration
And locks no secret in their tender mind.
Alone and staring into emptiness
Over the gliding waves.
His eye catches something, I know not what.
And smiles-
A smile that instigates his desire,
Covers his face like a blossomed flower.
Instantly he gets up and moves
Slowly towards his friends.
Unknown of a nearby guest
Their moments hold no second thought.
Unity and oneness held at bay,
Their concentration held sway.
After a minute-pause
"Can I join you?"
Neumerous eyes blinked at him.
After a moment of silence,
He smiled and walked away.