Wednesday 18 February 2015

THE WORLD I IMAGINE...

I LOVE TO BE THERE
WHERE NO ONE EVER,
CARES THE HIDDEN PAST;
BUT THE EYES ARE ON MAST.
NEITHER TAG NOR THE HONOUR 
OF THE BLOOD INHERITED OR
DONATED, CAUSE ANY PREJUDICE,
JUST LIKE YOU ARE SLIDING ON ICE.

MY HEART IS IN THE WORLD WHERE 
SERENITY LIES IN THE SOUL 
OF THE PERSON WHO LIVES IN THERE,
AND THE INFANTS CRAWL 
IN THEIR FIRST DAY OF LIFE, 
JUST TO BLINK THEIR EYES, IN OPEN SKY.
A WORLD WHERE NO WIFE
HAVE TO FORCEFULLY BID GOOD BYE.

THE WORLD I IMAGINE IS BRIMMED WITH OPPORTUNITIES....
THE SKILLED HANDS ARE NE'ER EMPTY.
EVEN THE FELICITY IS LURKING IN CRIES 
OF A KID, ASKING MOMMY WITH AN ENTREATY,
NOT TO GO TO HIS SCHOOL, 
FOR HE COULD PLAY AND EXPLORE
HIS CHILDHOOD - "ISN'T THIS COOL ?.." 
AND COULD CRAFT HIS LIFE WITH HIS BELOVED COLOUR.


SOMETIMES, MY WAKE FROM MY MEMORIES,
MAKES ME COGNIZANT OF MY IMPAIRED LIMBS OF CENTURIES.
WATCHING A WEED WHIRLING IN A WESTER,
I COULD CONCEIVE OF CLEAN AND CALM TWISTER...!! 

 -DURGESH SATYAM