Sunday, March 29, 2009

Distracted

The aider in place,
The abettor in its case.
Everything is set,
for productivity at its best.
And still, minds wander
to places, times fonder.
The buzz is incessant
The voices incoherent.
Stop talking, stop laughing
Your voice is distracting.
Oh why can't i see
what is right in front of me?
I should pull my wits together,
stop writing this letter!
Start learning what I should know
so in my time, I can go.

Monday, March 16, 2009

Twelve


December, could I be there forever?
December, when I felt at home.
December, when my thoughts weren’t cold.
December, my beginning, my end, my new, my old.

December, how can I let you be?
Remember the giant wheel, the lighted tree?
Reunited, we found the sandy shore
We found the past, and made some more.

Remember the skyline, the butterfly, the whale?
The climb on the rocks, the margarita on the bay,
December, you made me laugh so hard,
All parts of me adored, every bit and shard.

December, could I love you forever?
The starry skies, the blurry days.
I do, Unconditional-ly surrender
To the New Year’s bell, the Hard Rock cafĂ©.

December, would you come back to me?
Could you be something more than a memory?
Can I pretend that time won’t steal you away from me?
Could you stay the Unceasing, my solace, my all and every?

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Night after day, you go so far away.
I can see you waving a sad goodbye.
But wait, what’s this you left behind?
Is this to help me let go, or to help me find?

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Hide and seek


Holi crept up on me when I wasn’t paying attention.
Just like a couple of other things.
You, for example. And the sunshine you bring.
The rain and the wind, they caught me by surprise.
The picture, the lost earring, the truth and the lies,
To all things unexpected, I can gulp and adjust,
Swallow the pride, the expectations, the trust.
What happened to the colours I threw on you, my friend?
Where did you go while time was trying to mend
The cracks in the jar, the tear in the tee?
All this time I thought you were right behind me
I didn’t see how fast I could walk, how careless I could be.
It creeps up on you when you expect it the least
And leaves you reeling with a feeling of unease.
And yet, sometimes, the unexpected can please.
When you look and you search,
and you pray that you find,
That’s when it’s sure
to play hard-to-get, and hide.
And then you sigh and you look
The other way and pretend
To be happy with what you took,
And then it begins, or does it end?
It creeps up on you when you expect it the least
And sometimes the feeling is anything but unease.
You thought you had futilely searched
Far and wide, and halfway around the world.
Who knew it was there, in your sight but far away.
Till it came to you, when you thought it had flown away.

Sunday, March 08, 2009

I was dreaming, so I couldn't be snoring, right?


There was rain, and there was snow. How could they be falling together? I looked up with wondrous awe. Ah, but that was part of the charm.
Sun. There was a bicycle. An old lady on a bicycle, riding very very fast. Almost like roadrunner. Except this was on the green lush hills of Missouri. Or was it the Great Wall of China? She left behind a very slow, very confused old man also on a bicycle. She was having too much fun to look back.
My sister was getting married. I could hear everyone just outside. Why is the room full of suitcases? My stuff is here somewhere, if only I could find it. My mother calls. Wait, don’t start without me!
My tooth fell out. Not easily. It dangled on a hook for some time, then popped out. I smiled at the mirror. Oh no, there’s a gaping hole that shows!!

A man in a bright yellow suit. Now why would anyone wear a yellow suit AND be singing on stage? At first it made me smile, and I wanted to laugh, but I was too timid to. Besides, there were so many people around me, strangers. Where did they come from? How did the man in the yellow suit end up on screen? Everyone was laughing. I tried hard not to. But I couldn’t not. I ended up laughing too much.
None of it makes sense, I hardly ever do. But I woke up with a smile, and went out of the house in a good mood and a hurry.
Wait, is that rain? And is that snow? I need an umbrella.
I need to wake up.



Tuesday, March 03, 2009

Bell the cat, won't you, Eyes?


The mice all sat in gloom one day
For the cat wouldn’t bell, try as they may.
They tried and they tried, but the cat got away.
It seemed as if the cat knew! what plans they had made.
A mouse called Fay,
She was small and gay.
She was wise beyond her ears,
But all of them knew nay.
All she said was try and try
Till the cheese melts and the milk curdles
We shall not give up, jump over the hurdles.
They tried once, they tried again,
The cat wouldn’t bell! Oh it was such pain.
The mice couldn’t play, they couldn’t be merry.
For the cat was as sly as… well, as a cat on a ferry!
A mouse called Eyes, he was small and shy.
He had tried once, he had tried again.
He had given up, oh it was such a pain!
But when all of the mice had tried and failed,
Eyes, the mouse, he heard Fay speak
He took a chance and a bell, and without a squeak,
This time he tied the ribbon around the cat’s tail.
and lo and behold! He did prevail.
The mice could play, and the mice were merry
Because they kept trying, they found a way to be happy!

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