Friday, 25 March 2011

A Sea of White

Outstretched....a vast ungainly sight
Whoever could imagine a sea of white?
The common lad gazing afar
Searching for an iota of that blue essar.

Sordid faces and inquisitive peepers
Come to see and stare in awe
At the blatant and astounding flaw.
Every intellect's eye- flew towards the sky;
But for the seabirds' cry ; found nothing awry.

Thus perplexed, the world went mad
over the event, that nature had planned
For sure, man would find a reason -
unable to accept the bold treason :
what his eyes told him, his mind forbade
his life took over, the realization veiled.

Lies now abandoned, unworthy of a glance
Foreign to the earth's other occupants
Dissolved in misery, suffering its plight
Relegated to oblivion : the sea of white.

Lazy Me

A cause to weep, for souls drained
Hopes lost....ruminations gained
Why is it that time is so elusive
I fail to save even a moment exclusive
Why can't I rise again with vigour
Time cheated me...I saw him snigger
Days pass by- from my window- watching
Books lie by- staring at me-waiting
When at last will solace arrive
Or am I bound till infinity to drive
'For Time cannot rest' he says....
I, in turn, dream of eternal quietus.