The stars shine
In yonder skies
The lights strung
For miles
Oh the din
Of the music
Strumming tunes
An unsynched orchestra
Bodies moving
In all ways
Swaying with the breeze
There is no route
There is no rhythm
Your heart leading the way
Are people talking?
Yes, not to you
Are people walking?
Yes, not with you
Is it the bird
I saw this evening
Or are these my wings
Spread out
I’m on the ground
Yet in the sky
Not one face
Familiar
Not one word
Familiar
In this jungle
Of people
Of music
Of lights
I’m
Lost!
Category: Random thoughts
That one page
Have you seen the book
With one empty page
To write your own story
On this single page
The color? It’s different
The size? It’s different
The page stands out
You could spot it
In a thousand pages
It’s lost
Amidst all the other pages
Beyond recognition
The writing? It’s different
The language? It’s different
Is it part of this book?
You would ask
Very much, I would say
It’s bound at the bone
It completes the story
In its own way
It’s the page
When the reader dreams
Dreams that have occured
Have I finished the story?
Not quite
Midway
Maybe
It flutters in the wind
Eager to turn
I pause
Just a little
On
That single page…
Reunion
Small talks
Little laughters
Shot size bantering
Is all there is
Is all there will be
Crossing paths
Like two cars passing by
Short-lived acquaintances
They come and go
And there are plenty
Starting with small talks
Ending with small talks
These are loose threads
From another lifetime
This I am sure if
For
Each life
Is a reunion
Of the souls..
New waters
Not very often life presents you with a completely new set of choices. It retains the long and important relationships but everything else gets a reboot. The place you live in changes overnight. The building you call home changes to new walls, paint and furniture. Suddenly there are a whole set of people you meet to form new relationships. People you have never seen before, people you never knew existed until today. Your life mingles and meshes with theirs, even for a day, a few months and sometime years.
You tread new paths, intersections, turns. You are wading in new waters, swimming to new shores. All this happens just when you think that yes, now I can sit back and relax.
The most curious and aaha moment for me in this whole ordeal is meeting new people. After a few days you feel did you already know them, in another life maybe.. As you get to know people you hear their stories and are indirectly connected to a lot of people in their lives.
Change is inevitable, is a basic characteristic of life, and comes at a time when you are unprepared. But in each change when we are able to see it’s beauty, essence and it’s fitment in our life, the whole diversion makes sense.
In new waters.. I wade..
Silence
The silence is deafening
The humming of the cooling machine
Cacophonous and humdrum
There was another noise
Talking to silence
Just a while ago
There were voices here
Just this afternoon
There was laughter here
Just this morning
There is this long
Narrow road
Of silence
A valley of longing
There is light
No doubt
At the end of this road
But I must tread
One step at a time
Killing each moment
Of silence at a time
Another machine revs up
With pictures and voices
Talking to me
But they have no ears
There is noise around
It’s my silence
That is deafening…
Riding the waves
The waves come lashing
One by one
There is a small one
Then there is a big one
As I look out
There are so many
Everyone is looking out
Everyone is watching
At their small waves
At their big ones
Unknown is every course
The strength to ride it
Comes from heavens above
Can I choose
Me thinks
There comes a big one
With a resounding no
I could be submerged
Under it’s magnanimity
Or I could struggle
Just a little bit
With all my strength
Ride over it
The more I think
The more easy it is to be submerged
When I let go
I realize
I’m riding the waves
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