Monday, February 25, 2008

WATER SUICIDE



The colors dissolved in water

The dew drops sought a larger refuge

The sun seemed to rise from the blue surface

But I found myself still floating....



Where every sailor’s ship drowned

Unable to face the mighty waves..

Where every diver touched the depths

Looked for pearls and visited another heaven..

I found myself still floating ....



My effortless moves should have pulled me down

Where every beast finds a treat

But I survived, even though I wished to explore

the transparency of water ....

My heart sank with every drop of water

But I found myself still floating .....

Floating –unaccepted, unnoticed!!




-yamini

Thursday, February 07, 2008

Mirror Image

I fought against the light and walked against the tides.
I swam across the oceans to an unknown place.
I was busy making all people glad,
The image in the mirror seemed an unfamiliar face……….

The reflection asked whether I knew myself.
I smiled, but didn’t know what to say
Mockery or Reality? I was given a choice
It said there wouldn’t be any replay.

A Monologue began and the image spoke
And I thought I was speaking all the while
The words were harsh and they tried to evoke
All the passions that appeared futile.

I assumed I was happy with all the serenity around
I thought I better look inside, one time
All the tunes of mind seemed harmonized
The lyrics of my soul just failed to rhyme.

I felt helpless as the mirror deceived
The image smiled and gave a staid glance
Fear reigned as I gathered my thoughts
And I knew I wouldn’t get a second chance

I fought for the world, I played so well,
I consoled humanity with a pleasant embrace
I had concealed myself, and blamed the mirror
Because I couldn’t recognize the unfamiliar face.

Friday, February 01, 2008

A Perfect Life

The times, I remember when there was fun,
Lots of exuberance under the sun
High aims and unbound dreams
A perfect life as it seemed
With a little positive experience of life
Everything seemed perfect and nice
With proud heads striving for making a name
Working hard and fulfilling aims.
The youth seemed a bright span
For learning lessons and to understand
The realities of life, the facts, the feats
Which guide us on life’s lonely street
They make us ready for challenges, so strange
Which pose in our lives in different frames
The innocence seems to be replaced by might
Gathering will to succeed in the fight.
The games, the challenges that we used to cherish
The optimism has subsided, the guts have perished
The times I, remember when in defeat we smiled
We appreciated the efforts that were honestly piled.
We owned our imaginations, we had our dreams
It was a perfect life, as it seemed.
-yamini

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