Listening to the color of my mind,
As I wind down, after the daily grind,
It speaks to me in colorful hues,
Sometimes, it acts as my muse.
My mind seems to have a mind of its own,
Over it, I don't reign, nor do I own,
Letting my imaginations run wild,
Taking care to not get it riled.
Listening to the color of my mind,
As I wind down, after the daily grind.
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Monday, September 15, 2008
Tide a time...
Monday Mural
Are we in fact in a time warp?
"There is no time, we do harp?
Can we really distort time?
Is twisting time really a crime?
What do we make of it today?
For irreverence we do pay,
Any minute saved, is a gain,
Waste it and we will be in pain.
The wait for time is long drawn,
Its here now and now its gone,
Now is this moment, this instant,
Future is far away and distant.
Father time is growing old,
Branching out, we are told,
Time waits for not a soul,
Churning, it continues to roll!
Friday, September 12, 2008
Happy Onam!
Flowers and feast,
to say the least,
Festivity galore,
Prosperity in store.
Traditions abound,
Contemporary found,
Culture prevails,
Convenience entails.
Expansive celebration,
Elaborate preparation,
Embrace the new,
To the old, stay true.
The time is auspicious,
And harvest propitious,
Continues to enthrall,
Good wishes to all!
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Deliberate dialogue
"What, oh, what, do I do?"
I asked with a huge sigh,
"One after another problems anew,
Life moves a step toward awry."
"Why do you take on worries?
What is that you dread?
Days go by, time just scurries,
Take life by the moment", he said.
"I have no one to blame but me",
I said on the verge of tears.
He consoled me, "better it will be,
Once you overcome your fears."
A distraction, a hiatus is what I seek
From the monotony of the routines,
Carrying on I am, like a meek,
Mechanically, like the machines.
Talking to him, changes things,
To cheer me up, he goes to any length.
Talking to him, my fears take wings,
For, he is my pillar of strength!
I asked with a huge sigh,
"One after another problems anew,
Life moves a step toward awry."
"Why do you take on worries?
What is that you dread?
Days go by, time just scurries,
Take life by the moment", he said.
"I have no one to blame but me",
I said on the verge of tears.
He consoled me, "better it will be,
Once you overcome your fears."
A distraction, a hiatus is what I seek
From the monotony of the routines,
Carrying on I am, like a meek,
Mechanically, like the machines.
Talking to him, changes things,
To cheer me up, he goes to any length.
Talking to him, my fears take wings,
For, he is my pillar of strength!
Monday, September 8, 2008
Mystical Maiden
Monday Mural
Glowing
Shining
Preening
Leaning
She has a slight glowing shining look
Standing in a preening, leaning crook.
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