The Song

In search of a song
For the mind body and soul
will it ever come along

Just a glimpse
Just a peep
just a shadow
Maybe a beep

The shallow rivers
the mountain ranges
The windy terrains
Through it all it travels
And reaches my deaf ears
Perplexes me and leaves me to tears
I feel the music and hear the touch
the lost 'I' seems to have found the universe

Humdrum

Entering with headphones on
The dancing,singing and humming in the work zone
The planning and updating with people and machines
Trying to fit in a weekly regime

The endless trials and tribulations
of trying to find solutions
The brainstorming and the mind-maps
And the in between coffee breaks

Channelising the thoughts while in bed
And then a message on whatsapp
the conversations and the late night chats
The lightness in the in-between gaps

Romancing the sun

The morning fresh and bright
As the sun slowly rises on the horizon behind the clouds
The rays shining over us as if blessings pouring out

The lazy beginnings with a cup of tea
Planning to get ready for work
The bathing and the dressing up
No time to look upon all the nature's perk

The shadows looking upon you in the afternoons
As if wanting you to slow down
To look at the lone sun
While it lasts
While the hours past

The longer shadows suddenly diminish in size
Calming the sun comes the moon to give some company
While the two are having a good time

Join in the stars and the sun decides to part
the warmth travels in a cool cart
The bright day with the mysterious night
The humbleness! Ah and the beguiling sight

Transformations

The sleek,slimy snake
wears its skin like a new wear
gets up all regenerated and renewed
after all the pain it bears

The caterpillar stays onto the ground
Until it is ready to transform itself
It turns into a butterfly
Reaching the sky it might never have dreamt

Everyday is a new day
Every day is a person changed
Everyday is a transformation
Everyday is a new story
Everyday a new poem

Circle of life

The innocence and playfulness of a kid
the fearless and shameless incredibility
The inquisitive and the curious mind
the always wanting to know the why

The adults instilling fear which they never knew about
Training to become adults of the world
The loss of questioning
The gaining on reasoning
The various manipulations
The wars and love lost

The becoming of adults
matter becoming more important than the mind
The 9-9 job
Feels like all the fun is robbed

The roads full of zombies
With nothing to have to think
Going out to work
Coming home to sleep
Families seem like a burden
Being single also feels all alone

Thinking everything has been figured out
Life goes on like this for eternity
Till one day comes the realization
That one is already 50
Has one lived or run behind money

And then one fine day
One again becomes a kid
Becomes a tantrum thrower
A beans spiller

The caretaker becomes the one needing care
The child becomes the parent and the parent becomes the kid

Sweet dreams

What do you dream of sweet child
Do you hear sounds in your sleep
do you see the eternal past
do you wonder about food you want to eat
or try to remember the faces amongst the strangers that we are