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Was it the green horned monster

That summer night

When bright men unwisely rant and rave
And dark inroads of hate they pave
Temples of doom come to haunt
Mindless bravado as they flaunt
Wisdom takes a hasty flight
Much to perverse men’s delight
Then numerous vanity fairs abound
And steadily fools come to hound
Shrines of knowledge, that much stained space
Now all have lost their glorious days
For, violence presently a subject taught
and vengeance with much aplomb sought
Scholars all, but bloodthirstily they cry
As reasons flounder,gasp and die
Chaos let loose is much approved
Discourse deprived of its beauteous hood
Wrecking all with words unkind
Dumb upholders they leave behind
See them smile as they kill at will
Tolerance and harmony, with their mighty skill
While sane men forget to talk aloud
Wondering in silence, if they’ll ever be proud
Of the million candles they had lovingly lit
To drive frosty darkness off the street
Dazed pupils yonder bemusedly stare
As mentors harvest ungainly fare
Will learned minds ever get off this mire
Elude the muck and ignite pedantry fire?
Oh for those brilliant yesteryears
When bright men tutored with gracious cheers !

Meandering along the lee

On this canopied path of time

Stray thoughts often haunt me

Why do I saunter? Wherefore do I go?

There’s silence all around

And a haze

Like never before

 

Did I even try 

When they told me how

Those gentle pushes flew by

Cajoling my sleepy will

I tossed and turned

But slept on still

 

Time has marched on

The news next day morn tell

Outside a youthful airy dawn

rain fresh dew on the grassy dell

You behold startled

The scene dazzles, any which way

While all had made merry

Where were you, I say

 

Now an uneasy calm hangs low

all around, far and near

cascades of concerns overflow

as I linger at the weir

Much studied nonchalance

One may fight to feign

But insides those feelers await

That last mark to attain

Can I tease my fumbling Fate

Or like that chance lost,

Am I perhaps a little too late?

 

Probably I’d feign
When you ask me to laugh
Or maybe I’d give a smile
When all I want to do is cry
Perhaps you’d know
For it certainly won’t reach my eye
But it would hardly matter enough
Doesn’t the world laugh anyway
On the others’ behalf ?

It’s a lesson to be learnt
Getting over the edge
To reach the high
Though it’s a little tough
I’ll admit
To give it a try
At the end of the day
When there’s a sparkle in your eye
Shouldn’t that be enough?

So how does it matter
If I fake it all up sky high
However much my heart weeps
I’ll let my face tell a lie

Come, sing along….

Is that all you are?

A haze in the hearth

A shadow without mirth

Teasing from the shore afar?



Is that all you’ll be?

A face unknown

Like that uncut stone

Lost in the bottomless lee?





Is this a game that you play?

A frenzied hide and seek

In some fancy creek

Unmindful of the the price that you pay?





Surely there’s a happy way out

A steady middle path

Like the heady nectar bath

When you’ll turn breezily about?





And giddy as a bumbling bee

Whirling on that sandy dune

The heart will sing a merry tune

And never ever let you flee

You would curse, if you could

Yet voiceless you stand
at the threshold
terribly flustered
clutching the post of hope
Anxious hearts
thundering aloud
beat under
asking you hows and whys
ignoring reasons
and those ever eternal cries
A dream extravagant
flutters awhile
and soon dies
unable to cope

So please
do not curse
with those grieving eyes
I say
Maybe, just maybe
it wasn’t meant to be
A chance meeting this
on life’s rumbling road
with wishes
that we so greedily hoard
Keen minds have said it
Surely, you’ll know that too
someday