indigoiris’s blog

There was a time
when brilliance paved the way
No More !
Those days of glory,
of sincere notions,
when spirits sweet
tugged at the heart,
are a thing of the past
The clouds that hover
usher unholy storms
In the aftermath
what remains
is a terrible shadow.
For scums,
of the deadliest kinds,
now roam the earth

Maybe another star
will rise one day
And more pearls the oysters bear
to strike anew
a light so white
a spark so bright
that the glow of yore
would shine again
like never before
We await
We thirst
another encore !

What voices are these
in this space so wide
They ramble with me
to shores yonder,
to the depths
of spheres unknown
and forever snuggle
by my side.

O so easy to fall
in this skein divine
I sink,I go under
Let me sojourn
a little while more
This is my abode,
my lay,
I’ll forever call,mine.

Memory….

Bon Jovi at his best…enjoy, folks….

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zxtvHxQllzM

Reaching her side
as my heart cried
I saw life ebbing
in slow motion
that fateful day
 
A haunted look
in the throes of decay

Please ma’am,will you kindly help
this sad wretch, with a penny or two ?
I haven’t had a paltry morsel
for these last days few

Why such state of this lady here
Aloud you rightly wonder
You see, all my luggage’s lost
in that rail I travelled. Some blunder !

Please lend me your ear, ma’am
No, do not turn away
When you finally hear me out
You’d hate to see a soul fall into this fray

They took it all away, you see
My shoes, my trinkets and my books too
And made me a measly beggar
of the royal kind of late, in lieu

They hit me hard, very hard
And Gee ! Now I am all at sea
Don’t really know who I am
Strangely I’ve lost the real me

Where’s my home, my mom,
my dad and my sis, if I had any ?
They linger in my thoughts
in a maze of questions many

I’ve been walking a mile
No, many miles, from days on end
And now I’m mighty weary
of this life, I won’t pretend

So kind ma’am, will you please help
this sad wretch, with a little hope?
And maybe knock her hard too
so with her memory she doesn’t ever grope ?

A wee bit of fun and frolic
I desire, he said
as if planning a war
Life’s a desert, don’t you know ?
An oasis is what I’m looking for
like an entrancing encore

In this strange quest
he put to rest
all the shock and awe
and her jitters
of many years

Did he pause to perhaps ponder
the floodgates he had unplugged ?
Disproving the pundit’s crap
by and by
she did flounder
This wasn’t her scene
yet she did go under

Out of the hospital at last, so what if we have to make those occasional visits…I know the crisis isn’t over yet & that it’s going to be a long haul…but this too shall pass…as they always do…

It’s been over a month now & I’m still counting my blessings…in fact, I do it every moment… Thank God, Thank God, I say, for saving my son…  

I love this song, folks…hope you do too…

Does the moon happily shine
just as bright
on your rooftop
as in mine ?

Do the stars wink at you
playfully donning
the role of a chum
before bidding you adieu ?

And the wind ever so mild
at times brazen,
does it ever whisper
‘Come,for a change,let’s be wild’ ?

Do you hear the violin play
slicing across the lonely shores
to make you dance
in abandon gay ?

Despite these zones so wide
splitting our forms far apart
Don’t you feel like I do
that we by our sides reside ?

This life has a reason kind
A mere ploy to judge and see,
to test us awhile, don’t you know
if thus our souls each other can find ?