(In)Significance

As I try through the looking glass
Nothing.
Colour and camouflage of the street
at a distance, flicker and flash
Alleys and lanes all lead to a beginning of another
Within the hustle and bustle
Existence.
Faces among crowds, paces around corners.
daily death frosted in the eyes of a gazer
A raunchy life chiseled into a lost smile
Shouts and call-outs brewed somehow-
Movement!
Structures of red brick and green windows
staring at humanity!
Cuisines of authenticity or ordinance
a gruel of a thousand lives in one-
Conglomerated!
Focus shifts from one association to the other
The shutter snaps through the truth largely ignored,
an image retrieved is that of a way to accept.
All of frames. Nothing but defeated.
Finger-paint and chocolate wrappers
Beetle spit and smiling hawkers
Collision! One of a kind.

Revealed.

To dust and back.

Iron birds wish to fly
Triangles of them fighting to stay alive
Across the coast.
Heaviest of lights unfolding under one breath
It will all come to a desolate end.
Now that they have disappeared.
A cruel time winter is
Time is stolen from us
Harsh and heaving on those beautiful wings
I stand here and stare at my last fragment of a dream
From rock piles and pebble paintings
I am once again frozen in scream.
Never heard.
From one place to another
From one sky to another
I search for what they call faith.
Assurance embraces me at a window
A silent whisper tells me to go on
An immovable spirit speaks.
Lingers on a while.
Mountains stand for what they believe in
A call to climb
Towards the light, inviting and inciting
The sunshine peeps behind a cloud
Tells me, “ Leave it all behind”
As faith throws open the window
“Let us go then You and I…When the evening is spread out against the sky”

Of Coffee and Us

So you understand.

As that lock of hair drops lazily on my face.

A little to the left maybe.

The thought to capture it in a frame

And you change your mind.
It's time to go. Time to carry on.
A melody springs through and remembrance is achieved.
I'm walking down.
Trying to go yet desperately wanting to stay.
This rain washed evening and the coffee shop remain.
Conversation.

Never Ending as always.
So we caught each other by the corner of our eyes.
Ah!. It has been that way.

All through!!.
And so I smile.
Yet I have no answer when you ask me why.
Someone got his edge back and is ready to win again.
I welcome him back.
After all no one heals faster than you.
Our good-byes are always so short.
Its always been that way.
Yet we know that there is something more which we could have said.
But we don't. Because we are not such people to do so.
And then I take a moment and tell myself
They spoil every love story by saying its gonna last forever

Prince of Red

One thousand eyes blink.
A crooked smile reflects, endlessly.
Distorted memories staring from the shards.
Pendulum.
Keeping the constant time.

He didn't cry for the races
it seemed before his time.
Once more the runs come afresh; prevailing.
He didn't cry for the placings
too far away to mind
He didn't cry for the princess
even thought he knew.."she could be mine!"
Laughter.
Once again.

Mistake.

Something is undone. Unfulfilled.
Unheard.
Rain and scribbles, thought and smoke.
All stuck up on a tattered parchment
But you never know..........they'll just come alive.
Again.
There is no need to follow rules.
Heh. Right.
Answer me.
Somehow.
Thoughtful and simple.
Quiet and Complicated.
I'm there somewhere. I wish not to be heard.
My innocent hopes contrived.
Faceless.
Mirrored and returned to nothing.
Its all a flashback.
Roads and reels
Lightening and Doors.
I dont think of the Black and White.
Keep it away.....far away from my sight.
Peace long forgotten.
Indeed.

Caught up

Sometimes I'm not certain why you bother.
Do you at all?
Sometimes I don't know what I'm thinking of
Far from it, I really can't say why.
Falling from an edge, unheard and uncared
Hazel and dreamy, I can't hear the words said.
Eventually you' find the voice, though there would be no place for dreams.
A moment for reflection. Wait and watch.
I'm actually rummaging for an answer.