Monday 30 May 2016

Surreal Day!



Waking up to an alarm
rather than the sweet rebuking voice of your mother
is one of the worst things to feel
when one wakes up for morning walk.

Nature being so silent
no activities, nothing…
Birds sitting calm and quiet,
when the morning sky used to
be filled with songs of joy!
 
Cuckoo restless, a chase it is, round and round,
Humidity at its height...
One returns home, not fresh,
but with a burdened soul!
Reflection of which being…
a swollen face and sunken eyes!

Finishing up the morning chore
heavy as if, would burst open it felt!
Trying to get a grounding connection...
why, it felt nothing at all!

A dagger, as if has been lurking in air
splitting open a galaxy of stars…
And, when you sit in front of totality
blessed to feel the shower of light!

Headache as if, soon it left
9 o’clock as the bell struck!
Believe or don’t believe it at all
faith makes everything possible in now!

Restless the soul, like cuckoo it felt
Alone, all alone, wanted to be left!
Reading a chapter, origin of novel…
Carbon, Kekule and Ouroboros it was
the life in circle it is...
repeating, re-repeating itself!

Deja vu many, when it is in a day
surfing the life, an adventure,
as if soul is through…
Solace it is, to talk to kind souls
Echo, re-echo of some past life
as if has been disclosed!
 As one listens to Beethoven "Solacis..."
Ball dance, a hall, "Bella of Grace"
can be heard...
Alive! Alive it was and surreal...

Round and round she makes the move,
“Ah! Beauty! Here it comes..."
Exclamation in whisper,
felt by soul, deep down!

At evening, a feeling of shock as if washed with
every muscle, every vein split open as if!
What a gory sight to have perceived...
Shrieking, helplessly aloud,
a moment, and everything shut down!

Food as if a far call,
wanting to eat nothing at all…
but when one does, it feels all wrong
better to have lived without it after all!
What are this vision one see
sometimes in galaxy, sometimes in words
dance and mirth, or accident of some sort!
Why isn’t anything new anymore?
Repetition of life, of such grandeur!


Pic Courtesy: Google

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