Understand

Weathered hearts bear the ocean

In it
Life rekindles

Through it

Secrets tunnel

And with it
Love beats a twirling lullaby

 

25 June 2013

This



Sorting the black from white in grey areas
Overloading static
Meddling in the mediocre
These amazing gifts
Of a blind soul
As if dead without
And dying within
Of pointless memories
Of made up futures

Hanging branches await in a distance
Out of sight
Over the waters swaying in a blissful breeze

How gracious the grey in this art
Where all things heal again
Without sorting
And where meddling and mediocre
Finds its glory

Again

This…

Star Dust on Waves

 

Passions  adrift

Currents aloof

If they would latch on to only One

Maybe Five to be greedy…

What kingdoms  await?

Mitra 2013,Jan 6

Through the valley…

Mind of musical chairs
Sometimes letting others sit
Often, kicking chairs away

Circling, mocking, laughing, Hyenas
Feeding
When the games are over

The carcass allows--
Eventually
Everything really ends.

 

 

Mitra 2012,Nov 6