inspiration is everywhere
every breath is an opportunity,
to do more, to say something new,
soul renews, every morning every night,
dispel darkness, let there be light,
sweet or savoury, sumptuous delight,
wherever you look, beauty in sight
silence says nothing, words all the might
write and write, till dawn kisses your pen
Tag Archives: colours
Colours of the night
Summer day just flew
Evening had no clue
Night arranged a heist
Revellers were the crew
Nothing left untouched
Painted red yellow blue
Parties lit up, lewd
Libations and brew
Dancing feet, loud singing
Vivid colours imbue
Canvas
Life canvas
You throw some colours
glitter and ribbons
make it sparkle
Happiness roams free
Soon after
you turn off the lights
Put it in storage
with all other garbage
Like a fake
Christmas tree!!
Changing fortunes
Simple tasks most arduous
Life threatened every way
Escapes are far and few
Nightmares during day
Circumstances sway
Change come soon
Search
Tanned toes on sunny shore
Pebbles, castles, moonlight lore
mon amour, where art thou?
Branding
Recognising humans from what they wear
funny money they spend, consume and care
layers and layers, of incoherent importance
Cosmic colours
Rose petals blush
daffodils bloom
lilies loom
kissing, caressing
those fingers
affection lingers
for eons in surreal
beautiful moments
women are goddesses
shapeshifting odysseys
universe will be empty
humanity nonexistence
futile all resistance
when she smiles
closes her eyes
moves her hair
shows her flair
just bow and kiss
those lips from heaven
Insignficance of being an AB
A Bit of poetry
CaDet of science
Earl of conversations
FlaG of reliance
HI-fiving humanity
JacK of any juggling
LooMing uncertain life
NOn stop giggling
PiQued by ignorance
RuSty in singing
TrUe to his friends
VieWs worth pinging
eXcessivelY Zinging
an AB of everything
Hospitality
We met at the train station, it was so good to see her after such a long time. Her beautiful eyes had hints of longing, slight irritation, stories of years passed between us and some satisfaction to see me in good health. She asked her errand boy to give three beautiful marigold flowers to me one by one, he said to me each time in Urdu ‘yay-lo bhaijan’ which meant ‘take this brother’. We instantly laughed hearing that, knowing at least two other ways to interpret ‘yay-lo’. I was home and life was beautiful. My mother gave me a hug and jail time seemed like a distant past.
Chameleon
Sky, are you blue, is that true?
Depends, says my good old friend
If you are angry and I agree
I could be red with many dead
Don’t be so mad, making me sad
what happens next
I could be pink, in shame I sink
errors of judgement, I blush and blink
Violet the new colour, becomes this blue
Confused without clue
When you are not around
Nowhere to be found
Unable to hear your sound
I get grey, my clouds in tears
Sapiens destroy sister earth
Scared for her, million fears
I am white, the bright knight
cleaning smog, jealousy, spite
I am dark and black, come soon
Light me up, make me laugh
my funny cousin moon
When the king sun arrives
as court jester in space
I spray colours filling my face
to keep him amused, I hope he stays
That’s the story I could tell today
plenty more still, come another day
Perspectives on Life, the Universe and Everything 