Sunday, September 26, 2010

My Experiments With Ironies

Do you remember....

The sobriety of drunken nights

And bonhomie of that fight

The mute tides

Do you remember....

The dark sunbathed balcony

And the glittering shadow under the mahogany

The bustling melancholy

Do u remember....

The lonesomeness in that crowd

And transparency of the shroud

The warmth of the rusted bench

Do u remember....

The sweaty winters

And the equally shivering summers

The exhilarating silences at night

Do you remember....

The meaningful stares into the space

And awkwardness in the fast pace

The craving for that stress

Do you remember....

The ephemeral solutions

And the significance of your ambulation

The carelessness in that precision

Do you remember

The strangeness of your home

And mild familiarity with the dreams

The knife-edge of that petal

Do you remember....

The sheer absurdity in definitions

And the ever changing constants

The futile circles made by the clock hands.

Dilemma, Freedom and Other Assorted Emotions

Standing at the crotch of forked paths
The brain whirs and the vision blurs
The shoulders are heavy with load
Trapped inside the snake's jaw, like a toad

Calm down, think straight
Fuck destiny, choose your own fate
Left path, fenced with barbed wire all along
Trimmed grass and pruned trees
Safe and stable at every furlong

Right one looks wild and thrilling
No fences to keep you on the course
Freedom is your thing, it fits the billing

Freedom, hard to define but easy to confine
Easy to deride but hard to justify
For the millions of crotches that may lie ahead
To cut through the maze of delusion and haze
Freedom must always be the shining blade.