AUTUMN BLOSSOM
Sunday, June 29, 2008
COMBO NO. VIII...FIRE DANCERS
"FIRE DANCERS"
The turns and twists...
the swirl and sway....
the beat of these merry
frocked dancers...I say !
shall surely make us happy...
and take our sorrows away !!!
Thursday, June 26, 2008
COMBO NO.VII...JUNGLE LAW
JUNGLE LAW
Man is civil, as he wears clothes,
and has also made some laws
Though it is a different matter,
law courts thrive on loopholes and flaws.
Law of the land is seldom followed
In spirit, leave alone the letter
Each day some new clause is added
But lawyers seem to be getting even better.
This changing scene in man made cities
Is often likened to the jungle law
But if you ever visit a forest
You shall see the error, as I saw :
No one in jungle killed for fun
No one took two, if there was need for one
Jungle life was smooth and in order
There were no bails , no useless stay order
There were no gang lords, no terrorists no dons
There were no role-players, there were no masks to put on !
Wild beasts as we call them have a law that is just
One kills only for food, not for greed, not for lust !
COMBO NO.VI....VIEW FROM MY WINDOW
VIEW FROM MY WINDOW
My window has a view of this world outside
and I am often fascinated by my window.....
My window always looks for possibilities
and it never tires of looking at the world !
My window is my source of joy....
and my window is my ' real window' to the world !
My window is also a canvas....of many hues
and I look out of my window....and marvel at this world !!!
Sunday, June 22, 2008
COMBO NO.V...DESIGN DEFECT
DESIGN DEFECT
Looking at our buildings
I often reflect...
That we've learnt a lot...yet nothing
from nature's architect !
We make rectangular boxes
with straight walls and beams
structurully...may be sound....
but un liveable...it seems ...
Is not possible....
a tree like constuction ?
could be more pleasant
and perform a full function .....!
Can we not think of
buildings with hilly contour
...a solace to the eyes...
housing both rich and poor...
....excerpts from "design defect"
COMBO NO. IV......"TAJ MAHAL"
" TAJ MAHAL "
When I saw the Taj..... yes ! when I first saw the Taj Mahal....
I felt that there was something inside in me ....I wish I could tell...
That wanted to leap out....and scream......
.......yes....it is a dream..... !!!
My inside was in torment....yet in peace of a kind...
My pulse raced......I was spellbound.....but it was
also a happiness.....strange & un defined !!!
Labels:
beauty,
mystic experience,
spell bound,
strange peace,
Taj
Saturday, June 21, 2008
COMBO NO.III...COLOURED VISION
COLOURED VISION
If green is the colour of leaves
It can’t be the colour of envy
If blue is the colour of the sky
How can I ever feel blue
If red is the colour of a glowing sunset
How can red stand for danger
If black is the colour of a starry night
How can black bring bad luck?
If white is the colour of a new born day
It can’t be colour for mourning
All colours reflect life and beauty
Let us not simply colour our vision !!!
Labels:
bias,
coloured vision,
conditioning,
free thinking,
humanism,
myopia,
redefining of isms
COMBO NO. II....WAR AND PEACE
WAR AND PEACE
War has been brought right in your living room
Thanks to the satellites and dishes that mushroom
Now while you sip beer you can see a town burning
The thrills and the chills…with a pickled onion ring
Thousands homeless, helpless you can see from close range
Half-clad kids crying…while your sweat shirt you change
There is a sudden burst and the screen is all yellow
Many have been killed…your phone rings...you say hullo
Then the camera catches a ground to ground missile
You inch a bit closer….and no one survives for a mile
While the war games are on…you dig into your dinner
The meat is very tender…..some burn and many simmer...
It’s a live transmission of a very deadly show
While you yawn and stretch out, how many dead we don’t know !!!
War has been brought right in your living room
Thanks to the satellites and dishes that mushroom
Now while you sip beer you can see a town burning
The thrills and the chills…with a pickled onion ring
Thousands homeless, helpless you can see from close range
Half-clad kids crying…while your sweat shirt you change
There is a sudden burst and the screen is all yellow
Many have been killed…your phone rings...you say hullo
Then the camera catches a ground to ground missile
You inch a bit closer….and no one survives for a mile
While the war games are on…you dig into your dinner
The meat is very tender…..some burn and many simmer...
It’s a live transmission of a very deadly show
While you yawn and stretch out, how many dead we don’t know !!!
COMBO NO. I.... THE BOOK OF TREE
THE BOOK OF TREE
Who am I …I often ask the tree
There is no one else to ask !
Raising my head…taking the leaves…
the branches…and the tree trunk in my field of vision…
I toss up this question…. And the tree simply smiles….
And if you have been through this…
Like me…asking the tree some tough questions…
You’ll know that the tree never gives an answer…
Instead …thousands of leaves…nod and shake…
And the branches too…sometimes sway…
And you get….be only for few moments…
A glimpse of an answer….
You can actually take many leaves…
From the book that is tree !
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