Monday, December 22, 2008


At every fork,
A candid question,
Two answers.

One leading away,
One leading to,
But only one in the end.

After one life,
Many, one answers,
Destination deviates.

Where am I?
Who am I?
Why am I?

New questions,
No answers,
Just Doubting...

"In a minute there is time for decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse." -- T.S. Eliot

Monday, December 8, 2008

Confined - I

Gagged and bound,
not worthy of water,
six feet underground.

Not in death,
buried in life,
grasping for breath.

Trying hard, still,
hoping for escape,
before the final kill.

Ceasing all motion,
praying for rescue,
complete inaction.

Lying in wait,
air thinning out,
Is this my fate....

“With relish and delight, you continually bite at the bait; you are trapped, you fool - how will you ever escape?” -- Guru Granth Sahib

Thursday, December 4, 2008

Fragments - II

Walking through the park,
Cold winds my plight,
Stopping for sunlight.

Doing my homework,
Thinking who was right,
yet enjoying the fight.

Standing on the roof,
darkness in spite,
lost in thought, all night.

At the diner,
My hands despite,
the fork on the right.

Cheering my team,
with all my might,
defeat in sight.

At the funeral,
Flames, red, bright,
A tear, down my right.

In the tube,
Up, to alight,
To a standers delight.

--to be continued...

"There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle." - A. Einstein