They sway in the wind
Spineless way folding where it may
Bow down to everything
Insignificant thousand million together
A few amidst them are aloof
Stand up in reckless ambition
Cut down to save your foot
Pruned to base everyday
A thousand million they all are
Spreading distance wide and far
Each blade of jade
Joined at base they are one
Reaching out under the brown
Trampled on every way
They live to see another day
I had posted it in another blog .... for want of doing anything better in life, am posting here as well .........so here it goes:
The cloud that fell behind me -
I know it's not like that meant to be
But hear o ye of short attention
Read on without mind matter or tension -
And so i carry on about the cloud
Which fell from above without a shroud;
"It's dead" all of the crowd around it said
"Look how oddly twisted is it's head!"
"Come on it's bound to be like that,
'Coz it's the tail not the head you're looking at!"
Said other; "mind ye of fickle observance"
Challenged other,"is so"said the first"then for deliverance
Let's have a toss to decide the loss
And the loser shall have to eat this moss"
So saying he produced a most revolting thing
Of a shocking green that I have never seen
"Agreed" other, thinking not twice,
"All present here are witness to any vice
Should this man attempt to make the toss biased,
And be he punished as long as desired."
Thus said the terms a coin was out,
And chosen was one to be the tosser from the crowd,
"Here goes" cried he as the coin he flung,
All present followed the flight along they whose fates hung.
A long flight was it, long before down it came;
The faces up squinting , the tiptoes became lame -
But lo behold all when it did came down
It fell on none other but the cloud it was bet on;
"That's grave" said all " we cannot hence search
For the coin; who knows on whom the cloud spirit shall perch"
"Let's leave, no use pondering more
On the doubt; best left for the experts who shall come afore"
Went they on their way, never looking back twice;
And for sure it was all really very nice.
Now a question for sure you'll ask
"What was the point of reading this all fools' task?"
To be sure i thought so when i did start to write
With this pen and the pages bought with the dollar i did retrieve
When the cloud moved away ... you know Darjeeling
The blokes never heard the clouds the altitude that bring!
Now who be i and what i get from this blatant piece of shit
Well I'm here to turn ye all who read this - lunatic.
I followed them
A turn and a smile
"Where were you all this time?
We were all concerned!"
Was all that came out.
They moved on.
I stood beside them
A look forlorn on my face -
A story, no, a feeling to share
A consolidation needed; so rare -
They carry on their frolicking
Not a glance do they spare.
I go wandering all alone
A call should come for sure
"We're are planning this and that
Wanna join?"
I stare at the blank screen
I strain my ears for the ringtone -
The disappointment drowns it out.
Who I thought to be with me till end
The ones I would share my life with
The ones who would be there at every bend
The support to catch everytime I fall in
Why do they look straight through me
Do I not exist anymore?
Head blank ...
Dropped like a plank;
No movement allowed -
Stillness bestowed -
Stoical to food
No matter the mood ...
Ninety five percent water
In dynamic equilibrium rather -
Confusion absent
But the colour permanent
From head to feet ...
Feeling like a bedsheet ...
for the records ... let this be archived
This john has been diced.
