Each fine day I wake up
In the dark silver horizon
When He unites
The soul with my carapace
That day I pass by with little thought
Of it being another shot
To ladder up my rank
To swim one more mile
Like in a reverie with little worries
I walk on the rope of life
Each moment squandered in wishes
Ephemeral to the core!
Eating to the core!
When the desert herb wishes shrunk
In the unending dunes of life
Awoke my squint eyes to the full
I see beyond the mirage, values
Of magnanimous hues
Deep down through mind’s eye
Enlightened by the heaven’s light
No other but by the sacred scripture
Ameliorating each atom to the best!
Now no more would I be fastidious
For to view life through the bird’s eye
Is ever more educational
In glee thus, I submit my being to thee
My Owner! My Master!
Once a bulb lit in his head.
Hopes arose for a greener planet.
Electrified, it charged high,
And bursted open the dark chains.
That had stiffened his thoughts.
Then, like a bull it gored the matador.
And butted the prison wall.
Many mouths gaped in wonder.
Solidarity once again did miracle.
And humanity celebrated its victory
As history got embellished in golden ink.
Then a mistake,
Alas! A mistake!
It mistook diamond as another stone.
Kicked it and lost the way.
Trampling new lands without a loadstar.
In the hope of a freedom.
It never reached ‘the garden’.
Tired of fishing around.
Ethics became a forlorn artefact.
Tampered, his own self.
And the scale, imbalanced!
A void, thus appeared.
Guiled by the cotton candy.
‘The garden’ vaporized from his mind.
The sweet candy became,
His new raison d’être.
By and by, ‘the garden’, now a hinterland for him.
Faded, and curtains fell over it.
His world shrunk.
His aim belittled.
His-self became his cage.
His wings never grew.
He never flew,
In the enthralling canopy.
To feel the freedom.