I had been feeling
In my childhood
Though I enjoyed their chirp
Of these little birds
How much they disturbed
During my time of studies…
They made their nests
As the best of builders
With architectural perfection
And pristine beauty
Within each window
Of my house those days
Dark brown-black bib male
Light brown, no black bib, female
Chirping and chattering
Like lovers
Romantic
Is it not?
They spread plant seeds.
The scientists say
They make
Climates around us flourish.
Weather professionals say
They are eco-friendly.
Of late -
I found them decreasing in number.
They said:
It's owing radiations.
I felt sad.
Though I understood everything
Lately -
I found one struggling to fly.
Amidst a gigantic dust storm
Wings broken
Struggle for existence
It could not feel fittest
Once I was innocent, my brain was cleansed of toxicity. My thoughts were watched, monitored, and edited so that my innocence would last.
Once I was quiet because I thought that if I didn’t speak, I would not make a mistake, but we all know no one is perfect so that didn’t last very long.
Once I was lost in a deep sea of regret. It’s waves too big for me. It’s current too strong for me. It’s depth too deep for me. It dragged me under the surface. I almost drowned. Almost.
Once I was confident. Every step I took made people glare in envy. Every word I spoke released shivers of confidence. Everything I touched shuddered at my radiations. Nothing stood in my way, nothing blocked my confidence, I would hold onto it, hug it forever. But then forever fell apart.
Wisdom
A candle burning in a peaceful and tranquil state,
In its flicker, reflect on past and present, successes and mistakes,
In its glow, absorb the radiations of actions and thoughts,
With it light many candles, share the wisdom in its pure and powerful state.
As a child, I imitated elders,
Parents words of wisdom still dictate my life,
Speak words which does not hurt others,
Appreciate good in others,
Knowledge teaches, Wisdom listens.
Gather some wisdom thru experimentation,
Explore new ideas and bold imaginations,
Help solve past problems, and create new hope for the future,
It is a wisdom gained and never denied.
Starlight strata light
In quantum isolations
theoretical bridges crossing
Black as night Space deep personified
Tracing the membrane cosmic your intercourse
Of deities suicide
Divinities burn, zero moments zero-sum of silence quiet brilliant strata light
turning the black to a brilliant white
This the night of infinite symmetry
Cosmic oscillations bridge the burning night
Three seconds to midnight
Starlight strata light
In quantum isolations
theoretical bridges crossing
Black as night Space deep personified
Arcing in the deepest of space
Oscillations and radiations
burn through oblivion’ void
Robotic!
Courageous, fearless and Inquisitive guy!
Wild and free, I would be,
Self-propelled intelligent tool.
Pacing through the darkness!
Screeching the storms and meteorites!
Defeating radiations and wandering free!
Travelling silently through the space!
Bouncing on the moon!
Spinning around the blackholes!
Exploring the Sun, when benumbed with the cold.
Yellow, red, orange, blue and green,
Leaving footprints where ever I go!
Sensing the spirits and greeting Aliens,
I would be a bug who loves to explore.
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Absorbing radiations and burping flare
Oh! pardon me for my shine
Luminous light of the mighty father,
The creation of heaven
and the fall of man,
Given powers, the hand i couldn't reach,
The hidden strings of the puppet master!
Elemental force,
strongest at my atoms than protons
Casting light building spectrums,
Perceiving the world;
the colour wheel,
Absorbing energy from the wild winds
And reflecting radiations,
A body as a temple;
A mind of a seer
And my visions are prophecies,
Decorated my temple with the finest garments;
jewels and marbles,
Ye be marveled at the sight of prosperity.
SPACE AND TIME
the distance real far
light years away far from me
galaxies moons and suns
radiations rays
life inorganic and stain
terrestrial dew
rainbow shine so bright
morning, noon, evening night rain
galaxies near in site
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Sunrise sunshine, sunlit sunsets
Radiant radiations radiantly radiating
Wonder-filled wonders, wonderful wonderings
Dreamily dreaming; dreamy dreamers
I see a flame burning in a river
I see a rainbow twinkling in the sky
I see the moon throwing moonly radiations
I see a fish, rather at the high.
Yes, I see the world upside down!
I sleep at noon, I wake at night
I sleep by sitting, I sit by lying
I sleep with my almirah serving as my bed
I sleep only in the daylight’s shed.
Yes, I see the world upside down!
I befriend the lizard
I detest rabbit
I blow up my chair
And the water I’d kick
Yes, I see the world upside down!
I know you from the bottom
Unamused by your ‘out’
I know what you think
Ignoring up your shout.
Yes, I see the world upside down!
I could see anything, what you hides
I could sense the truth behind your ‘pleasant’
I could see you fooling, hiding your smiles
Beware of me whenever I am present.
‘Coz, I see the world upside down!!!
Donning my sailors cap, coconut and pinapple shirt; first class ticket in times brochure....
Shutting down the nuclear physics branch and structures while as catching a flight unto
Heavens isles whereupon its beach I shall lie that, serenities surf may wash over the moon
Its beams enwrapping the sun; as dolphins sing, sea lions play and ships sail away ~
Their gallies adrift atop the open waters unto the ends of the world and beyound
Its distant edge, disappearing into the abyss of a life that was; radiations wavelengths
In coastal tides of sacrilegious; coursing through this flesh and bones and blood
Crest to crest; confusions fallout amid collaterals infusions brushing, acrylic dragons....
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....“Here, On Gilligan's Three Mile Island” ~
Incarcerated soul in ribcage of slaughtered fate
Obsessive saw penetrates secret catacombs of meltdowns
Poetic seascape showing radiations of a human skull -
A cranial Kabuki Mask spreads uncertainty over the Pacific...
Yesterday was innocence,
I was healthy, fine
At today's diagnosis meeting
They said, "There’s tissue not benign"
I don't feel changed; I am the same
With stress my strength is spent
In endless spiraling wondering...
About future events
Are changes imposed? Warranted?
Should I tell my friends to reveal?
How can I think and talk about
What to me is not yet real?
Intrusive tests scheduled each day
I submit 'tho I abhor
Technicians' tough and callous ways
As my fears they just ignore
I submit without a murmur
As physicians plan and direct
A regimen lacking nurture
Radiations killing affect
Destroy cancer cells precisely
Leave others whole and intact
My system is prodded; jolted
Uncertain how to react
Funny 'tho; the sun's still bright,
I smell the grass to calm
The flowers bloom, people come to love
As though to block the harm
I discover a legion of friends
Processing thoughts the same
We live with uncertainties wondering
Who there is to blame?
When devils look at with their own eyes
that man has destroyed hills and mountains,
burnt forests and rice fields,
poisoned rivers and seas,
polluted the blue sky by dangerous radiations,
littered his own cheerful life and longing heart
with drugs and disgusting lifestyle,
killed each other,
spat on Heaven and urinated on Hell,
ridiculed his own Lord,
raped fairies
and stripped gods to the skin,
They are really in a hurry to run away
from getting involved in
and will not accept any responsibilities
for such doings.
Even the devils are so worried about
what will happen to man’s fate
for it does not ever occur to them at all
to do like what man has done.
Never.