Connection was strong at first.
Then the signal weakened.
Toot... toot...
The line became busy,
Until it was out of coverage.
So, not to disturb,
It was archived.
No more notifications.
No more waiting.
No more checking.
The promises
And the future they imagined
Became corrupted.
System failure.
Then...
Connection lost.
The error...
Was never her.
It was zero one two
Five nine three
To restart again... Then...
No more unknown errors
After the four one eight
The call ended.
She smiled.
The last good thing...
She shut down
The memories.
And finally...
She rebooted
Her life
Nine three eight six goodbye...
Four seasons ago my life was rebooted
A year process for it to be completed
Here are my learnings from the constant upheavals
Stop being against yourself for you have enough adversaries
Society is hellbent and fixated on life’s outcomes
Try more to focus on the process and its jewels
Faith in what you cannot see is eternal
Faith in what you can see is temporal
Whatever happened to you is either a gift or lesson
Rejoice evermore and do not let envy be your weapon
Forget riffs of regrets
But
To the hilt
We tilt to
Inbuilt lilt
A guilt quilt
Can jilt & wilt
But
No tiffs with what ifs
Won’t let you fret
Circumspect.. I find
Older you get
Bet..more honest…more kind
Care more..know more
Late bloomer rumour
Embraces candour...humour
Respect velvety vagaries
Traces of reflect
Suspect future’s the tutor
Detect serendipity the suitor
Evolution..glints of revolution
Pip that convoluted New Year’s tip
Genuinely don’t genuflect
No sorrow...deflect hints
Of mooted rebooted resolution
Suspect Tomorrow might
Be your best day yet!
Pounding each key
like a Fender Rhodes
the computer bent and wailed
Bits and bytes
of encrypted language
messages derailed
Memory freezes
last chance rebooted
restart zero-sum
The riff uncapped
its printout fading
—typeface on the run
(The New Room: 8/6/2023)
When I am gone,
in winter's timeless hibernation,
what will you be doing
with this sanctifying place
in time's healing space
refueling mortal rememory?
When you peer here
in summer's eternal play
what could I begin feeling
in such sadly glad sanctifying
pre-winterizing grace
In spacious golden
compassioned imaginations,
thoughtfully rebuilt
green cooperative restorations
Softening fear of sacred matriarchal loss
and not enough attention
Anger's trauma scars
replaced with AnthroHope
we might, one day,
receive EarthMother's
health and safe wealth dope
honorable midsummer mention
Fair-weathered
and rich-soiled
divinely humane
transtheistic rooted
polyvagal neuro-systemic structure
rebooted
Bilaterally reset
to sacred indigenous Win/Win
summer/winter
anticipating souls.
Used to be a steady sound of static
Endlessly emitting from my heart
Couldn't find the right station
Honestly didn't know where to start
Itching to open a line of communication
Linking my mind with my body
Time to fine tune the frequency
Ready for a new wavelength to embody
Retooled, recalibrated, and rebooted
Signal now coming in crystal clear
Need to keep my finger on the pulse
To make sure distractions don't interfere
Now that I'm up and running
Let me lend some bandwidth to you
Make sure to attune your antenna
Let’s flip the channel to something new
We all share the same airwaves
Continuously connected through time and space
Try your best to transmit positive vibes
Broadcasting our rediscovered grace
Beneath stars, moon crescent
friends naughty, decent
agreed to meet in an instant
no agenda, no time limit
no titles, no inferiority insult
all candid, all explicit
all soaking in buddy spirit
Emotions unlocked
Memories rebooted
Serotonin unleashed
Life battery recharged
Enthusiasm rejuvenated
Bliss Therapy engulfed
Personal grief relegated
Pure joy elevated
Friendship incense burnt
fragrant smoke spiralled
enveloped stars, moon
stars winked, moon blushed
signalling our re-union
no less than their constellation
Stars re-aligned, formed pattern
In sky flashed divine visual, a lesson
'Friends are heartbeats, keeps you alive'
__________________________________
© Dr Hitendra Mehta
Rebooted and reestablished ready to go,
This is a new me and a new season.
No idea what’s waiting for me,
All I know is to fully trust you,
This is my reset moment,
My perspective has been changed.
I cast my worries by the wayside,
Take them away with the ocean tide.
I’m about to win the lottery,
Claiming all that’s in store for me.
Your word is alive inside of me,
Outcast my fear linked with change.
Nerves won’t hold me back this lap,
I’m going all out around the track.
I’m preparing for a new journey,
One door closes a new one opens.
The lust of money is the want of power to buy anything
Or anyone just for fun and toss it in the trash
Poverty escapes you, desires are cheap, love is for a price
Buy it just because, sell it just for, need it never did
How or why are for lessers, failure is a tax deduction
Mistakes only a write off, you can never be too rich
Purchase eternity with wealth, control the world
A conscience exist for the needy, money begat money
The world is your playground, borders are for the poor
Globalism makes life cheap, technology rules
Boredom is the new sin, shame but a game
If the day goes bad erase it, with enough money
Tomorrow is but yesterday rebooted.
Let me take you on a journey
To a place between forth and
Fifth dimension
An empty space
that leads to hearts
made of lace
but are
as strong as
spider silk.
A place where bodies
lie perpendicular
and minds more like
vehicles. Mouths open
and muted as our bodies
are rebooted. Houston
You should see this
The view is so spectacular
using this type of vernacular
Watching my world
unfold before me.
Indeed, indeed
Enlisting in the Space Force
was a Jedi's destiny.
The quiet of the night, is God’s whisper
Its darkness is our soul’s mirror
There is a renewed intimacy with the earth
As the world rests with peaceful breathes
Insects are hissing and the wind whistling
As nature is quiet to hear us breathing
The dogs are howling, the insects are chirping
The cocks are crowing, as the day is lurking
Then suddenly the night stops whispering
The cocks crow more desperately
Flashing and vibrations, as alarms buzz
I hear the world, I hear the cars
Their screeching tires and screaming sirens
Rumbling heavy automobiles and trains
Rebooted engines at smoking factories
Pacey footsteps heading to their stores
Burning and grinding nature to bareness
Ringtones and beeps, continuously calling us
With all of these sounds we lose awareness
Of the land, water and air, holding us
The sound of the world is nature’s cry
When humans wake up, nature dies
9/14/17
Televisions getting muted
Signals getting lost or boosted
Meanwhile people hooted
Brooded and continually feuded
Was not one to make my drinks diluted
Made me snooze quick or feel rebooted
Having solutions
Handling problems without saying "Houston"
Already proven
Am only human
Not trying to jeopardize the world, because I don't want to see it ruined
Those that were undisputed
At one point or another, got uprooted
Who are you trying to kid
Hating is all that you did
Making sure, I soon win
And that I doom him(them)
Somewhat reclusive
Yet elusive
Not one to make excuses
Or rely on ruses
If you want to be intrusive
Then in the end, the evidence will be inconclusive
Went with and against the blueprints
How I meant to do it
Am one of the truest
With my music
Some folks scrooges
And others stooges
Grandma wore occasional brooches
Mom said boy stop being foolish
And so stupid
Took some cruises
Throwing up Deuces
Burdened waves slow motioned,gently lift tired eyelids-whispers.
Speaks an incomprehensible raspy language to subconscious;
Mind unaware,eyes chained to where blue meets azure.
Mourning waves wailing past sorrows unforgettable.
Scorching sun above witness, time's healing ointment
Calms sloshing, turns to gurgling, frothing & silence.
Waves' heights mark decibels, joy & pain quantified,expressed.
Wisened serene waters meditate,singing soothing hymns
To lone hearts seeking life's meanings in the abstract.
Descending blanket of darkness muffles frolicking surf.
Agony laden screams, writhing to escape clutch of terrors
Unknown. The blue deepens, murky black leaves sea affected.
Penance of shouting, weeping & sobbing at the altar
Of solitude, fruits into return of pristine innocence.Rebooted.
Burdened waves slow motioned,gently lift tired eyelids-whispers,
Carriers of secret messages,unheard stories & salty tears.
Caressing sleeping ears, rise,rise to the sounds of the sea.
Rise...rise soon for a new Blue Ballad lies in wait.
-©Viraj Shah 30.11.2013
Like an accursed
child That has
refused her mother's
womb peace We
hear slogans of agenda
Dangling in the
lips Of our
rebooted acolytes Of
directlionless leaders
chewing their mouths like
kolanut lost in a journey of
an aborted
marriage This
several seasons like
abiku,our ears host
agendas that dumps us in
regenerated darkness
while dollars transforms to
mountains in coded swiss
bank accounts
Hour glass pours so slow, I wonder if the hour knows
I challenge a thought to pass out my mind, and take form through my mouth
Dancing in the beginning of the rush of feeling felt of something new
Drowning when I realized that the colors of paint were still wet and dripping on me
Endless was the craving; wanting for more, less, then yelling to stop
Needing to grasp a legde that I knew I threw myself over
Poundering now, when I look at the mask that just left this face and returned
Leering at this body that has just rebooted it self back to normalcy
All I want is an answer, but the page written has already been torn
Cowardice makes me do the same, but my writing never stops sinking
Erasing it won't make it go away, so I must endure it in my hidden place...
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