Turning your eyes to distant stars,
You witness infinity spinning as it has
Aeons upon aeons before you were born,
Orbits and memories, oceans and dust.
Wherever you are, but a speck,
An ambulatory grain, sparkling, alive,
Epitome of the momentary
Whether a witness on a Vientiane roof,
An ancient observatory in Beijing
Or some sandy step in Samarqand
Your true tale
One amid seemingly endless stories
No less, no more than any other.
Dare you speak of identity and legacies?
May as well debate the dreams of spinosaurs!
And yet we sing, defying our future silence,
The vast eternities pending
Knowing our yawning cosmos has been
Changed by far less long before
And perhaps once again
With the same ease as a Sunday sabaidee.
Categories:
vientiane, adventure, appreciation, creation, humanity,
Form: Free verse
Kim shared a room with a tiger
Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty
24th December, 2014
Kim shared a room with a tiger
He was from Niamey of Niger
They sang La Nigérienne
In this hotel Vientiane
And they dreamt the dream of Eiger
Categories:
vientiane, funny,
Form: Limerick