Directions

Never ending blades of grass across,
Thousands of kilo metres,
Hundreds of trees spread along,
The beautiful land features,

The sky filled with dark clouds above,
But for a window into time,
The brown leaves dance below,
To the powerful cosmic chime.

Lives and things, all transported,
To the future and into the past,
Do you believe they are only mirrors,
Only the present will ever last?

I write while I'm in my present,
Will you read it in the future?
Or will it still be 'now' to you
Willt Time or Space be your teacher?

A Proposal

The rising sun beyond the sea,
The rose that blooms along,
The rustling leaves, the waking tree,
The bird that sings a song ,

The setting moon behing the clouds,
Waves hitting the shore with might,
The whispering wind singing aloud,
Eyes of the owl that preys at night,

With all respect, to you oh Lord,
These creations are not your best,
There is a vision that has evolved,
Setting a benchmark for the rest,

Oh lady your beauty is beyond compare,
To all in heaven and Earth,
Accept my love, oh lady so fair,
Giving meaning to my birth.

Full Mental - How Kavi lost her brain

Kavi, Kavi, my dear friend,
Tell me, Tell me, are you not in pain?
Why do you answer with the typical laugh,
It makes me think, have you lost your brain?

Maybe that's the reason why,
You end up acting like this,
But tell me, how did you end up, Kavi,
In this highest state of bliss?

Did you have a fall when you were young,
And forget your fallen brains,
Or did you just not find it because,
It was but the size of a small rice grain?

Or did you attempt a tight rope walk,
Walking not ahead, but behind,
Alas, to lose your balance,
Not physical, but of the mental kind?

Or maybe you found it heavy,
While you were still in your mother's womb,
Remembering just as they pulled you out,
That your brains are not with you,

Poor doctor what did he know,
That when you cried as you came outside,
It was not just of the normal kind,
But for having kept your brains aside

But whatever be the reason Kavi,
That you act the way you do,
We still love you just as much,
Because you make us laugh too.

Echo

Standing at the very edge,
Right above the valley,
Shouting out into the air,
Waiting to hear an echo.

But all that I hear is the wind,
Howling into my ears,
Screaming from all directions it is,
Moist and brimming with tears

"The voice shall not call back", it screams,
"Only a loss shall you incur"
But it is difficult for me to move on when,
The sight is so spectacular.

Untilted

I imagine a world, out of this world,
Where I can see new things,
Where the donkey will bray in a musical tone,
Where even the crow can sing.

Where the birds shall swim in waters so clear,
They reflect the stars above,
Where day shall take the place of night,
To the rat, the lion shall bow.

The fish can walk or fly up high, but,
They don't prey on the birds,
'cause all the fights and quarrels et al,
Are settled through kind words.

Musical instruments in the air make
Everything sound so sweet,
And peace abounds because they use the
Language of love to greet.

Promise

Suppose that you stop talking,
To me some day my friend,
In spite of the promise,
That our friendship will never end.

Maybe you have decided,
To travel the journey alone,
Making new friends for yourself,
Now that you have grown.

You may then not want me,
You may then scold me foul,
You may utter such words,
That shame the wise old owl.

Despite this when time comes,
When you face a storm unkind,
When all the friends you just made,
Take shelter leaving you behind,

It'll perplex you to notice,
That you'll still sail safely through,
For I'll still keep my promise,
Without needing an effort from you.

Money

You walk down the street,
A kid just smiles at you,
The sight of it makes your day,
So, do you pay him too?

Answer this question and I'll have,
A thousand more to ask,
Because friends don't get paid,
For every single task.

I help you when you need it,
Expecting nothing in return,
But you have mocked my feelings,
By handing me money for what I've done.

Maybe you must understand that,
Its not about settling scores,
For, to repay a friend there are,
A million ways and more.