The language of Silence

I waited, patiently - as time ticked by, (1:11 PM)
Driven by intellect - attempt to find words
Amidst the buzz, the confusion - the noise
Earnest to absorb, hear what you - had to say

The seconds gave way to long minutes
Weariness began to take hold, oblivious
Perked up my ears, filtering clear sounds
I quest your voice, amidst the resonance

Time? I smile, I know now how long I did wait,
A soft sad smile breaks across my jaded face...
I see now - that you speak naught, and left was I
To dance to your tune, that you play soft in silence (1:19PM)


Manas Moothedath
12 Apr 2014

Agni

It started, barely a flicker

Swaying softly as it grew

It knew not hitherto who it be

Until it took form and grew aglow

The nights sky softly shines - sapphire blue

As she bore sole witness, amist changed hues

It continued to grow, quietly - with swift ease

The darkness began to thaw, overpowered

Little spots of a realm afar spattered over the sky-light up

Smiling down at the soft dancing, now blue flames

The bluish-white little waves of fire, evolve unnoticed

Taking new form, making it more than just an 'it'

The warm soft rays, iridescent - startled the dark,

Drawing out life, from the moist borders of gloom… 

They swarmed by the hundreds, amidst the light

Devoid of colour/form or shape, heed to the fire 

The flames (now a he) grew stronger and swift

He moved now, slowly but surely ahead

Charring to a crisp, all that ever did come near he

A path of black lay on his trail, while onward moves he

With time, the seemingly frozen horrific black corpse

Quivers softly in the wind, and it begins to fleck off

Warm drops of rain drizzle down, and then pour away

Washing away the black, creating a little black pool 

The cold makes them shiver, and gingerly move, 

Until the warm blood, wakes them up - alert…

They blink - arise, and look at each other… 

Raptured by the colours, the shapes - the lines

Time-cycles, in a world without cycles… ticks on

They say he's pure, that he bears no malaise

Such power that consumes all that does touch,

But is not the beginning, the end, the end the dawn?

  

Phoenix

The silence - pindrop, prods at me softly (8:20PM)

Ticking me gently, I shake off my revery…
Try do I, to hide behind a curtain of deceit
But alas - life dictates judgement, inclement


I shut my eyes tight, try hard to look within
The strength to accept, forsake deceptive pride
I could trick the countless perceptions outside
But no more -  can I commit to my ego, perjure

I am, I'm certain not much worse for my kind…
Ask I - Is redemption too harsh? Judgement fair?

The answer is clear, before the question asked
What stick do you use to measure thy deeds?

You are - no , I am - what choices leave me to be
Choices of ghosts past, already entwined with fate 
Seeps in realization, for the only residual choice… 
Accept trepid days bygone or embittered turn a blind eye 


This crossroad of life, I quickly find - holds familiar foul
For this not be the first time, fate did profess this sight
But I sense a difference, within - desire, a desperate grasp
I am armed this time - with the sense of loss, true cognition


I know what I must, but again - still obscure lies the path
Muster the courage I must,  to survive this path - uncouth
The hardest step in my sight is the one of true induction
To skin oneself to bare bones and absolve - the past


Liberate the little child inside,  who still weeps cloaked
Let flow the warm tears as they cleanse the decay
Hunt down as he flees, the two-faced charlatan…
Ignite his lies, with the soft white flames of hope inside


As I watch the gleam in his eye, the fading malaise
He crumbles and falls - a puddle of soft grey ashes.
I await now - for a glimpse, a semblance of the soul
Await for the inception, ascend from the embers (9:44 PM)

Perspective

I wake up - my breath a little short (9:04AM)

I know as I look up - what comes next

My eyes ache, ever so slightly 

The head throbbing, sleep overdose

My feet touch the cold floor - it pushes back

A quiver slips down my spine, instant unease

I stand in the shower, warm water tricking down

Can't shake the unease, sense of deja vu overdose

I smile softly, nay not joy, not happiness but a grin

A cold, forced glare of teeth that shone eerily 

For I'd had enough of the monotony, the pretence

It was time to change, break the comfort of 'known'

I look around me at the life that I have ended up with… 

The seemingly bright shades begin to fade - reveal 

What lies beneath the bright paint, the real deal… 

I shake my head, clearing the sounds of the bells… 

My eyes flit across all the things that I had deemed worthy

The brightest of lights, lose colour by the second, slowly, surely

A deep breath takes away the smell of roasted coffee, fresh bread

I move on, towards the tangent of my sight away from the diminish

Time slows, for what seems like days - I walk on… determined

I feel the fatigue catching up with me, sense of loss draining me 

The whispers continue now, fainter by the second.. sight gives away

I fall softly to the floor - feel the weakening of my senses as I give way

My fingers sift through the moist soil, as I push myself up… 

A deep breath leaves me with the smell of the earth - the ground

Words echoes out to me from the dark in a faint soft whisper

"You only feel what you truly have - in a state of eternal loss" 

I smile softly now… this time a glimmer in the eyes… 

And I knew at that moment, that its going to be alright (9:26AM)

30 Dec 2012

Rhythm

She walked in uncertain, soft heard thudding
The roaring energy within caught her unawares...
Her nervousnous started to peel away slow...
As her toes began to play games with the beat...

Her eyes swallowed in the depths of the room....
As spiral of lights flirt with soft hidden shadows
The rhythm went on to claim her uncertainty...
Unknown to herself....she gave way to the tunes...

The night drew on... Seconds bled into hours...
The music grew louder...harsher to the faint ear...
But with each loud thud... It added to the mood...
Now she moved effortlessly keeping up with ease...

She grinned with glee... Her expression glassy
Unaware... Uncaring... Disillusioned... Complete...
She'd broken free from what she knew now now..
With a loud sigh... She fell softly ... And then Lay still...

Soft rays of dawn filtered through curtains....
The sun began to hum to its usual tune...
The thuds grew softer... Almost faint...
And gave way to the poignant silence...

Sigh...

The leaves crumble softly... Crushing resigned...
A whisper so soft... It'd take the faintest of hearts...
To hear... The pain... The agony... Of life lived long...
The sigh.... Resigned to that last moment in defeat

Whispers....

The sounds softly tingle my ears as i become aware
Of all the myriad kaliodosope of sonoric imstances...
Consume my active senses... Blocking out the other 4
As the echoes then slow down... Compartmentalize...

Fascade

One moment was I - right by your side
Oblivious to all - just watching you smile
Your voice formed words, I cared not what
For all I could feel was your warmth beside

Fore I knew time passed, I was seated in the noise
My hitherto active mind rendered so eerily calm
Even the jerk from the takeoff didn't shake me right
I was now deaf to the sound, Blind from my sight

I looked down now, betwixt the soaring skies
Above vibrant clouds, beauty holding back lies 
Then - my heart lurched, my mouth a soft sigh
I was sucked back from vacuum, tumbled the sounds

My mind tries to tell me - its but a short relapse
But my heart holds on - fast in its sweaty clasp
To the last soft echoes of your warm quaint voice
Unable to set you free, to let out of grasp

But aye, I know it is but a solemn little trait
Of the muddled heart to never ever lose faith
And yes I know-I 'll wait with the hope inside
For the moment when you'll be back by my side

17th May 2009

tHE InTERlude

Interlude

The blue skies lingered clearer than ever,(6:12 PM)
Not a trace – nay, not even a single cloud…
Life so perfect doth sometimes conceal,
Unknown, unseen – Horrors be-held within…

The calm warm sun, glistening in the sky,
Did seem to smile – so soft, benign…
Then betwixt hidden the fine lines unseen,
The smile did now mock, an eerie glee…

The soft grass that did tickle my toes underneath,
Gave way to solid floor, coarse and cold to the touch…
Whoosh… blew along a deep ice-bled wind…
Fore I knew, all had changed – the world in transit…

As I saw the wave of the unforeseen times flow by…
Did I wonder if I’d been fooled by a mere farce…
For within the phase of a passing interlude…
Had I engulfed my present in a fickle mirage??? (6:35 PM)

Manas R Moothedath
15th Jan 2009

Nuance

I stood there under the stars (11:58 PM) 27/6/08

The chilly wind tickling my mind

Thence began – I know not dream or farce

Let loose a string of laughter did I

 

Fades away slow, the silly goofy grin

Thinner grows the air with moving time

Weakening echoes give way to eerie sounds

The rings of laughter rendered metallic

 

Days of recent past flit – mocking in glee

The smiles on the faces drew taunt the gloom

For with each smile did each one thus lose

Traces of what doth lie within

 

The crumbling soil beneath bare toes

Did bring me back from pallid thoughts

Thence reeked in sweat – reality dawned

I blinked – Metallic laughter sliced the silent sky (12:33 AM) 28/6/08

 

WAKE UP!

The chimes so faint, it tickled(8:28 AM)

His ears and so wake did he…

To behold the peace of twilight

Soft voices did whisper to him…

He stepped out into the moonlight

The breeze slowly caressing his soul,

Stars smiling from vast clear skies,

Felt the peace – in the silence of night

And across the moonlit horizon

Signs of life – twittered in delight,

He smiled – at the joy of living,

For such beauty did he witness…

He sat down on the moist green grass,

Breathing – each breath adding new life,

It was now that he noticed the difference

As soft whispers now gave way to screams…

The cold floor – screams echoing…

Sliced through his peaceful slumber

Now conscious, he sat up aright

The screams kept throbbing inside

He staggered out to the darkness

The cold wind gnawing at he

He stood with screams of darkness

Floating in a sky of dust…

Across the burning horizon,

Lay carnage, tainted by hell…

He howled in the face of truth,

For such lies in dreams did he see

He broke down onto broken mortar

Dark smoke – choking each breath,

Now the screams consumed his agony

It now whispered – wake UP(8:50)

Void Thought

30/7/07

pUTdOwn

The receding light made patterns(7:25 AM)

Reflecting off the wet horizon…

I could see – lying there in the dirt,

Irony of this condescending phase…

The shadows crept closer – menacing

The air grew colder – thoughts disheveled

Cold wind did flicker the flame within

And then it was all over, the fire was out…

The darkness around danced to melancholy

Tunes of lament that could purge the soul

And on that cold night, under the naked sky

The body turned cold…and then settled down…

Then came peace – I was floating beyond…

Where trivial darkness could not me pursue

But within, I felt not peace, I felt not joy,

For all fairness of life, I should not be put down,

Enslaved by morbid thoughts – tied up

Torn to shreds by a thousand vultures

Left to rot where nay shall ever find…

That there was reason – twas not my time…

The peace slowly began to fade away…

A feeling so heavy it thence drew me down

Placid cold did then – so penetrate

I would have died, if not already so…

The pain returned searing within

For a vital moment time did stop

Broke out a spark – cold body within

I opened by eyes to witness – BEYOND!

The shadows of darkness – surprised, stared

Then sneered – moved closer for the final kill

Screams to fury did ensue from within…

NOW…NOT MY TIME…I WONT BE PUT DOWN(7:45 AM)

Void Thought

30/7/07

I am not God

I stare into the woods; the breeze picking up its pace and soon the sounds that it brought along enveloped my conscience. I breathe…trying to let it all go and I tell myself… "I am not little enough to be perturbed by the winds". The winds of time change their tune and I try to make space for all the new things that the wind had brought along with her the way that I always do…Make way and take in all of it – in one single go. But this time, it was different… the volume that I had to take in left me aghast, shocked at all that had come along my way this time…But until this day the when did blow east screeching in its fury and anger there did always exist a breeze due west that made me feel I could take it all…I try to forget it all and perceive the world as I see in what I believed was 'A larger sight'. But fail did I this time…Ah! Yes it did…unexpectedly – yes, for never had I even in my wildest of dreams expected something so drastic and out of the blue…I was I had believed "Not little enough to be beaten…to lose" but aye, so wrong was I…for I had underestimated the strength of the wind and it blew down – raining me with the rubble from the ruins that had come in its path. The cold stones cut into my flesh, making me bleed and for a second I felt better, the warm blood flowing across my skin and I tried yet again to convince myself… I said "I wasn't so little to let go … to give up". And then, as I lay there amidst the restless dust, I waited for the sun to rise and slowly felt the cold bite into my wounds…making them bleed anew…

And finally realization struck and with the feel of the cold rocks against my face, I let it all go…and broke down sobbing helplessly…for you see I had finally accepted that "I AM NOT GOD!!!"

Paramour

The sun rose up to greet the expanse of the green blanket, breaking into a kaleidoscope of colors. As life began to stir, time was punctuated by the rhythmic thuds of metal on wood. The sounds echoed through the woods, waking up all forms of life…Little birds chirped in enthusiasm as they moved in groups, drawing up complex patterns across the pale blue sky. The trees began to hum with the breeze maintaining resonance with nature…The sounds continued to emanate from the middle of the dark green woods. And then, as warm daylight washed over the lands – we could see him, hacking away at the wood with his rusty axe. He was what he seemed to any ordinary pair of eyes – a woodcutter. As he stood surrounded by chunks of wood, we could all see that there was nothing special about the way he looked. I’m sure if you’d been here you’d have said – “Well, He’s a woodcutter who cuts wood”. Aye, so did I till the day his life changed forever…It was a bright and beautiful day, much like the present one. Little did he know of the events that were to follow of that fateful day that would turn the course of his thoughts, the direction of his path…He was cutting wood as usual, completely at peace with himself, glad at being able to hold his axe with both hands and feel the satisfaction that coursed through him each time his axe bit into the wood. If there was one thing about him that is worth mentioning at his point, it was his eyes. He had very bright eyes, ones that reflected a feeling of knowledge and confidence, radiating intelligence. I think this was further accentuated by the fact that the rest of him seemed so commonplace that when you looked at him, the eyes seemed to emblazon the moment. He was chopping away oblivious to his surroundings when the rustle of leaves made him look up. She stood there enveloped in the light, radiating a sheen that he’d never seen before…The aura about her made him stop for a second and stare open-mouthed. He hadn’t come across anything that radiated beauty in so many different ways all at once. Her serene face mirrored a tranquility that seemed unreal…he stared at this lovely creature with whose presence he had been blessed and felt a warmth envelop him that made his insides shiver in excitement. He looked at her unblemished face and was surprised to see a crease on her fair forehead. He was still unsure as to what he was feeling about her, but something urged him on to try and help her….He didn’t even know what he was after but at that moment nothing else mattered. He looked into her dark brown eyes, his own radiating confidence like never before…she looked away for a moment and then she was gone…He waited patiently and when the sun rose the next day morning, she appeared again – unleashing in him another surge of emotions that amazed him… The moment pulled on over several days, but time was not continuous for him anymore…the only times that mattered to him were the ones where she made her entrance into his monotonous sordid form of existence. Then one day, as they looked into each other’s eyes, her face broke into a smile. He felt a pebble drop into the bottom of his heart, the splash blinding him with joy. He stared, lost at her pale clear face with moist eyes radiant with life in communion with the sad but confident smile and for the first time turned away from her feeling so full of emotion that he couldn’t even feel the earth beneath his feet. The next moment she was gone…but all had been said tacit. The rest of the day drifted as in a haze and he was still unable to accept what he had seen in her eyes, in the eyes of his ‘Princess of Light’. It seemed impossible…but yes…he had seen it in her eyes…it was true…She’d loved him too…He lay near the river staring up at the full moon adorned by stars, thanking the heavens for bringing her into his life…It was then that he saw the large lonely moon smiling down at him…He smiled back thinking about how the moon was so beautiful and wondered where it would be if not for the sun…For could the moon serve a purpose if the sun did not shower a dash of her beauty onto the moon?...These thoughts consumed his conscious and as the complete reality of life struck him, he felt his head spin out of focus and his vision was clouded by the stars and the moon before it finally faded away to darkness….

As the sun rose up bright as ever the next morn, an empty patch of woods greeted her in solitude with an axe studded into a half-broken trunk. The breeze blew faster than usual, the birds chirped louder, all of life seemed restless and nature seemed to be drenched in anxiety… The sun shone brighter that day than it ever had, the daylight lasting until life itself was tired of work, and trees sighed, exhausted…Slowly the sun fell away and a melancholic aura was left looming over the lands…

As the stars came out that night, the moon was missing and out came he from the darkest caves that lay hidden in the midst of the lands…battered and bleeding within…His heart screaming in agony…But he smiled a brave smile and collapsed to the floor, for he knew that she was ‘The princess of light’ while he ‘only a woodcutter’ …The moon can never meet the sun…nor can he be a part of she…Thus faded his thoughts into the dark skies while his tears blended with the soft soil on which he lay…

The sun rose the next morning and the birds moved across the horizon making an intricate design upon the skies and a familiar thud of metal off wood echoed out of the woods…

Silver lining

The darkness faded away – renewing my sight, (7:07 PM)
I blinked - confused at the brightness beside,
Felt my body devoid of the scars of my past,
Relish the warmth that did radiate inside…

I moved about in wonder for so light did I feel,
Try accept this new form, so complete, surreal
Fear of the sounds of my dreaded past did fade
As my ears did open to new sounds all around

I smiled for a second, as the traces from my past
Trickled away into oblivion at my newfound path
My face crinkled for a second, as thoughts flit by
And then I could see it all, transfixed in time…

Sight was but clouded by shades black and grey,
Time was yet static, playing a boisterous game
For blind was I made by ugly patterns of fate
Even traces of faith had been – ‘aye’ in vain

Phases when darkness and gloom prevailed,
When the echoes of the cries did linger inside…
Encroached by shadows, forfeited by sight
Lain had I cheated, soiled – defeated by time,

You came as the flame – that lit up my skies,
Bleed into the darkness, bleaching it white
Struck at the shadows, like bright little stars
Did light up in my eyes – streaks of insight



Your faith in my form - scarred barely alive
Made me do something I’d so long left by…
Somehow you knew, what I needed to hear
To learn how to dream, hope and live anew

As the last of the darkness flitted across,
I remember my last sight of your pure face,
So serene and so brave – yet childish, lost
Before I was sent to this haven beyond life,

Somehow I know – a day shall you come
Free of the binding that holds you back
I sit on the sand staring up at the sun,
Waiting for the day, you’d be by my side (8:10 PM)


Void Thought
3rd March 2007

Tagged....hmm interesting concept

TEN FAVOURITES

Colours:Mauve,Turqoise,grey/gray
Food: Hmm...I'll have to write another post for this one...
Songs: Unwell(Matchbox twenty), Ariel,Innervision,LP, Nothing(that IS a song btw)....and... and... and...
Movie: All animated flicks(too many to pick), Gladiator(amazing piece of work)
Sport:Well, hmmm, hmmm, hmmm, I mean, Hmmm, aaahh well...(Aaargh)
Season: One that corresponds to the state of my psyche..
Day Of the week: Weekday
Ice Cream Flavor: Chocolate(Bitter bitter mmmm... Hold on I gotta get myself one)
Aaaah thats better!
Time of Day: Twilight, 1-3AM..amazing period...its a time when I rule...alone!

EIGHT CURRENTS

Mood: Transitive
Taste: Blood(bit my tongue during dinner...was eating too fast)
getup: After food my clothes wouldn't fit...so you realllly don wanna know.
music: Just silence....the tunes of the void beyond...
book: Rite now, umm lemme see a couple of christies and yeah the p book that nim picked up...Sophie's world...
pic on desktop: It says "DONT SHUT DOWN THE COMPUTER - ENCODING IN PROGRESS"
longing for: More freaks!!:D
weather: Blissful


SIX FIRSTS

memory: Leaves, trees
fav food: Lady's finger/Okra/Bhindi/...(Still is)
Pet:A squirrel...I forgot his name actually...or was it a her..?
drink: Air
Cigarette: Hmmm...thats a tough one...
Movie: Some freaky Sci-fi movie that I saw all alone into the nite...its about this kid who gets taken away by this freaky spaceship...damn it gave me nitemares for a decade...

SIX LASTS

Cigarette: (cough cough) what? aaahhh
Drink: Warm breeze
Car ride: Last week 2 AM ring road...
Movie Seen: Click
Phone Call: incoming?(None for like ever...hee hee) outgoin - Squirt
Last Book Read: The inscrutable americans...(hilarious)


HAVE YOU EVER

Broken the Law: The law? hee haa haa haa I write the law....
Been Arrested: Yeah! Definitely! I mean what what the question again?
Been on TV: Nope...Star movies begged me to host the opening night for Ring2 but I decided to let them live until the movie came out...
Lied: Lie? Me? Could I lie?(I dont even know what that bad word means!)
Kissed Someone You Didn't Know: Not that cruel, I don't want to assasinate strangers for nothin!


FIVE THINGS

You're Wearing: Not a good idea...hee hee

You've Done Today:
Well...
1.Spoke to nim and x just like old times...after looong time
2.Felt the happeist moments of 2007 so far...things seem to be falling into place.
3.Finished another borring ccna exam.
4.Went out for dinner...*burp*...I can barely sit straight
5.Allowed both nim and rad to take snaps of me...(nooooo! I'm ruined!!!!)

You Can Hear Right Now:My processor fan, my mum breathing 10 feet away...(:D), my harddisk, Wierd giggling sounds in my head...(I think its an after effect of spending too much time with the p gang)

You Can't Live Without: My mind, my faith, the ones that I love(man thats a loong list!), my books, my computer....hee hee

You Do When You're Bored:
-Think.(But I'm hardly ever bored coz then I start thinkin bout why I'm bored)
-Go over the whole day like a movie in my head.
-Conjure up ideas for writing new things.
-Read...
-Find people and tranfer my boredom...at the end of it all they just wanna kill themselves and I walk away elated...hee hee

FOUR PLACES YOU'VE BEEN TODAY
College,Nandini palace(man that was good food),Corner house(The chocolate ice cream)


THREE PEOPLE YOU CAN TELL ANYTHING TO
Squirt, Dev, and the P ppl(more like one person hee hee)


TWO CHOICES

1. Faith

2. Trust


ONE THING YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE
Find out how the economy of china functions...ha ha
(Actally I wanna be able to see the next 24 hours in my life after my death so I want to figure out a way to do that b4 i die)

Hey Brat!, thanks for making me do this...With all that mention of cigs I just might start ...

Freedomé

The sounds grew softer then,
I smiled wider, absorbed by time…
Soon as the dust settled down,
I stood alone – transfixed in glee,

Sight faded into the void beyond,
And the earth rose up to meet me,
There on the sweet smelling earth
My mind wandered to times bygone.

To days gone far by, another era,
Aye, swirling in thoughts was I,
Engulfed by the mind, the world,
Devoid of meaning abetted by fate,

In the midst of a gale, I stood lost,
Blind, but for the moment at hand
Unsure of the sounds that perched,
Jeering, waiting for failure to rise…

Then, before cognition could sink in,
Gales weakened to winds, fell away.
Replaced by a breeze, unnatural calm,
Leaving me lost, curiously – uneasy…

The breeze was moist, refreshingly soft,
With uncanny knack, it instilled inside,
Such warmth that it set my senses aglow,
Stirring up emotions, lay hidden inside…

Little leaves in the breeze gave me insight,
Showed me myself, from a different side,
Made me believe I could do what I’d not,
Thus, little leaves, evolve did my psyche

Then one fine day, I heard whispers in the air,
A voice that told me of lands beyond my reach,
It taught me to dream and then slowly believe,
Of a land so beautiful, it could shame paradise…

I was lost in the breeze, the leaves and the voice…
For the dream of freedom, did dissolve my mind,
And I pranced about feeling, that all was right…
I ignored like a fool, signs showing me true sight

I knew within, deep inside - I was still yet myself,
Naught can zephyrs, leaves or soft voices evade
What I was, for you see – they knew not what I
And soon came the day, they could take no more…

The breeze still so moist, veered out of my path…
Little leaves perturbed, drifted higher – up above
The voice faltered, weakened - almost faded away
For a second, I stood aghast – time stood static.

The sands of time, turned it course around,
And I found myself staring as it faded away
The breeze began to fade and voice subside,
I was left with but traces of last few leaves,

My mind swam back to the cold sweet earth
As I lay there I realized, it was not a dream,
For in me still did persist whims of my past,
Traces drawn out of the my friends foregone

As I lay there listening to the return of the gale,
Rage of the wind, familiar sneers echo about,
I realized for the first time, what I had found,
From my past I was finally – completely free…


16th Feb 2006
Manas R Moothedath

Celesté

It was a cool summer night when I’d gone out for a walk and I was – as usual, ‘jobless’. I was just pondering about how useless my life was when I saw her in the sky. I’m not sure as to what made her notice her, amidst the array of all the bright twinkling stars that surrounded her, but I was for a second amused – curious to find out the reason for her uniqueness. For there she lay creating an intricate pattern amidst her kind. The thing that struck me about her was the fact that she shone with a constant dull glow and did not twinkle like the other stars around her and before I knew it I’d begun talking to her. She was a little shy at first and hardly used to talk at all and it was quite some time later that she began to warm up to me and felt free to talk. She said that she was lost and alone, ‘unwanted’, she claimed herself to be…I was amused at first, unsure of what she expected of me. I was no philosopher, I was no guide. I didn’t even have my own life in control. But something about her drove me on – urging me to at least try. We spent months together talking, about everything around the skies – from the sun to the galaxies and all the other planets around. She kept asking me things that sometimes left me at a loss…for after all I was only human and SHE was the star , whether she saw it or not. But I didn’t want to let her down, I didn’t want to give up, thus I made myself try harder to answer her and search deeper within myself for ideas. With each new meeting out bond grew stronger, helping me grow focused and her glow brighter. We hardly noticed time fly by and soon we were woven into our own busy lives. Years later – I look up at the sky I see a star shining brighter than all the rest that filled up the expanse above smiling down at me. I smiled – for I had helped her see herself and she had given me purpose. Now I walk about looking above – searching for another little dull star… …

Zeal of life

I was born in a land eons ago – long before you came, (4:28)
A time when life had just begun, first paces of its game
Winds then sang the tunes of love, life devoid of hate,
Even I – the spirit of blessed life, couldn’t control fate…

Seasons changed, life moved on spurring vibrant change,
Animals came to rule the lands, twas’ life’s crude exchange
Green leaves and vibrant petals thus moved aside in peace,
Paving a path for the stronger race to rule the lands on lease…

I witnessed the new forms of life, pondering with a frown,
Unsure of this new emotion, the hunger of the new form
The animals spread out in ease, crushing the world I knew,
With each blow that they landed, I was left bruised anew

The water soon began to dry; the winds began to ease,
Did so arise the thought–“Weaker forms should cease”
Animals divided themselves and species came to be,
A glimpse of coming horror, the world didn’t then see

Change – the base of growth, change the world was made,
For love began to weaken and sweet songs began to fade
In such times did new creatures, two legged came to be,
New powers inside them, sparking – hope to set pain free

Spread faster than the wind, might greater than I’d seen,
Powers extraordinaire, with thought blessed they’d been
Like a storm came he, for such cunning thoughts had he,
Before life could react, supreme ruler he’d claimed to be

Witnessing the carnage of man, pain did surge through me,
With his greed and sorrow, he unleashed the world with hate
Then turn did he to his own kind, no sign of greed’s abate,
He satisfied his hunger, feeding from each spare plate

Divide did he to pieces, every last ounce he’d with a knife
He believed he owned it all and shed blood to conquer life
In his frenzy to rule – did he opportune the evil of war,
And while he bled his brothers, did I bleed with him afar

And now I stand a cripple, drenched in the blood of life,
At the weakness I wonder – when I would cease to be…(9:00 PM)

Manas R Moothedath
7th Jan 2007