The humdrum ways of most humans
Poets and pets forever swaySeeing the mysteries of creationWhen with the one they loveAnd create a sensationBy putting it all in their own way. But this is not the wayMost men and women thinkWhen they are with the one they love.From banknotes to dishes in the sinkAre the galaxies coming their way. And for them...
The unfair advantage
The unfair advantage The heart desires, the mind wantsBut time sometimes sits back, taunts.I don’t need riches nor everlasting ageI just want ‘the unfair advantage’. . . . . . . Arvind PasseyWritten on 08 March 2020
What the tree said in December
What the tree said in December Prosperity isn’t forever Prejudices don’t last I get love, I’m the lover And hope, I know, is vast. . . . Arvind Passey 28 January 2020
This is what the clock said
This is what the clock said . What does a clock really say? I mean, besides tick-tock, of course. May I? Or is it more like I may Silently observe or shout myself hoarse, I may bleat or burp or blast Or run or burn or turn Tables upside down or cast A spell or...
The historian
The historian . A few pictures of me as I grew up, remain I allow memory to behave like an app Turning every moment away from disdain Unless I want my present to give me a slap. I create my past from conversation bits Gently brushing away parts I do not like What I complete,...
Be still
Be still Some days when stillness stays And reflections whisper what is A lonesome brown leaf softly says I can touch the clouds and kiss. . . . . Arvind Passey 15 January 2020
I will forget you too
1. You stepped away like a blink That happens between what remains and what disappears, Like the curtain of haze in the cortex Of an alzheimer-soaked mind, Like an unread page in a thriller. You assumed I will forget you too… I am determination and I’m here to kill your misconceptions. 2. I am a...
