Boredom....

across a pale blue sky the sun would bend
but my days...my days would never end
it is not my wish to watch the clouds
trapped within a concrete giant
for my modest dreams have not yet turned so pliant
I want to visit places where the grass grows tall
where time turns golden when it's fall


i want not to sit and let dullness imprison my mind
i yearn to be part of something stellar...where my thoughts are not so confined
how liberating would poetry for a living be?
truly fascinating if I could be just me
no true warmth can be felt in arctic smiles
days spent like this can never seem worth the while
the desire to run away is so fierce
that breathing itself seems a chore
if only i could abandon all and set out to explore
my longings alone would guide me to a land devoid of grey
where my imagination can run wild
where to dreariness it would never fall prey!

Words once.....mine.

what i could not say forever lay on the corner of a sidewalk..
marked by the pedestrian everyday
something so heartbreakingly ordinary yet i could not say
seasons changed..the walk at times frozen..drenched...arid
yet my words lay there...silently staring up at the passersby
shunned....forgotten....unfreed
i wonder how different it would have been...had i uttered them out loud
had i set them free...made them part of the crowd
they would have travelled afar instead of lying in tatters
might have even spread warmth like how a rainbow scatters
what is to now become of them?
for they are no longer the same
worn and faded they have become a part of the cobbled path
yes indeed i had feared this aftermath
a time will come when they will forgo even a curious being
unwilling to break free...never having witnessed spring
such a pity....such promise they held once upon a time
words that were once.....mine.

teach me life how to let go
for you rob me of things every now and then
if it is to be like this
then what am i to gain?
i m my own knight...saving grace every time the sky tumbles
to appease you infinitely am i to forever live in shambles?
the world tears apart and i keep watching in the midst of it all
helpless even though long before i know of its fall
i fail to escape the carnage...unable to look away
and in a blink all that was full of hope turns gray
one day i m afraid i would run out of colors to brighten it all up again
then life we would finally sit together to account for my loss and your gain.