With the dawn of each day I could seize the chance To slip away, Be blown off by the wind Churn along, go for a spin - Turn into a new leaf: Blow breaths of cooling relief.
I must steal away at dawn, Swim with the whistling swan And not just listen to the The song of the rain, Through my window pane.
I should frequent the wild At dawn like a forgotten child Be covered in green mesh Hide under a growing bark Of jade flesh. Or be a part Of a wild blowing storm Awaken to a new life form : Swinging in nature’s tender fragrance, Ripening in sun’s glorious radiance. Be a flower on tree Providing nectar To the honey bee.
Time can never stay The ticking of the clock Takes timely stock Of the days that roll to years And of what occurs And of what stays or disappears. Twixt the angle of paradigm That sweeps through ticking time. When old friends meet Time is the healing retreat. Slipping into different zones, Completely oblivious of cell-phones! And the time that is the present-now Seems too short; somehow For a grander celebration - And a fuller exchange of conversation. But grateful, still for the exchanges between The now and when we were fifteen.
How green is our city? Is it bleak and bare? Do open spaces exist; or are only buildings erected there? And what is that stench? Is it the pollution in the air? And what if it is, do we in fact stop to care?
I once read that Bombay was called 'The city of Gold' - And that there were gardens and open spaces manifold. But I see no gardens nor strips of wastelands, For flowers to grow so the city can look grand. But instead the place is crowded with smoke. How easy it is to turn the laws into a joke!
It is elsewhere; when global warming is the news, It can't shock us enough, to stop us from the items we use . There's a hole in the sky ... Is that of any consequence? It's too far away for it to make any sense.
There should have been open spaces or trees lining up the roads, But what we mostly see, is concrete or shanties in hoards! I hear that it's the politicians' whim (?) Myopic visions that are making our future dim.
But aren't we all in some way to blame? For what has begotten this city to shame? Can't anything be done to correct the flaws? To discipline the people not to manipulate the laws? Or do we have to wait for a court decree? To allow us to co-exist peacefully? To breathe fresh air and for better earth care?
Our city is decaying by the day - What can be done to prevent this dismay? Surely if each one of us realizes his due There won't be such an environment issue. The air will be clean, the earth, more green The benefits of these is for us to reap It's easy if we maintain its regular upkeep!
Giant cable webs from the skies, Stare at me in my eyes; Messy wires that crisscross out there, Are sending transmissions everywhere. And they make us sit in our homes: Hooked up to laptops and mobile phones. And should we step out to meet outdoors: We quickly look for docks on floors! In our lives, everyday - It’s high-tech that we survey. And though it’s distracting and slows us down; Keeps us from exploring the reality around; Can you imagine what it would be? For us not to be using technology!