The Opium Dream
In the half light of half hope Light flickered on my benumbed senses Credibility surfaced and died down. Through that long corridor Reason approached but walked away As my mind was long distanced from me. Life’s battlefield drown reason when Words elbow each other out Galloping like horses in a swoon. They breach the front line of rights Falling off sideways and tumbling in A terrain where reason has no grounds. Can I sever relationship in my chain mail And steeled helmet in life’s battlefield Where chaotic disorder suggest confrontation. As Humayun fought Sher Shah’s army Didn’t a mere water-carrier save his life? Destiny sees us to find every tomorrow! The cloying taste of ambition in life With wolves hungry under a grey sky Await all over again to dupe by stealth.
Streaming in
The cushion in the small of my back Help me to find answers to life’s riddles Lying supine to face many reasons in life. I cultivate my mind to germinate Dismissing all contradictions that rears up The heads with puzzling intrigues. We trace out meaning in myths And weave tales to rationalise the past To face the dystopian world of reality. There amber lights turn the path hazy Providing no cue to the path of hazards But wait to maul that Samaritan zeal. It didn’t take a Ravana to destroy Rama’s peace Nor a Rama and Lakshman to punish Ravana and Indrajit; Life readily restructures devious ways into a pattern. It is against our grain to pledge a whole lot in life And bolster our hopes with conservative morals For, we ourselves leap into that old pattern of ruin.
