The Tower Of Babel

I have words that mean nothing to them
They have sweet sounds,I understand not.
Something is slipping underneath - "Oh!Our Feet -"
And heavey lash of wind and rain from above
Yes,I am one among this human lot.


They are Others who were on the Ship
Their eyes being turned inside -
"Is there anyone Listening to me?"
"What is scratching my back?"
"Oh mind! Unbearable !!"


Flood divided us.By chance are divided
As identified and unidentified, here!
We are all unidentified
All are Unidentified.
Is the ship Empty ?


This thunder and contaminated sky -
Are we dying or left behind ?
....again clutch at the Tower side,
Like Mulching leaves,abusing
Vacuumed words - meaning denied.


Among us attack
Among us die ; Among try to decode
and send proofs; among us allege and denied
Yet we don't understand what we do
we are a game or a part of game
                    ...I don't know.


This little device in our hands
Connects us to our small gods
A voice from it says -
"Sweet was the rose - I know,
But try to understand ...
No No...I ..never ...just ...Oh No !!"


You know ! Once I walked alone in the garden
Some voice made me look back
No One -
Certainly none was there.
But said my own self -
"It was I to befool you,Fool !"


It was erected to save -
Or to be saved,THe Flood will decide.
What I know is -
"Oh don't touch me, small man !"
"You are dirty!"




Have they gone ?
Far ! out of sight !!
MInd cleaves through darkness
But still reaches nowhere
A breach at heart ...
"Is there anyone listening to me ?
To bring me inside...
Oh ! I am Cursed !"


Aye !
We are not Oedipus metamorphosed and Blind -
Groping for a place unknown
And Compromising between Heaven and Hell!
Paradise is lost forever -
Hell dwells in our minds
And eternally we are here-
             With our Tower of Babel.

To God

Under the monochromic life,
Fluttering wings of unpenned thoughts
Lost most of their feathers.
And now crawls bare skinny shade of morbid ugliness.


How many times, I wept , I cried
Well, with gusts of wind, all dried
Leaving my eyes swelled up and with screwed up face, tried
To enjoy and play the game of fuzziness.


How many times, I enjoyed the perplexities -
With patience
Living upon them, watched myself
Sinking like a mighty ship
Never to be found again.
Or waiting
Outside your realm
Ready to bow, waiting for a glimpse..!!!


Do you know, under this monochromic life?
I always waited long
For your presence?
-Cherishing your thoughts and
Caressing my pinions?
I had never thought or imagined
There would be a Time in my life
When I would meet you-
Would see eye to eye and engrossed
Only to awake alone ! alone ! forlorn !!


I need your solicitude
Yes I do -
But I would never come to you
You know !
I have lost my pinions
Once caressed by me for You…
I have lost my kite
Never to be found in the wilderness below...

Mind

It flickers- 
Dissolves all the world into water 
And makes salt in the sun.


It flickers- 
Meets its aged spirit of understanding 
Long ago! abondoned or suspended in the vacuum.


It flickers-
Finds the king Fisher, still, fishing
and repenting over his loss of virility.


It flickers -
Makes all Philosophies its mistresses
And ravishes them one by one..


When it does not flicker 
It remains dissolved in myths and illusions ...

Excerpt From the poem " THE TOWER OF BABEL"

This thunder and contaminated sky-
Are we dying or left behind?
...Again clutch at the towerside
Like mulching leaves,Abusing
Vacuumed words- meaning denied.
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Among us attack,
Among us die, Among us try to decode
And send proofs,Among us allege and deny.
Yet, We don't understand what we do
We are a game or a part of game
                    ...I don't know!
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You know ! once I walked alone in the garden
Some Voice made me turn back
No one -
Certainly none was there.
But said my own self -
"It was I to befool you, fool!"
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