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My babies - last of the Mohiccans

Thursday, September 20, 2012

DAYS


Days

Where,
have all those
days of wine and roses
gone, to memories of an era
forgotten by everyone who lived
in those times and enjoyed the beauty
of a wondrous life that was filled with honey
and sweetness of a generation that knew no difference
in ethnicity, race, religion, or color that divides humanity
across the globe in every single nook and corner of every continent
leaving us to remember and contemplate a life that has lost its gentle flavor?

Riyadh, Saudi Arabia, 2007  

DAD


Dad

You were there
when the lights dimmed
around me and enveloped the
air into a darkness, that was so still
and cold and hungry in the twilight of
my life that moves silently along through
days and nights of work and sleep, like a train
trudging through the hills and dales of a lifetime
filled with so many wonderful thoughts and memories
that we shared together amidst ups and downs that came along
and kept us alive in this revolving globe that rolls along until eternity.

Riyadh, Saudi Arabia, 2007  

TEARS


Tears

Why do we
cry, sometimes
even though we are
grown up and getting old?
having seen so many years go by
leaving us in the past and hoping to
see even more; possibly, in the future
as time ticks slowly on, taking us deeper
into places that we’ve never been before;
wishing sincerely that the sun will shine brighter
tomorrow, showering real peace and comfort around.

Riyadh, Saudi Arabia, 2007  

DREAM


Dream

Now I see,
that it was just
a dream that took
a while to unfold; and
make me realize that I was
sleeping for so long in my own
little world, filled with sunshine and
laughter, sadness and thunder, drifting
in waves across the skies mushroomed in clouds
and rain; grappling with that brolly that was keeping
me safe, amidst a world that was struggling with its desires.

Riyadh, Saudi Arabia, 2007  

PLACE


The Place

There’s a place
in the mountain tops,
where I want to linger,
spending the rest of my days
in hours of sweet scented slumber;
living off the rich and bounteous earth
that savors a multitude of dark secrets of life;
waiting for that final and fleeting moment in time,
when the birds will sing forever and brooks will run along;
and deer would flock around to join in the beauty of life’s sojourn;
when the caller cometh to take me away to wallow in that Garden so green.

Riyadh, Saudi Arabia, 2007  

FAMILY


Family

Bless you Papa,

for sowing the seed that germinates life

within this beautiful world.

 

Bless you Mama,

for nurturing life and bringing it forth

with a miraculous birth.

 

Bless you Brother,

for reaping the fruits that ripen with time

amidst laughter and love. 

 

Bless you Sister,

for supporting the family in good times and bad

with a love that’s so tender.

 

Shame you Papa,

for running it all and seeing it decay

with fire and turmoil.

Shame you Mama,

for wasting each day and letting it all

turn into strife and sorrow.

 

Shame you Brother,

for sitting in silence and serving us all

with a bitter tomorrow.

 

Shame you Sister,

for the insecure life that has failed us wthin

and sees no good future.

 

Riyadh, Saudi Arabia, 2005 

ECO VILLAGE


ECO VILLAGE

‘Twas the break of dawn

as my feet kissed the lawn.

And I stepped outside,

amidst the stillness of the tide.

Breathing the cool air

that whistled through my hair.

As I sat down to view,

a Water Monitor slid through.

The twittering of the birds,

would have woken up the nerds.

A bright red ball up high,

rolled out into the sky.

Bringing life into the Lagoon;

What a beautiful tune,

That plays itself, every single day.

 

Eco Village, Dodanduwa, Sri Lanka, Aug 21, 2005