The price

Long I wait to sate my void,
Confused, lost, within my mind I'm hiding,
Searching on the inside, as my outside keeps on fighting,
Even in the nadir of disappointment,
The cloud of uncertainty pouring in fear,
The factual validity of me,
Gunning for my belief,
for a prize that I could win,
A charm that can blow over me,
A grace that can get the deluge's respect,
What a surprise!! I never expected this,
Or this is what I badly wanted,
Are a few exclamations My heart yearns,
A nectar to the heart from the cacophony around,
Those around me filled in spilled ecstasy,
After all The path ahead illuminated,
by the lustrous clarity of mind,
unwavered by the filth and glitz around,
is the ultimate prize that I crave for!!

PURPOSE

An awesome poem written by my friend and fellow graduate student turned poet Abishek Ramadas.

In life all things seem futile.
the work being done, the events that occur.
seems irrelevent to any condition
random acts that seem to arise
from the whim and fancy of the snake charmer.
we dance in awkward steps
to the barbaric noises from his drum


going around in circles
banality and platitude.
experiences, situations, exercises, tests
that seem to take us no where.
progress?? no.
hard work achieving what? no idea.
stagnant sardonic and even ridiculous at times


the pull is strong
to stop the bull shit
the utter futility in doing the job
the laziness
the lack of reason
the lack of motivation
sometimes it seems logical to just give up

but know that what you see are just the dots
unconnected dots spread around in space and time
irrelevent and even irritating to the untrained eye.
there is a grand picture that comes out of joining the dots.
a beautiful plan unfolding slowly
dots that can be connected.

so hang in there when the dots are being laid.
hang in there through the futility
the depression the terpidity.
work with acceptance. work through the skepticism,
and bless the credulous mind.
hoping some day we will get to see the beautiful picture
and all life makes perfect sense.

The Immortal

There she walks, i won that, i earned this, i am the greatest,
I have seen all things thats banal and petty,
I know whats gonna happen and it will happen,
Everything’s mundane and has zilch value,
What feeling did I ever find ,
To equal among human kind A dog's fidelity,
I am a perennial river for I have seen the infinity,
All you men, women and your lust,
All the treasure and all the glitz,
I will earn that all again sitting on your grave,
You poor mortals I cant see you in hell,
Bcas I am the man who has lived forever,
I know when a child laughs, he s gonna cry some day,
A woman with smiles will in future leave you at bay,
The youth of the day will grow senile,
The wisdom will later grow revile,
Its all bad as all good will one day perish,
You mortals can never have what I will cherish,
You all make a parody of yourselves,
Because I am the man who will live forever,
All the friendships, laughter, love, companionship, fear
I have experienced it all and I can enjoy it all over again,
The fearlessness and the surprise of the childhood,
The adult who is a rebel,
The energy and the warmth of the heart in the youth,
The companionship and the responsibility of the middle age,
The maturity and the contentment of the old age,
I can experience it all and all over again,
What is the use, I can do it all over again,
Alas all the petty experiences can never sate me,
Alas I have seen it and felt it all,
If only I can see you in hell,
Alas I am the man who can never die.