Thursday 23 June 2016

Inner-Self



As I stare through the window pane
I see and hear an inexplicable tale
Birds enjoying a moment or two
Some of them have come together
To relax on an advertising pole
To exchange their day's story
Not tensed about a single drop of rain
They are immune to heat

The advertisement hoardings are bloody attention seekers
But the river behind is clever
The water is gentle and kind
The serenity will blow any sane mind
Tall buildings at the banks look confused
as if they have the same questions like I do
Why is that boat seems like a person I know?
Trusting the wind to take it wherever it wants to
"Don't worry" whispers the cloud
"There ain't no shower, ain't no storm tonight"
"I don't care"-replied the vivacious boat full of life and ambition

The wired posts that gave light to the city, stood still
The golden sky behind was enough to shower merriment
The green land divided the river
But they couldn't separate their souls

The trees swayed to the tunes unheard
Red and white flowers humming compassionately  to the tunes
The sky is becoming lustreless
The wired posts twinkled
Little did the couple knew about the 'anecdote'
As they sat beneath the tree
and missed the entire show