Friday, 3 February 2012

Words

Now lying in silence
Since words can't 'explain',
Useless violence -
The whole world will disdain.

A war of losers,
Neither gives in;
No one is fuller
From plentiful sin.

Finally negotiation,
The words come in -
The art of communication
For the final win.

No careless wastage
Of 'thank you' and 'please'
Just a single usage
A 'sorry' needs.

They say actions speak louder,
But they also say too much;
A few words may be softer,
But they say just enough.

Till I Became The Sea

Standing on the shore
The waves break over me
I watched the final glow
As the sun set across the sea.

The moon rised above
White brilliance on the shore
I basked in its dewy embrace
As the tide came over me.

Walked on below
On to the white ocean floor
Not afraid anymore
Of the mother caressing me.

Further I saw more
Abound in her body life afresh
Such even the stars would envy
The jewels laid bare on her breast.

On and on
The water pushed and roared
And I walked on
Reveling in its roar.

Till I became with her one
Till I became that one
Till the mother was in me
Till I became the sea.