not a storm
of swirling waters and churning skies.
swallowing everything it can overtake
and leaving emptiness and sorrow in its wake.
not a fire
fierce and untamed, devouring all things living and dead.
raging without limit, destroying without care
not many can subdue it and if you’re in the way, beware!
just a simple man trying to live life,
to exist without much ado.
just another gloomy optimist,
there’s so many, its nothing new.
not a mountain
rising above the mediocrity.
solid and unwavering against the tumultuous world
plain for all to see, with all its majesty unfurled.
not a bird
flying free and tranquil above it all.
surveying the madness down below
but distant and always mellow.
just a simple man trying to live life,
to exist without much ado.
just another gloomy optimist,
there’s so many, its nothing new.
not a angel
or an agent of a higher power.
protecting the virtues and morals
of people who are mere mortals.
not a hero
fighting wars and saving the world.
finding miracle cures, inventing wondrous machines,
flying stricken planes, simply better than other human beings.
just a simple man trying to live life,
to exist without much ado.
just another gloomy optimist,
there’s so many, its nothing new.
of swirling waters and churning skies.
swallowing everything it can overtake
and leaving emptiness and sorrow in its wake.
not a fire
fierce and untamed, devouring all things living and dead.
raging without limit, destroying without care
not many can subdue it and if you’re in the way, beware!
just a simple man trying to live life,
to exist without much ado.
just another gloomy optimist,
there’s so many, its nothing new.
not a mountain
rising above the mediocrity.
solid and unwavering against the tumultuous world
plain for all to see, with all its majesty unfurled.
not a bird
flying free and tranquil above it all.
surveying the madness down below
but distant and always mellow.
just a simple man trying to live life,
to exist without much ado.
just another gloomy optimist,
there’s so many, its nothing new.
not a angel
or an agent of a higher power.
protecting the virtues and morals
of people who are mere mortals.
not a hero
fighting wars and saving the world.
finding miracle cures, inventing wondrous machines,
flying stricken planes, simply better than other human beings.
just a simple man trying to live life,
to exist without much ado.
just another gloomy optimist,
there’s so many, its nothing new.
not an art
with magnificent skills inherent.
flair presented with audacity
years of toil and tears resulting in a spectacle of serenity.
not a dream
of infinite possibilities without boundary.
where all is possible in a tranquil state
and the ending is always great.
just a simple man trying to live life,
to exist without much ado.
just another gloomy optimist,
there’s so many, its nothing new.
- satyajit venkatraman
may, 2010
with magnificent skills inherent.
flair presented with audacity
years of toil and tears resulting in a spectacle of serenity.
not a dream
of infinite possibilities without boundary.
where all is possible in a tranquil state
and the ending is always great.
just a simple man trying to live life,
to exist without much ado.
just another gloomy optimist,
there’s so many, its nothing new.
- satyajit venkatraman
may, 2010
2 comments:
I love your poems..they are so bitter sweet...for a long time now, I have been searching for blogs with posts that can be left to interpretation...and then I chanced on this...amazing.
thanks, lipstick. my poems being left to interpretation of the reader is quite true since quite often i dont know where i'm going with the words myself.
keep coming back, need all the encouragement...
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