One Day

Cloud walks, Cloud coffee and Catching the Ray

You don’t use your mind, it uses you — Eckhart Tolle

The part of me that houses my Neverland — There resides a poet.

Who Ignites with words Caresses with metaphors Inspires with thoughts

The other slice of me often in awe, sits speechless, Thinks of taking a walk with the poet self, To know of this, a little more —

On Roads empty, Only lit by the full moon, Empty, yet congested with hopes that swoon, Dreams tango in the roadside Isle, Can you see, those vision-enabled eyes?!

And When the sky will send some evening rain — To clear the air of its misty smoke-screen, It will open the umbrella just to keep the coffee piping and clean,

Walking barefoot Road so wet but clear, Yet feet muddy nothing to care, Careless and lost Sitting on grass , Twinkling canopy above makes poetry in silence-shards, Mare of the night, comes riding the moon, Knights of night masked like ’toons,

Motionless, Till the stars burn in the ash of the night sober, A tree so giant in dark looks worn, hungover, Lungs laughing hard at those nights of fear, How they disappear When the sun sits clear….

Glory of the day Washing away the dust, Dreams stretch ’n roll ‘Caroming’ the rust, Heart finds breath Bathed in shimmers, O! warmth, you are beautiful when measured in Soul’s thermometer!

And so, The part of me that houses My wonderland, wonders,

How will it be — When it meets the poet that lives Li’l tardy, li’l unclear, Walking out of mind’s page throwing caution to the air, Present in silence, present in ire With some humour, some thoughts ’n that insatiable fire?!

Meanwhile, Cloud walks, cloud coffee all in tow, Words of soul…just let it flow!

Thank you every one for dropping by my backyard.My Soul Bay loves to get flooded with you presence, encouragement and inspiration!