A DELICATE BALANCE

Balance enhances awareness,
increased consciousness enforces balance.
When rocks are delicately relaxed
on top of each other with slightest contact,
amazing equilibrium is achieved
and perfect balance is attained.
Take a rock laying passively on a beach,
having been ground down to present size
by waves, winds, the forces of nature,
grinding against other rocks, constantly
relentlessly throughout the millenniums
carved by time and nature until recently.
We can surely rescue it from oblivion,
as it’s balanced upright, in equilibrium
it gets exalted, liberated, transformed
into a ballerina delicately light on toes
so harmoniously and gracefully erect
instigating a peacefully radiant effect.
Balance has an amazing tongue
spoken in silence, a kind of slang
which may be sensed by anyone
should everyone balance a rock
there might be peace in the World

so please pass around the word.

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DUTY FREE

It's the easiest thing to say

'This here is the right way!'

but when it is time to play

with your neck on the line

much has been left undone.

Integrity should demand

that you take command

but first make a stand

once you understand

the nature of the trend.

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If you encounter wrath

while walking on the path

take a deep breath

face forced disgrace

with amazing grace.

Before you engage

get rid of your rage 

the task at this stage

is to unlock the cage

as you turn the page.

VINTAGE DREAMS

I can visit the garden of my youth

at the leisure of my lucid dreams

in the muddle of distant memory

I would be climbing a mighty tree

look as far as my eyes could see.

Should I not have my lucid dreams 

I might not know where I would be

it seems, they are a vital part of me

clears my mind, keeps me in touch

what is buried, yet means so much.

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ZERO THE FOOL

What I have so far witnessed in this life
has driven me to the idiom of the absurd
not only have I learned to laugh at things
but have been compelled to play the fool. 

The privileged fool is a fool of indulgence
the popular fool is a fool through capacity
excess is by no means a proof of potency
a genius could be a lunatic with tendency.

A wit versed comic exploits a powerful tool
the message is delivered to targets for sure
only fools dare tread in the tracks of threat
they march ahead, while others are scared.

Jokers are the wild cards in a complete deck
often discarded, dismissed but what the heck
I have been often inclined to stick out my neck
once the head is gone, there is no getting back.

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CROSS CURRENT

There are so many layers of time unfolding simultaneously

progressing on some levels, while regressing in the others
cross-currents moving from past to future and back again
half way in life we might catch a glimpse of the other me
moving in reverse, from the old age towards birth stage.
As we cross each other at  crossroads, we might deduct
this point in time marks the centre of life, a middle age
Wherefore, distance travelled equals remaining stage.

COLD SHOULDER

Going back a while

at the dead of night

as I passed you by 

in the darkening sky

without even a hi

the reason why

was not because

dust was in my eye

just wanted to deny 

a taxing goodbye.

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METAPHOR

Slow cooking simmer on back burner

frogs in top form bathing in lukewarm

nice and steady, easy does it, leisurely

with kid gloves on, stirring constantly 

bringing them to boil ever so gingerly.

This method whilst politically correct

could potentially have a chilling effect. 

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VERSIFICATION

Traces of verse were sprinkled in between the lines
the poet and entourage had less than nothing to say
not a single drop of rhythm was spilled over the poem
tempo was assumed once the dormant note was aroused.

LOST & FOUND

Walked straight through a gate

approached the lost and found 

inquiring about a broken heart

in dire condition, laying around.

I was accordingly apprehended 

concerning subversive activities

interrogated by dubious devices

once cleared of ulterior motives

taken to an undisclosed location

where I spotted a desolate heart

whom I salvaged for a fresh start.

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SURVIVOR

The last man left on Earth
all alone, terrified and lonely
sheltered in a ravaged space
buried in dirt inside the earth
left behind since life was kind
never mind, he must be blind
since he still expects to find
some other soul of his kind
hard to handle the last hurdle
without a loved one to cuddle
banging his head on the floor
he hears a knock at the door.

WRATH OF NATURE

Spreading message through cyber passage

I'm just a conduit, the poet is mother nature

We aught to be paying heed at this juncture

Should we have the wish for a better future.

Inarticulate words are wasted on this matter

It could be for the worse if not for the better

Slaughtered mighty trees to build us shelter

Depleted the forests while we became fatter.

What we have here is just a stark reminder

That we are slowly going under, no wonder

We have taken it all, this is time to flounder

The fatal consequence of historical plunder.

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NOT TO MENTION

There is impending failure in an ideal 
yet an idealist should not fold or falter
however relevant may be the intention
the end result is all there is to mention.