Exodus!

The journey now takes a new turn
Things do happen for a purpose
The mystery unravels
Bags re-packed to travel
Where, how long i do not know
But my spirit now renewed
The test and trials we face
Must i face again
What is the purpose of the same lessons
Do i deal with this predicament another way
Or is this a reminder to a detour in the path
Should i heed the signs
The milestones i do not see
They appear as mere pebbles to me
My path is paved or have i strayed
On this journey i must carry on
There is more to this chapter than meets the eye
To persevere is the key
And not to perish and fry!

Chariots of Fire!

The arrows lie still in the quiver
Spears now beaten into ploughshares
The metal has a new purpose now
Less brutal but a true test of time
As chariot wheels etch their mark
On the sands of time
Lo & behold how mighty a steed;
Will adorn the track with its speed
The fast will move forward
The slow left behind
But in the race of life
Speed alone is not a test of time
How we race does not count
But the lessons we learn
Will for us rewards earn!

The New Colosseum!!

Now too far away from its sheath
How do we slice this living meat
The blade craves blood
The swords are drawn
A trickle here a squirt out there
More grotesque do the images grow
The spectators cheer at every blow
The more the violence
Louder the roars
The savage hunt now begins
Slaves now upon their masters turn
The spectacle engulfs the audience too
The cheering stops
This leisurely sport seems like sport no more
The audience await
As the weapon wielders now seal their fate!!

The World is but a Stage!!

The choppers drew near
The fate that awaits us here
Energy i wasteth not in hope of survival
Cause the spurt of energy burst may lead to my doom
Like a humble servant every due i pay
Every job assigned i do day by day
Yet like a soldier stranded i am left behind
None of my fellow troops come to my aid
For days together in that Pit i laid
A trench once dug for shelter
The trench that becomes my grave!
My tunes have struck a note in many a heart
But one by one my audience depart
Leaving behind an empty stage
Filled with remorse filled with rage
Unto whom my battles do i wage
My enemies are co-actors who once shared this stage
A silence looms a voice appears
Brings hope and the limelight upon centerstage........

The Journey ends & a new one begins...

Seems like yesterday the journey was embarked upon
But like all good things come to an end so does this one.
Fellow travellers now part ways!
The lessons learnt along the way like milestones seem;
testament to the journey so far.
But the roads traversed are different now;
do their paths meet on another crossroad!
Are their destinies entwined
The roles played just confined to that moment in the past?
Will time heal those wounds the journey has left behind
Or will these blisters eternally fester
The vengeance the heart bears will be seen no more
Cause the journey has not been a pleasant one
Not an iota of mercy have these mortals seen!
Within the fiery furnace will this dead-ore be
Melting brilliantly for the world to see!
Cast into the shape the Smelter desires
The metal finally adorns these Hadal fires!

The Fault lies here!!

The earth shook with great magnitude & all the people looked in awe.All their dreams smashed to a million pieces.Do human bonds grow strong when a fault line emerges in the earth!
Is it vital that people perish for us to truly understand and appretiate the real value of life.
I see the devastation that hit the multitudes as they stood prepared as always but amazed at the sheer strength with which their homes fell.
But hope took shape and from the cracks in the earth emerge new sprouts that will rebuild this civilisation that has seen too many a quake & the wrath of human hands that fried the souls a long time ago a plume of smoke & a mushroom cloud whose fear still lingers in feeble minds!

We didnt start the fire!

The Flaming Inferno;the world watches a small shanty part of a posh locale burns to a cinder.
The source of the fire remains a mystery will this Phoenix rise from these ashes or just mere glimpses of a distant memory prevail.
The flames rose high an vortex emerged as though the flames drilled a hole into the very core of the earth.
The earth began to spew pseudo magma that scorched not just the earth but also the hearts of those that dwelled there.
Their hopes lay waste in the ashes that remain.
How can a Castle of Dreams be built on the ruins of another.Every stone lay testament to lives lived and days spent in anguish and in joy.
How long will these cries be subdued;those shrieking souls seek answers.
Answers that they will someday find which manifest themselves in the form of a humble abode not here but elsewhere maybe a small Paradise that we all call home!