Basics

Life as I see it... Life is beautiful, precious and so on and so forth.... This phrase is an iconic cliche!  I cannot help but wonder, why 'beauty' in general, is always tagged with the 'lighter'  of everything that exists.  Let me start with the very basic 'trend'..... Colour. I haven't yet talked about racism, will come to that shortly... Why do 'most' of us find 'lighter and Brighter' colours as more beautiful,  appealing and attractive, than the darker ones? Is it an intrinsic part of our nature, or has this dogma, been trained,  and hypocritically been made into a fact? A lot of people i know, believe in simplicity( though i beg to differ!) of things. So let me start with as simple a thing as a favourite colour..... Excluding black and White (the former being a mixture of coloured pigments,  and the latter being a combination of coloured lights), if I asked you, to choose  your favourite colour, most girls would say Pink(baby),  and majority of the guys will say blue (sky,light, etc.). A few might say lavender or a bright red,  or perhaps a parrot green, even a sunflower yellow. Isn't it apparent that there are HARDLY a few people who claim to like darker colours,  like Brown, or sap green, etc? Why the difference? All colours are equally beautiful, and appealing! The seed of racism is sowed at this very basic level. The choice of colours.  Basically, our minds have been 'trained' into believing the difference! If, human brain to be trained into believing such an appalling establishment, then,  what is the difference between artificial intelligence and Nature intelligent.  We are analogous to Robots and computers. We are nothing but, some written set of programs, that we blindly follow! In fact, if one wants the concept of racism to become extinct, then, we must even refrain from using the very the evil 'word'! Secretively, we'd be calling for the devil himself ;) Amen

My Poetic Angle!

Befriending Loneliness!


I stand high right up to the sky,
My arms symbolize strength, that’s a lie!
Apparently happy and bold, virtual tranquility
Expressed in all ways, succeeding with great felicity!
Yes I’m bald without my beloved leaves, bosom frozen with cold blood,
My body sore with cynical glares, can you hear the silent flood?

I wear a stern countenance, an attitude voluptuously donned,
I swear they are ironical, not just worn for love to be loaned
There lies insecurities very deep inside, with unalloyed alacrity for love,
Waiting for a glance, a look, a touch, akin a single Dove
Superficiality of carnal pleasures, pure love undefined,
Loneliness so corrosive, company so confined
Profound my contemplation, with persistent confusion,
I ask lyrically, Life is Precious, an illusion?

I now wait for the season, when ripest is the Time,
My long lost love, my leaves, bringing to me warmth which is sublime!
When I shall be loved for what I am, not for what I should pose to be,
Not to sing a beautiful song a la melody, or to dress like a Princess for the world to see
But for my leaves, the apple of my eyes, subtly laid on my arms,
Just spelling loneliness, would raise doubts and alarms
History is fait accompli, future is not, please let them know they are invaluable,
Vivid memories starve me further, cannot their stay be perpetual?