eons captured by sand

i wrote something down
on the sands
of these golden shores

they laughed at me
when they saw me do this
they said it wouldn't stay

things written on sand
die an early death
like most promises

i paid no heed
i wrote what i had to
once finished
i stood aside
and smiled

they laughed harder

i don't blame them
they did not know
what i knew

i sat down
next to my words
and waited for it

the biggest wave of them all
i waited for it

when even the birds
had returned home
i stayed

it finally came
at sunset
prince like
wearing a white shape-shifting crown
on its head

i stepped aside
it read them
consumed them
gathered them
with two hands

they were gone
without a trace
taken by a force
with no face

i slept satisfied
at the very same spot

the following morrow
the ones that had laughed the loudest
arrived

and saw a clean slate

we told you they said
we told you they repeated

you were bound to lose
loose words like these

if you wanted them immortalized
you should have etched them
on the tips of the pyramids

that wouldn't have been right
not at all
i said

they would have blown away
from the tops
of the palaces of the resting Pharaohs

don't you see
i did give them eternity

for they came to me
while watching the sea
and their last wish was
within it to be

'take me into thy womb
for on these foreign shores
i feel forsaken'
the words had spelt

by being washed away
by being swept away
their last wish
their only wish

had, indeed, been met

A-bridged

life, as we know it,
lies on two sides of the bridge,
the easy choice, would be,
to stand in between,

but that doesn't really help,
does it?
you know it doesn't.

if you intend to live life,
you have got to choose,
a side that you truly,
believe in.


standing in between,
leaves you, just there,
standing in between.

as life, for only you,
on either side,
stands still.

and life, for only you,
flows away beneath,
in a stream of blue.

walk over,
cross over,
to your side of the life.

jump into,
dive into,
the depths of your life.

that are yours,
to be taken,
to be lived,
to be laughed,
to be magnified.

try living,
the life you chose.
that way,
atleast you tried.

or live a life,
neither here,
nor there,
indecisive,
in between.

state of affairs

hey you

you armchair activist
with spindly legs
and rubber fists

i see you frown
with dissatisfaction
at the state of affairs

but all i see you doing
is getting red-eyed
from your smart phone's glare

you thumb away
at the keypad
arming your words

with hastags
and ending your sentences
with weak multiple

exclamation marks
question marks
quotes and unquotes

falling back

on irrelevant references
on misinterpreted
historical contexts

while you sit back
and scratch your scrotum
under the pretext

of feigned concern and worry
that the world is nearing doom
in a hurry

change the world
as your message to the world
you type

a thousand comments and likes
fueling the false hype
you, a peacock with the air of a raccoon

something needs to be done
something needs to be done
something needs to be done
soon

or else

all is lost
you grind your teeth
and form a community

of followers
who bring in, add, attract
even more followers

happy, satisfied, you are
witnessing your tribe swell
as sitting on your lazyboy

you yell

Mom can you please
get me some more coffee
and some ginger bread

and oh

could you please
take the dog out for walk
and yes the cat needs to be fed too

hey you

JudgeMental

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