In praise of Beauty

The Trees,
they inspire me.
The Wind,
it calls out to me.
The Waves,
they beckon me.
The Shadows,
they follow me.
The Sun,
it smiles at me.
The living creatures,
they amaze me.
Nature,
it makes life worth living for me.

A Tryst With The King

I see a King Cobra
basking in all it's glory.
I fear for a second
at the thought of it's bite.
The man within me wants to kill it instantly,
but then I ask myself
what has it done to me?
I take a step backward.
The Snake raises it's hood
ready for attack.
All of a sudden,
My fear is overtaken by my ego.
My thirst for supremacy takes over me.
With one shot of the gun,
the Snake is dead.
I feel no guilt.
Little do I know,
I will suffer the same fate...soon.
My supremacy will be short lived.

Photographs of the Past

“Memory is a way of holding on to the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose.”-Kevin Arnold

Memories
Distorted as they come,
the only reflections of the past.
Tainted as they may be
handy when needed to be.
Useful when you are in need of remembrance
A hindrance when you are to reproduce them.
Personally,I can't remember anything
Does not stop me from having memories.
We all need mirrors to remind ourselves of who we are
and I am no different.

Crime and Punishment

“Justice and power must be brought together, so that whatever is just may be powerful, and whatever is powerful may be just.”-Blaise Pascal

By the darkest day,
by the brightest night,
justice was never served
in spite of their cries.
Over the mountains,along the plains
freedom was just a step away.
So near and yet so far
Alas!The distinction between crime and justice
has been overlooked thus far.

An End to Suffering

“One day your life will flash before your eyes. Make sure its worth watching.”-Anoynmous

I have been afflicted by a curse.
One that nobody escapes from.
It will tear me down slowly
till the time there will be no more.
My pupils begin to dilate,
I begin to lose my senses.
Time seems to slow down
and material objects seem to blur.
It is a rare feeling this.
Probably once in a lifetime.
I try hard not to let go.
Reality seems quite a distant dream now.
There is an ounce of life left in me.
How long before it ends?
The feeling seems to last forever.
Time has indeed taken its toll.