Continuance

The human race. thankless. covetous.
Its desire for more
Fueling Godlessness
Abetting avarice.

An unholy struggle, waged against the self
A race against time
For strength. wealth. power.
An inevitable end; six feet under.

Did the elements ever desire more?
Did the earth ever want to flow?
The oceans fly?
The air rest?

Is nature doomed to permanence?
With morbid reflections of cruel existence?

Earth,
Cause of battle
And the ground for it
That for the many journeys undertaken on it
It's stillness stands preordained

Air,
Fated to invisibility.
An unseen orphan, longing to be held

Water,
Doomed to rain upon us
To be trapped within earth, to lose existence

Or is this continuance reward for natures self-denial?
And death, a result of desire?

3 am

Treasure hunt with kids less than half my age - Freedom
Panwala outside Fr. Agnels still recognising me after all these years - Happiness
A water-soaked evening with friends - Fun
Emosanal atyachaar from Dev.D - Awesome

Stretches at 3 am in the morning - Relief
Chat with an out-of-bounds friend - Sweet
Palestine-Israel conflict - Sad
Lust for wealth - Fruitless

Structures at Hiranandani - Heartless
Ambition - Fantasy; Reality - Death
Hansie Cronje - Fall Guy
Next poem - When?

Reality TV - Unreal
Life mein aaraam ho toh ideas aatey hain - Lux