Journey of a Pen

Some letters and few words

Woven in gossamer sheath

Of pilfered dreams and little hopes

Cheering star and panoramic moon

Of green pastures and blowing winds

Of sighs, heaves and yearnings;

Bearing young and parturition

Strong wills and arrogance

Of grey and mature

Of death and burial

Epitaph and succession

Of un-intending memory and recollections.

A sheet of faith and white linen

Of prayers, pleads and strengths

Of empty glass sometimes full

Of ripples, beds and greed’s

A voice and song from unsung lyrics

Of imagination ignis fatuus;

Illusions and disbelief

Of coffee and cream

Religion, caste and creed

Of revolts and unity

Of peace and harmony

Of movements and beliefs.

Through waters and legends

And rains and misery

From will- o- wisp and broken hearts

From white frocks and a pair of jeans

Muddy waters and showering spring

Through green and smiles

And summer and joy

And fallen yellow leaves

Of winters and cold

Of blood and red

Of life and journey

And hammer and sledge.