Foreword
I write these snippets only on those delicate moments. It invited a few encouraging comments. I am sharing it once again post some minor edit. Hope this would be welcome.
(March 2012)
Raw fingers on Harmonium
* Krishna Murthy is a street singer
I write these snippets only on those delicate moments. It invited a few encouraging comments. I am sharing it once again post some minor edit. Hope this would be welcome.
Krishna Murthy
Sings
(March 2012)
One jump inside a
bus;
And fluky to
find a seat!
Bruises of the
day’s chores
Veiled in a deep
breath
Raw fingers on Harmonium
Diverts the
sulking minds
Drop of rain for
the Hornbills,
Zephyr closes
all eyes in summer
A silky voice
laments;
Garlands of a
lost spring
Garnishing a
shrine, a mind*
Mild recap of a golden
era
Is there a past,
a present?
A myth of time
and space
This moment is
precious for us
Blessed souls,
inside the bus
The snob in me
took a snap; He -
slays with a smile, extends a tabloid
slays with a smile, extends a tabloid
I dare not ask
him;
Is life a
success, are there dreams anymore?
I return the
rag, coins clang;
He alights and
seeks the next,
My neighbour
praises Sruti*
I feign
ignorance, and wrap my face.
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* An old
Malayalam film song
* http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shruti_(music)* Krishna Murthy is a street singer
Unsure Insurance
(October
2010)
Aimless
conversations, Clueless e-mails
End
down in the trash
Age of
transparency
One day shall overtake
Age of
Dinosaurs,
And
rule of fake Mughals
Into
that heaven of freedom, my Father
Where
little children recite,
'Where
the mind is without fear....’
Let
me awake"
Twilight
Thoughts
(February
2008)
All I
need is a lovely place
to sit and think and read and write
to sit and think and read and write
To
tell those stories, of my place
Taste
and smell of milk* in rice!
Taste
and smell of Anjili* fruit
Smell
of flower beds, decorations
Dancing
dragon flies around
Echoes
of drums and cheers from hills!
Sweet
n'sour is a Kara fruit
Hot is
Mango, chilly with salt
Sour
is Tamarind, so is Aamla
Eating
Banana with evening tea!
Singing
from a sailing boat
Call a
cuckoo to make a game
Throw
a nut to the chirping squirrel
Chasing
a rabbit through Cassavas!
All I
need is a lonely place
To sit
and dream and dance and sing
A ride
on a swing is all I want
To
touch those stars and catch the Moon!
a. Milk is found in rice before it is ripe.
b. Anjili fruit (hirsutus) is delicious, small wild jack fruit and its
seeds can be fried like nuts.
c. Kara fruit is a plum sized fruit found in hill sides in bushes.
March of Ants
(November 2007)
What will be the outcome?
Out there! All the tough ones!
Men of steel should march ahead
Life is blissful indeed!
Living a life so desperate
Agony, ecstasy, so great!
Time will tell the story
Don’t you feel so sorry!
Join the herds for grazing
Quench all desires of life
Facing the danger is Key
Ignore the doubts all the way.
Little we know why we came
Heroes and zeroes we became!
Going ahead or behind?
Pushing and pulling through life.
Gather the pearls on the way
They may be useful some day
Sure is the Dawn ahead
Toasting the rays of hope-spread!
Good Morning!
(To Quote L Da Vinci: "The men of experiment are like the ants, they
only collect and use. But the bee... 'Gathers' its materials from the
flowers of the garden and of the field, but transforms and digests it by a
power of its own....." when do we?)
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