Wishes And Granted.

This is my world I wished,
This is how my world has changed.

I demanded a slow life
with so much to think and
many puzzles to dwell inside
I ever wished to have a steady my life
but is there any life I live, Steady at all?

I wanted my life as of plain water
of tiny ripples, speeding forward
touching all the destinations,
kissing all the leading ghats.

I always wished to be feeding,
my body, my soul, my brain
with the good crop of the season ,
with the bright fishes of silver fin
the water and coconut wine.

I always wished to have
a short siesta, after the noon meal
at least twice a week.
evenings with my dog, playing a fetch
down into the playground.

I wished the most if I could have
more chapters to read from Yeats, Keats, and Renu.
and in a while, I complete a couple of my poems
and if I could have read, my words to my lovers.

I wish I could read aloud with my glasses on
balancing the passion and vigor tucked together.


But, see this!
Darn life of mine
I am into a damn perverted life,
among the losers of benign thoughts
I smoke cigarettes, I toss the ashes
into open blouse.


Here I spend my life
there is no day no night.
I am among the brutal laughter of several
boozed to the core, their souls
even don't bother to be content.
my life revolves around the glittering fake light.

The tragic masters of the world
who however run the business, the brain, and any man.
they have some rules
for few sips of scotch and the zarred raw nicotine
I play puppet for them, I sell my skills
on the lightening shots of the billiard board
I sell my skills to the mistress in double my size.
and during the madness of applause,
I breathe the echoes of my cry.
"Bravo! You are near and here soon".

Bravo, I see my wishes Heating up
and cold into the craters of silence.

-Krishna Rai

3:44 AM 1/3/2010

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