Pocketful of Paradise

Sing me a song, buddies,
Make it longer than this night,
There is a man at the end of road
Whom I wish to never fight.

Make me forget about today,
And tommorow if you can,
I will live with yesterday,
As a shallow, old man,
I lived yesterday like today,
And tommorow as yesterday,
How I wish for the tommorow,
I could live as today.

For I am far too tired,
Carrying stones upon my back,
I will be needing them somewhere they said,
For filling all the cracks.
But here is the funniest thing,
That before I took this helpful stone,
I don’t remember having any,
Fissures of my own.

Oh I have been a fool, I have,
To pledge my life to those,
Who taught me how to tiptoe,
By cutting all my toes,
And no I am not invoking,
The vomit of your tears and pity,
Having lived out in a box,
Thinking it as city.

I know I am a failure,
With my absurd elegy words,
And my morning allocution,
Ruffling you drowsy birds,
But in no way in heaven;
Not by which the Archfiend fell,
Can you call my lacuna lunatic,
Or me a brooding tattletale.

I have lived as it has come,
With no night and day in place,
Weren’t any bets upon my head so;
Unobligated to race.
The thought has served me well,
For peace and zen of mind,
Didn’t meet any other,
High Soul of the same kind.

Had no talent so to speak,
Felt no part of any group,
My shirt was tagged ‘Rebel’
Yet never acted in any coup,
Or so I think I did,
Or so I think I do,
But you never know about yourself,
And like me you know it too.

Thus here I sit now,
With a drunk pitcher in my hand,
A sad smile upon my face,
Prompting a ragged band,
All the while aware,
Of those cracks along my spine,
And counting same of those around,
Who too feign that all is fine.

8 thoughts on “Pocketful of Paradise”

  1. Reblogged this on Cereus Florus and commented:
    I am sharing below a masterfully crafted poem by one of my favourite poets.
    I cannot even begin to describe how elegant and enthralling his poetry is! Well, let me try – so much so that I had to sit down and ardently read all of his poems last month, and then re-read them! I felt, in Emily Dickinson’s words – “If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can warm me, I know that is poetry.”

    His poetry beautifully captures his thoughts ; his poems make you THINK, or altogether change your perspective about the world around you.
    Reading him made me realize that I still have a very long way to go.
    Let me just admit it, we are fortunate to read a truly gifted poet like him, whose poetry can withstand the test of time!

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    1. I don’t have enough words to thank you. Truly, I think it my great fortune that you like my writing. It is extremely humbling to have someone who has so much faith in you.
      Your words and encouragement is leading to find a deeper resonance with myself and everything around. Hope I would live up to the expectations and keep growing as a writer and as a human being.
      Blessed to have a friend like you πŸ™πŸ™πŸ™

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      1. You, your poetry and your site, all three must be protected from evil at all costs!

        I, too, am blessed to have you as a friend. God, you are very talented, believe me. ☺

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  2. Very well penned, my friend. Your words are powerful and captivating, and the elegant rhythm adds a surreal beauty to your poems. Glad to have come across your blog, thanks to my friend Aa’eedah. One can go into your site as someone having a bad day and come out with a gleam of hope in his eyes, focused on the silver lining.

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    1. I am glad that the poems give you hope. Nothing is more fulfilling than knowing that one has helped another. And thank you very much for all the compliments 😊
      they, for all I know, shall not let the pen run dry. πŸ™πŸ™

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