Friday, July 18, 2008

thank you

i'm thankful
for many things in life - oh so many
but this is not about all that
just about a particular point
and a very important one at that

i'm thankful
for you
that you exist, first and foremost
that i got to know you and still do
yes you, my friend,
i thank the gods for you

coz my belief it is
that life is immense,
unmeasureable by human standards
but life here and in this life now
a most important thing is friendship
and this you've given me
continue so to do

real friendship's intangible
it's not about bingey saturday nights
neither trekking the countryside
nor any single activity or multitude of
real friendship transcends
everything material

i do not try, therefore,
to pinpoint this, or that
or count how many emails exchange
no, no, nay of this
it's simply that you
and i
have a space for each other
in our respective hearts

for that i bow my head
towards you
as well as "thanks"
i say "namaste" -
whose literal meaning is thus:
'i unite the male and female in me
and bow down to god
whom i see in you'

Saturday, December 15, 2007

the fruit factory

just a shop?
possibly,
howe'er the atmosphere
is delish
as the fruit served
the shakes direct
from nature's womb
apple ginger orange lime
apple mint pineapple
fresh like drops of dew
th'are fall'n sweet 'n' chilly
at day's end in pai


pics of 'the fruit factory' : http://picasaweb.google.com/istivan/AtTheFruitFactory

Sunday, November 25, 2007

on the eight of october...

very early in the morning
so early it's still called night
i left the evening with a thought
that it might 'ave been an opportunity
which i'll doubtless miss

had a great time - effortlessly:
the way the best things happen
but my dream's calling
so loudly now
and it's her i'm gonna follow

my spirit's on its way
across the globe
to explore the waters yet uncharted
in the oceans within

Monday, November 19, 2007

sand sifting through my fingers

on the eve of my dream
and i've got an avalanche of thoughts and emotions
too many things to sort out
and i think of you constantly
i turn towards the heavens
and ask why
did i fall in love in this precise moment
'mother india tests you' - i've been told
and by god is she testing me

yesterday night
i finally plucked up the courage, and
told you how i feel
'though you knew already
but i felt lame
short of enough words.
it was nice to hear you say you feel the same
'though i already knew
we parted ways
i left feeling like you were sand slipping through my fingers
something i cannot grasp
by way of my own decision

however this i owe to myself
this voyage into the unknown
to make matters worse
my travelling-partners-to-be
feel so distant -
i hope against hope
that it's only a wrong impression i've got
and i think of you
and i'll still be thinking
on the way into my venture

Sunday, November 04, 2007

bobbina

i fell in love again last week
against all odds
a love forbidden?
not by anyone
but by circumstance ...

coz i want you
- badly -
but at the same time i feel
it don't make sense
to engage in something sacred
just days away
before goin' away

but you're on my mind
you are
all the time
and i go to sleep
with the image of your face stuck in my mind

Sunday, September 09, 2007

smell of rain!

open the doors,
the windows and inhale
let the fresh air in
the dew-smelling air in from the first rain
a fresh breath in spetember
after hot hot june july august too
the sweltering months give way
to freshenss -
albeit for a few days
until a new heatwave strikes with
all its fervour and renewed vigour
for a few more days weeks on end
but for these few days;
a gift from the skies above
they opened up a crack
and let the water pour down
and soak up our streets houses cars selves
clearing up the clogness of the air around
taking the dust from the air back to the sea

so for today tomorrow and hopefully the day after
let's open up all windows and doors
let's open up our lungs and inhale the fresh air
let's allow our bodies to freshen up!
vive la pluie!

Wednesday, May 16, 2007

hurricane

hurling, twirling
a hurricane felt
that shakes the very foundations
of this house, this 'temple'
as the big J called it
the tempest that breaks out
over the plain weather
suddenly, it cometh
whence all was calm
is now in a havoc
with the lone sailor
in the midst
his foothold struggling to hold
clutching at something
hoping against hope it's
not just a stray straw passing by

Wednesday, April 25, 2007

stare

unashamedly i stare
and absorb all the detail
while we're chatting away
your smile-eyes-highcheekbones
the way you twist your lips
in a smirk, your elegant jawline even
the twist of the tongue when you're speaking
each time i see you i bask
in the pleasure of watching your face
and i pleasurably stare
as an innocent child would

Thursday, March 29, 2007

a quote by albert :o)

"Computers are incredibly fast, accurate and stupid; humans are incredibly slow, inaccurate and brilliant; together they are powerful beyond imagination." -- Albert Einstein

Saturday, September 30, 2006

at the butcher's

visited the butcher
the other day
not that he has anything
to offer me
an errand it was
in a filthy place

the smell of blood
gruesome aura around
he was slicing up
a couple of goats
i left the place with
a sickening nausea