Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Along Came Sandy


10/30/12
1:03 am
Brooklyn NY


Along came Sandy


When Sandy threw
Her dander and rage
All trees were swept
And waters took stage

The winds blew men
And boats aside
She set fire to homes
As flames spread wide

The rivers engulfed
Both tunnel and rail
Most roads have sunk
Some homes set sail

Scores of citizens
Both young and old
Have suffered amply
Her wrath, untold

Then, Sandy left unnoticed
Darkness, we now claim
This woeful path of ruin
Will always bear her name

Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Coincidences


10/24/12
12:30 am
Brooklyn NY


Coincidences

 
Life happens inadvertently.
A mind blowing premise,
As life in itself means existence.
Yet life is unconscious and uninformed.  
No wise man can surely foretell,
If tomorrow would come.
We’re mostly unprepared for the unknown.
And the unknown will almost never prepare us
Even if we had an indication of what it might be. 

Yet there are days where accidents happen.
Somehow our whims converge with reality,
And our yearnings become accurate.
The randomness of time seems to propose a plan.
Contrasting events seemed to unite,
As if we have organized the improbability of our dreams.

Some people believe coincidences are inconsequential.
I consider them profound, insightful to the soul.
I happen to believe these little flukes are significant in our lives.
They somehow give us a glimpse to the unknown.
A veritable intuition to what may come. 
Aren’t these the days we feel more alive?
We feel as if the higher beings have come down to us!
Desiring the unlikely to happen more frequently.

I say, go ahead.
Find your coincidence.
Better yet, let it find you.

Friday, October 5, 2012

Double Proposition


10/5/12
6:40 pm
Friday
Washington DC

Double Proposition

Today I swept the river waters.
My arms struck its resistance,
Paddling persistently,
Impelling my boat forward.
Drops from my brow cooled me off,
As I pummeled its flow.

I was never quite convinced,
That I knew where I was headed.
I'm only certain I need to keep paddling.
Paddling meant everything.
And everything is all I’ve got.

As I neared the fork,
Two routes came into view.
One to my left and another to my right.
Both seemed to be of equal value.
It’s likeness stood out,
More than I could decide.
As I approached the split,
I halted my boat.
I knew enough, that whichever way I go,
It would change everything incessantly.
Yet my mind was still undetermined.
And so I yielded.
Floating in uncertainty.

Stealthily, the current guided me towards the left.
Coercing me to stir with the stream.
I knew then where I need to go.
For inherently, the current couldn’t have gone any other way
And perhaps, that’s where I need to be.

Paddling on,
I looked back to where I once was.
The river waters were in constant unrest.
Unpredictably choosing where it flows.

I guess I’ll always wonder,
What it would be like to go to the right.

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

For No Reason


9/18/12
1:30 am
Nowhere
   
For no reason
                         

It’s funny when I think I’ve got something to say,
But I really can’t say anything.
Not having expression renders it incomplete, doesn’t it?
It’s similar to wanting to write,
Yet you can’t begin to inscribe.
Words are understandably consequential,
But they’re nonexistent if they can’t be understood and interpreted.
To say that one speaks their mind seems unattainable this way.
And so, I think that’s all this is,
A mindless declaration of nothingness!
But then again nothing is anything but simple.
For nothing in itself is intense.
It’s a passionate statement of the lack of something.
When you got nothing, it is something, or lack thereof?
Either way, you know you’re up to something.

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Sunday Shoes


4/18/12
1:02 am
Brooklyn


Sunday Shoes
 

There were days that are spent
In utter delight
Just as two old friends
Are brought together in sight

An erstwhile clash
Where no one dared to be near
Callous words were brash,
Repugnance, sheer

Amid all the grief   
Grace persisted through
In a silent ordeal
Where candor rings true

Friendship is sweeter
The second time around
Just as a new pair of shoes
Brings happiness abound