Monday, March 2, 2009

THE GOD, THE BARD AND NOTHING



The first was a man
Of the house of prayer
Cymbals and smoke
Amens and queues
Alms and offerings
A divine investment

Head in the holy tub
Bread in his mouth
Blood at the altar
Yoke in place

Walks down the isle
Kneels for a grace
Sits
Stands
Waits for the judgement
For the angel with the trumpet

The second was the son
Of a calm ignorance
Life is a conincidence
Death is by chance

The stars were made
By no immortal hand
The deep oceans have an end
The sky who cares, it's too wide

Love is a fallacy
Kindness is a waste of time
Hate is unnecessary
Bliss is boring
Envy is stupid
Sadness leads nowhere

Lives from end to end
Hangs in the middle
Smiles
Yawns
Waits for none
Nothing

Both die on a happy-sad day
The first transcends to nothingness
The second wails in hell

4 comments:

GauravNath said...

very thought-provoking and well crafted poem..inspiring!

daicub&daicub said...

thanks gaurav :) I'm happy you understood what I was trying to say...

cunfusion & marmalade said...

really good work for a guy who has trouble parting with 6 rupees for a samosa

daicub&daicub said...

:) I shall just consider the first half of your 'compliment'