Random Ramblings

From the color of dark white walls The tones of my imagination fade. Grand glory of historic bricks, with sharp lines. Smooth as varnish,shiny these even colored marvels. One by one they stand tall bricks of a grand white wall. As indistinguishable, even colored marvels. But today at the break of the day The glassy army will enter the field. One by one the bricks will cringe Fine lines will appear, from the focus to the fringe. The mirage of merriness Squares copulating for a life shall end. Lines will mend Pre-written history with a bend. A few of them will crumble Few others, remain. Pinks and reds will gape out of the cracks Blues and blacks, un-tame. I watch, Lost in the clinking of marbles I suspend. Bricks laugh in front of me, little by little Some happy, some pretend. In the shallow of their earthen hearts How much can they swim? A metal pendant rusts A dry rose dreams.

Fall turned the color green into orange, red leaves spread loud and brazen; like the cry before deprived sleep like the burst before blindness. The chill of morning air bites, and silences the passion. Two birds that visit my window-view tree all year long like stars, Their little feet dancing in the spring of the branches. The cold seethed in the warmth of the leaves. The birds kept dancing. And my little one keeps smiling with a glint in his eyes. **** Note from the Author **** This poem is actually a symbolic representation of the changing times around Nov 2008 - The falling economy and Obama being elected. The color green in the first para : Green as is money, prosperity, green as in greed. The Fall - literal meaning is seasonal the month of Oct, Nov. Symbolic meaning -Fall of the government, economic downfall. Color Orange, Red - as in revolution, danger, trying times. The second para is about the things that are not going to change whatever happens to the environment around the