Saturday Morning Blues..

Friday, February 6, 2009


I jumped, tearing my way
through the listless wind
played with self-made cars
of paint and empty bottles

I rode, up to the sky
in a neon lit wheel
gazed at street performers
at village festivals

Ignorance was bliss, and desires low,
the days were lively and nights mellow
for me I lived, for me I breathed
is there in life a reverse gear...

I ran, heart in hand
just to reach the line
street cricket was all
and Blyton kept me fine

I found solace in books
and a hand for art
wrote comics and dreamed
of a life forgot

The things that I dreamed, the life that I sought
I cycled in rain and I laughed aloud
a King in my world, a crown of my own
is there in life a reverse gear...

I live, for the times
I live the dream of my Pa's
my old comics locked up
and memories lost
for with time does fade
all the haunting past
is there in life a reverse gear...?

9 comments:

Vinay said...

I'm searching for a fast forward button..or in your words the fifth gear for my life

Anonymous said...

free..

CkisgoD said...

@Vinay

yeah... gethu.. free :)

CkisgoD said...

@GS

free...

nanda said...

i cant see why you have to live your pa's dream.. all it takes is a bit of resolve.. maybe the stanza will change to "is there a need for reverse gear in life?" im still ignorant about the crude ways of the world.. maybe thats why im at bliss :)

nanda said...
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CkisgoD said...

@Nan

def, maybe. :)

rt said...

donno how u manage to pack the right feelings in the right words. enjoied it.
great poem, yet again :D

CkisgoD said...

thanks :D