Silver Lining

Many a times has this been said before
And so shall I repeat
Whatever happens, happens for good
Sometimes, there is victory in defeat

These clouds of gloom you see
Dark, ugly and threatening
But my friend don’t forget
Every cloud has a silver lining

The sun has to come out
If not today but one day
For change is what life is about
Nothing remains the same way.

Going Back

Slipping through my hands
Slowly you are
Baby steps away from me
Walking you are

The more you slip
Tighter my grip
Farther you go away
Glued my feet stay

Times of happiness
Slowly I see ending
Back into emptiness
My life is drifting

Mr Priest

That man -
       Bald head and saffron veil,
       The beard of grey zeal,
       White gown head to heels.
HE is the messenger of God
So he proclaims;
Thus his lordship says
       “You are insignificant, sinful and ignorant
       But I pure, pious and benevolent;
       I am THE chosen one, do as I say
       Close your eyes and follow me
       I will lead you into the right way”
You hold his hands with the hope
That cleansed of all sins one fine day,
Heaven will knock at your door.
And so you begin to pray
       “My lord take me into your fold
       This is my hand, please hold
       And here’s a green note for your hive
       In case you need food to survive”

Thus begins the business of faith
Of selling piousness off the shelf
Of rituals and rites for greater self
But that greatness never in sight
He never intended to, you never see the light
Your earlier sins were never wiped
Yes a few added and a few swiped.
And then again his lordship proclaims
       “You are insignificant, sinful and ignorant
       But I pure, pious and benevolent;
       I am THE chosen one, do as I say
       Close your eyes and follow me
       I will lead you into the right way”