Stairway to castle in the air

In the going year I made

A castle in the air,

In the coming year I'll

Make a stairway to reach there.

May you find your stairway to your castle in the air. Happy New Year! 

Something is dying

 

The hills and vales do not know,

Nor do the forests and rivers,

Or, the insects, birds and animals

That something is dying;

Some people in the beehives,

Of the cities know it though,

Those with targets and appraisal cycles;

Also, some people in the death row,

Feel something is dying,

The year is dying.

0/0/0000

 

I believe that there is no year 0/0/0000 in the Gregorian Calender. That is, there is no year between 1 BC and 1 AD. I'm told that the Hindu and Buddhist calendar do have a 0 year, though. What will be the year after 31/12/9999? Will it be 1/1/10000? Or, will it be 0/0/0000? Or, will it be 1/1/0001?

I checked and found that 31/12/9999 would be a Friday. Will it be the ultimate Thank God it's Friday? I also found that 1/1/0001 started with the Monday blues.

PS: Since the Roman numerals do not have a zero, it would be a little difficult to write 0/0/0000, don't you think?

Trespass

 

You put up a signage,

Trespassers will be shot.

But, I'll take that chance,

And trespass into your heart.

Upside down

Today I was very happy that the first page of  Sunday Times carried all good news, till I looked at the pictures in that page:

All the pictures were upside down. For a cheery perspective of  our world today, we've to look at it upside down.

Winter Solstice:

 

Sometimes the Lord favours the night,

Sometimes He favours the day,

Sometimes He wants us to make love,

Sometimes He wants us to make hay.

Reverse order of doing things

A friend sent me this beautiful message today:

And, the good thing is that this works in the reverse order too: happiness is resting, and then doing nothing.

 

Heavens triaged love

 

The heavens triaged love into:

Love, unrequited love, and loveless.

And the queue in the two of them

Was endless.

And the heavens thought they'd

Made a mistake in triaging,

So, sent the souls in those two lines,

Back again.

But the result was the same:

The loveless remained,

Those with unrequited love remained.

I let it pass

 

I received this Wednesday gyan today:

Be loyal to your future,

Not your past.

Ignoramus, that I am, I reflected on this and said to myself: Is it even possible to be loyal to the future? To be loyal to the future, one has to be a clairvoyant, or, prescient. Which I am not. So, I let it pass.

A wish remained

 

Each night, a star dimmed out,

Each night, a wish vaporised,

After a billion years,

It was a starless sky,

It was a wishless world,

Almost, though;

For a star remained,

A wish remained,

And it came true,

So love was born.

Most forms come with asterisks

 

We fill many forms:

Some for feedback,

Some to open an accout,

Some to close an accont.

Most forms come with asterisks,

At the end of bolded questions,

These quesstions we have to answer,

To move forward to the next row,

He tried to close his love account,

But got stuck at the first question,

What is love, the question asked.

He hasn't been able to close

His love account, yet.

Only love, when he is on the other side

 

Before he goes away

Love him enough;

It could be a while

Before you meet him again,

So love him enough,

That he remembers

That he was loved, and how!

Remembers only love,

When he is on the other side.