The fluttering orange robe

The orange robe does not flutter anymore,
Not to the motion of limbs that once wore,
But to the winds of change and unfathomable silence,
This day the world seems to have lost all innocence.

There is denial of once that was belief,
Uncertainty that does not offer any relief,
Yet in slumber tender and sublime,
We witness love overcomes test of time

We have heard that to feel is to be there,
To experience and to share,
Nonetheless our eyes fail to see,
His glory in you and me.

Awake and arise for there is no better moment,
To move beyond fear and lament,
Light the lamp of selfless love again,
There shall be no agony no pain.

And as we become His love in action
We shall be His limbs in motion,
Its then in us and many a abode,
We shall again see the fluttering orange robe.

In a fix

The air conditioner is down, so is the refrigerator,
however much I frown, over the heater
the roof may give in, so much to repair,
I see your grin, in my despair

I can fix it this time, so have I for countless years,
for these are all mine, worth my sweat and tears,
yet my life spent to overhaul, has only seen peace temporary,
dead is my soul, killed by my own treachery

what did I set out to be, what was my hunger all about,
was it to break free, or to be imprisoned by doubt,
a few seconds of glory and some more humiliation,
this is my story of survival within oblivion

and there is my luggage, I shall have it forever,
growing with my age and surviving together,
I don’t feel the weight, not anymore,
Perhaps it’s a bait, to take me to the shore

Fisherman’s Dilema

I see it dying a slow death,
Suffocated gasping for breath,
For once I want it to be free,
Unshackle and let it flee,
The unfathomable pain of denial,
and the faith in life perennial,
Is a myth guarded by arrogance,
Demonstrates willful ignorance.
But then can I decide,
How long shall it reside,
For I did not chose its voyage,
Neither did I its silent gaze,
I need to be still,
Wait for its kill,
And someday I too shall be there,
Perhaps someone else shall just stare.