Rocks

Like a plethora of diamonds,

Ranging from dusk, smooth

Like velvet, obscure yet bright

Pale, blue and cool.

Sparking and vivacious,

All unlike another

Distant and imaginative

With crystal eyes.

The uncanny jade,

Fremd with powers

And exotic life

Changed, tampered and weather’d.

                                                               

                                                                                 (c) Mitul Magu

                                                                                  29^th March, 2015

THE ROAD

Is it I that shall vanquish,

The evil that I see.

Beneath these very veins and,

Worrisome pains,

And find tranquillity?

Or is it the world,

That I once remembered as,

A happy place,

Which I now see,

With uncertainty?

Or is it the leaders,

The people of people,

That once stood for right,

Help people,

Like you and me?

When will this hunger end?

When will this suffering end?

When will I be able to see,

A road that takes me,

Higher than all the boundaries.

To a place where I can live in,

A place where all can live in,

Where there is no caste and religion,

No rapes and murder victims,

I see that place come towards me,

And I wait for you to see it too.

                                                                                                (c) Mitul Magu

                                                                                                5^th August, 2015