3 April 2012

Lines on Indian Paper - II


Continuingly fidgety with my pen, the following occupied me while others slept in class:

1. Physics notebook, don't know what seized me, it's different:

"The princess cringed away from the villain,
He pulled her closer, he plunged himself into her;
She screamed, he laughed aloud.

Her lover appeared - thrust a shiny blade
Through the devil and the object of his life.

He gasped at his act of possession and impaled himself.
His tears soaked him just as his blood deserted his veins."

2. Mechanics notebook, eventuality inspired:

"When left to die,
How long you survive
Is left to providence."

Seems to be more of a statement.

3. Physics tutorial notebook:

"We have a rule that the one who wins
Shall rule the world till their death.
To equalize things, we kill them
Just after five years of their stay on the throne."

I guess the General Elections creeped up on my mind.

4. Just like that:

"An old man smiles, holding aloft a jar of acid.
He drops it, the incendiary drops spray across his face.
He howls in pain, the smile not washed from his visage;
His senile eyes glint with a mocking guilt.
You feel he may be your future, he sees you as his son."

The changing times, the weary eyes and the wind that erodes you to dust.

3 comments:

Sirish said...

will unfriendly verse ever cease to cloud my view(s) ? layer upon layer of impressions twisted by conscience and finally made to form an opinion that couldn't sum up what you FELT...it's the very nature of beauty, and i feel guilt when i reduce it, 'platonify' it and tell them what i thought of it, 'described' it....
but i can always resort to a trivial and more 'truthful' form, saving myself from the dilemma of expression and say that i enjoyed them for what they ARE.
hogwash !
the second extract was a swift arrow.. 'possibility' left to blemish being (?) the third one is quite humorous, reflects the fickle nature of the masses, a rolling stone that will do anything to drown itself in shallow waters..the first and the last ones were eye-openers, i deeply appreciate them. that is all..

Megs said...

The princess cringed away from the villain,
He pulled her closer, he plunged himself into her;
She screamed, he laughed aloud.


Her lover appeared - thrust a shiny blade
Through the devil and the object of his life.


He gasped at his act of possession and impaled himself.
His tears soaked him just as his blood deserted his veins.

You're right, it certainly IS different from the blog posts I remember. But a refreshing change-more dramatic, it catches the attention.
For the record, I just started a new blog. About time, you say?:) It's good to be back. Keep the articles coming!

chemineers04-05 said...

where is Lines on Indian Paper - I?
this one's really interesting da.

Gud one....write pieces like this rather all serious...warsome.