Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Nagala – a tribute.




Walking up that treacherous trail
Along that dry river bed
Rocks and pebbles crunched by boots
As I swing my arms in a rhythmic sway

Thorny bushes in clumps
Dwarfed by the hills around
A full moon in broad daylight
A cool sun that surprised me

Into the bower of jungle trees
A welcome shade beckons
I amble along at my own gentle pace
Along that dry river bed

Across the bend a stream appears
Crystal clear waters bubbling away
Sparkling in the sunshine
So clean and pure

As I tread gingerly through
Slippery pebbles slip… and slide away
And I stretch my arms apart
As I take the next careful step

Along the way I reach a refreshing green pool
And a nymph walking along dived smoothly in
In a flash, she clambered up the rocks across
A faint hint of a smile flitting on her lips

Into those waters I plunge quickly in
And emerge shivering in the icy cold
Warm rays of sunshine engulf me
As I float on the water without a care

Lost in the lap of nature
Time loses its grip on man
Isn’t this the way we were meant to be?
Wild and free, just the way she is


 M V J Simon 2011


Friday, November 4, 2011

Somewhere...


Some place to hide
Somewhere to go
Some place in my heart
I long to be

Somewhere to lie
Some place to dream
Some place to gaze
At the moon-lit sky

Some place to roam
Some where to walk
An aimless walk
in this cold, cold world

Some place to swing
My arms freely
And amble along
At my own free pace

It just doesn’t matter
If you aren’t around
I walk all alone
In this cold, cold land

Coz somewhere within
There’s this warm place
Somewhere in my heart…
Some memories…
That keep me warm

 MVJ Simon 2011