Sunscreen On The Moon

A place where there is hope,
A place where there is light,
Where silence sings into space....

Where is this place you ask?
Somewhere high up the slope..
Or somewhere to climb with a rope?

It is a sacred plain which causes delight,
Where a million stars twinkle at night.
An alluring invincible fortress at place,
A beacon of radiant hope to embrace...
A place with no crevices in time,
A place which might be the perfect paradigm..
Wrapped in the cocoon of enchanting silence,
In between life and light,it is full of suspense.
An epitome of mystery, metaphor, love and fiction,
A timeless beauty to be moon struck with intoxication.
Different version it takes every single day,
A bite of it without fail somebody takes away.
Bright and dark; beautiful and non existent,
It is too near and yet,too far and distant.


In dream airlines an exquisite voyage to the moon,
Like a silver surfer to surf across the moon.
Every single day it suffers from the sun's wrath,
Nevertheless it continues solely on its own path.
May be to apply some sunscreen on its dry surface,
Prevent it from getting tanned and losing its pearly grace!!

A Reason

Do we always need a reason ?

A reason to believe..
A reason to trust?

Logic builds the reasoning,
An impulse refutes the logic.
You can't argue, you can't question,
Sometimes it's just easy to accept.

To accept that there are times when music goes into space,
The kaleidoscope of patterns don't leave an image.

That words have no meaning until you give it to them,
That the most small things can bring a smile,

That an Utopian way of life needs continuous adjustments.

That sometimes tears don't need a reason,
To accept that two parallel lines shall only meet at horizon.
That uninhibited laughter won't take you to treason,
That a White maruti omni is ominous without reason.

That Murphy's law shall never cease to apply,
That bulls eye doesn't mean a bull in eye,
Pet peeves cause annoyance,but you don't know why.

That hatred can be ignited just by a spark,
But difficult to keep the spark of love..
Even though it should be the other way round,
But they both speak in the silence of sound..

And you still are left searching for a reason,
Because it is just difficult to accept,
That sometimes acceptance is the key,
However much you hate to disagree.