The Invisible Shoe

I wonder if I'll wear this shoe in the streets of refined;

Attend the ball not with my leather, not with anything cheap.

For sure I will face disparity from the humankind

For those who wear such are less in the means of high worship:

Those in the paddy fields where our white gold grows to let us live;

Those innocent souls teasing each other in pure gladness

And the deserted old man  waiting for his time to leave

From this lowly earth where your footwear measures your highness!

It is quite ominous to understand this matter of life.

Is it really my windfall of wearing not what they have?

Or these are knocks of heart that the need of help is now rife,

At least these brothers are our half, they also need our salve.

              I wonder if I'll wear someone else's invisible shoe,

              Walk with its sole hoping I wouldn't fall when I get into.

The Invisible Shoe

Tuesday, May 14, 2013

10:29 AM

Sonnet at the Twilight Zone

How far can your eyes tell the splendor of your soul each day

When your heart has been covered with the verve of your worries?

And your windows are all curtained to make inside so gray

No glitter but that lamp which in time became also wearish.

This corner must be turned now; bring back yourself to the beam

Of colors around the cheerfulness of summer season

Though daylight will soon grow fainter, retreating with its hymn

Of blessings to rest, if only you will start to listen

For Sun, the mighty star e'en cares to leave a scenic canvas,

That when it's time to leave this day as part of the Memoire,

We would fathom how main to live this life, and yet just once!

Make it momentous more with the best suit from your armoire.

                    And at the end of every twilight comes the hope and joy

                    That there are more out there our Providence will sure employ

Sonnet at the Twilight Zone

Monday, August 05, 2013

11:50 AM