Thursday 23 August 2012

Was it the pill?





















The day changed, although it started out bad –
A day that began with utter loneliness
Was it the pill that stopped me feeling sad?

It improved when I turned on my iPad
Offering communion, the light’s ingress
The day changed, although it started out bad

Making me ask whether I was mad
By degrees it became something wondrous
Was it the pill that stopped me feeling sad

The sight of open water or, I could add
The smile that I received on the bus?
The day changed. Although it started out bad

In a total reversal, it became good
From quietness we can derive happiness
Was it the pill that stopped me feeling sad?

I cannot know but anyway I am glad
That sometimes the sun does not merely wake us
The day changed, although it started out bad
Was it the pill that stopped me feeling sad?


Friday 17 August 2012

At the barber's shop

















The barber's mirror makes me want to hide
As we look at each other, warily
Today's me and the thin man inside
We ressemble each other scarily
Certainly, we share the same skin
He studies with dispassionate eyes
The rumpled shirt, the folds around the chin
This is it mate; your new disguise
Part of me would like to walk out as him
My mind with a new body – oh wow!
But I am lazy. I'd have to join a gym
Probably, it's too late for that now
Anyway, I would have to lose my history
Experience; the years that thickened me

Monday 13 August 2012

The Atheist



Hello