Princess of the Seas
Behold the Visitor Mysterious
Princess of the Ancient Seas-
of the shimmering ripples
and the placid skies
of the crescent moon
and the mellow sunrise
See this princess wondrously behold
a way of life not quite like the old
An age away from the hustle of time
a world potent with life and rhyme
Lazy dreams awake to a hazy morn
the aroma of dawn and curried prawn
(now here, sadly, this bad poet need ferret
some rhyming word to complete this quartet )
- Phew ! -
The unhurried life of humans with no goal
the fatalistic surrender to the karmic soul
If life has a purpose beyond death, she muses
does it matter if all wealth or even love, one loses?
In a blinding flash
Of numbing Insight:
the Cosmic Dance
the Quest for the Light
the Selfless Soul
the zest for the Right.
The Smile-
in the sunken eyes of a street urchin
the Rayban-
on a gold toothed diamond merchant
the Hope-
in the fire eaten ruins of a shanty slum
the Rose-
on the unclaimed corpse of a bum.
The Paradox Rules
the impossible is the only possible
0ne billion prayers
10 million gods
children scream
women bargain
men letch and spit
Behold the Visitor Mysterious
Princess of the Ancient Seas-
of the shimmering ripples
and the placid skies
of the crescent moon
and the mellow sunrise
See this princess wondrously behold
a way of life not quite like the old
An age away from the hustle of time
a world potent with life and rhyme
Lazy dreams awake to a hazy morn
the aroma of dawn and curried prawn
(now here, sadly, this bad poet need ferret
some rhyming word to complete this quartet )
- Phew ! -
The unhurried life of humans with no goal
the fatalistic surrender to the karmic soul
If life has a purpose beyond death, she muses
does it matter if all wealth or even love, one loses?
In a blinding flash
Of numbing Insight:
the Cosmic Dance
the Quest for the Light
the Selfless Soul
the zest for the Right.
The Smile-
in the sunken eyes of a street urchin
the Rayban-
on a gold toothed diamond merchant
the Hope-
in the fire eaten ruins of a shanty slum
the Rose-
on the unclaimed corpse of a bum.
The Paradox Rules
the impossible is the only possible
0ne billion prayers
10 million gods
children scream
women bargain
men letch and spit
life abuse
amuse.
The visitor holds a full palette
and her vision is ripe,
while the canvas remains
strangely empty.
The visitor holds a full palette
and her vision is ripe,
while the canvas remains
strangely empty.
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