Throw my Phone Away!

Like a kite

bound to the owner

with a taut string

this phone of mine

in invisible waves

binds my mind 

and my heart

like a boxed thing

the umbilical cord

in form of the signal

invisible and unseen

makes me answerable

to loved one's who care

for me,in times dismal

my mind does wander

taking me to a fable

it wants me to be

travelling, unreachable

in transit forever and

oh! so unanswerable

one wish I wish 

in my mind's eye

as I stand in front

of the wishing well 

and out of my bag

I fetch my cell

Not coins this time

I close my eyes

and wish and say

I want to be free

from everyone

all my life

everyday..

And on this trajectory

It does travel

to its final destination

until it plops,

sinks, sputters and stops!

the colour wheel

Hop in indeed 
and as this ride
picks up speed
perception blurs
borders bleed

ironically you see
the highs feels static,
everlasting- so the mind
will slowly feast and feed
on ideas irrational but freed

while the lows
bring much clarity;
and dangerous depths
that foster charity

in loops do the colors repeat
while we love and hate this palette
what comfort it is to know
that should we tire of this crazy show
the grays are always there
to shield us will we hide heal or grow.

emotional dichotomy

From the deepest pits 
resonates real laughter
which is also where
great sadness sits

it is a life lived in full colour
not in grey and blurry bits

if blessed to feel all emotions-
highs of high, pure and sure
or pain that blindfolds all wits 
hop on this ride my dear
what a roller coaster it is!