Crazy Quest

 Crazy Quest

I flew like a bird

higher, still higher

thought, I had reached the highest.

To my dismay, found

there were numerous skies

higher, still higher...

I went deep into the earth

deeper, still deeper

thought, I had reached the centre.

To my dismay, found

there were numerous centres

deeper, still deeper...

I climbed the Mount

thought, I had reached the highest peak.

To my dismay, found

there were many more peaks

higher, still higher...

Is this crazy quest

in the nature of all beings

Or, the Creator’s mock-epic?

Published: Poetcrit 39.2 (July - December 2026)

Light and Dark

Light and Dark

A beam from nowhere

Darkness turned into light

Hope hopped so bright

His eyes drew them everywhere...

Stunned, dazed, dazzled

Enraptured by the vision

Their souls only half-open

Awakened, stirred, thrilled...

We shall choose light

Live our lives big and bright

Shed darkness, our traditional bane

Follow his aura, simple and plain...

Flashing, splashing, he sprang

Glitz and glitter, darkness he sang

Darkness our home, our robe

Darkness our goal in the globe...

Loud and lousy, he thundered

They howled at the skies, light shuddered

Demonic laughter utterly consumed

them into darkness, light bewildered...

Published: Poetcrit 39.2 (July - December 2026)

Poetic Heights and Depths

Poetic Heights and Depths

Poetry is mighty and majestic

Unequalled in magnitude

Unrivalled in multitude

For its imagination is fantastic

Poetry is vibrant in vision

Unlike science and mathematics

With limitations and boundaries

With nothing more, nothing less,

Like the apple flown high falls to the ground

Like (a+b)2 is a2 +b2 +2ab

To be noted in the spectrum of a line.

Poetry is a sojourn in the present

Touching the past and the future

To be eternal into the flow eternal

In the fountain of minds

As seen through the telescope of imagination

Poetry is the art born in mind

To be appealing to the heart

Like sunrays, beams and twinkles

It is the lens to visualise

Mountain heights and ocean depths

A huge mansion to handle in the vacuum

It lights two hemispheres with its rays

At a time, in a fraction of time

It is a free bird to fly spree

All over the world sans VISA

Breaking all walls built by man.

Published: Poetcrit 39.2 (July - December 2026)