Beyond the ages

There they stand unshakable and tall,
Having seen men rise and fall!
Stories told and those untold,
They mutely watched them all unfold!

And after all these eons have passed,
I walk through the same old paths!
I press my ears on the tall red walls,
And peer down the depths of the dark corridors!

I urge them to tell me the forgotten tales,
Of valor, of conspiracy, yet the mystery prevails!
Was that a whisper from centuries beyond?
Was that a wisp of a figure long gone?

As I walk on through the enormous corridors,
The mystery and lore swirl and engulf!
The walls whisper to me their muted secrets,
And the paintings show me a window to the past!

I am torn and let the stories swirl..
I am torn, do I return to today's world?

The Miracle called Taj!

In the labyrinths of a city so warm,
Finally some breeze rises hither;
The colors of brick and mortar left far behind,
The cool green of the trees rushes to welcome!

As we traverse the bushes, down the pebbled path,
The urchins look at us in wonder;
And we at them, for they own this gorgeous place!
Their eyes ask, who are these camera laden nomads,
Trespassing our blissful haven?

And lo behold the miracle in white...
The surroundings have now been forgotten!
There she stands gleaming a creamy hue now..
As the sun gently lights her while it prepares for bed!

My eyes refuse to blink for fear,
lest the vision where to (even momentarily) disappear!
We linger long and cant take our eyes away...
But the night begins to engulf the less trodden paths...

With a sorry heart and a heavy tread..
We slowly turn and leave her there!
For we leave a part of us behind!
But we can rest assured, that when we go back;
she will stand tall and beckon us in her splendor!

The view of Taj from Mehtab Bagh is one that will stay in my mind's eye forever.. it is a must see in Agra.. At dusk this view is so much better and gorgeous than even seeing Taj up close!

In Wrong Hands

Have you ever had a cut
Have you ever seen the blood
Have you ever let it flow
Let it mix with that of the man next door?

Bring the men all together
Cutting the barriers of religion and color
Cut each hand with a tiny tear
And let a drop of blood mix here

Now I will give you this little jar
Separate the drops will you dear?

Separate the black, white and blue
And that of the Christians and Muslims too
Separate the East and West from each
And show me the difference will you please?

Have you ever squirmed in shame?
When on God you lay your blame?
Years have passed and millions lie dead
And yet we cannot stop this dread

The world is in wrong hands I say!
For while we roam clothed and free
The ones in the forests live in perfect harmony!


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For Matinee Muse - In the wrong hands
Re posting for Writers Island - Controversy. This is not very controversial I agree... but I think this is something to think about and ponder on!!


(c) Preethi @ Creative Outbursts, September 2008

The woods are lovely dark and deep!

(c) Preethi @ Creative Outbursts, September 2008
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Wordless Wednesday

WW: Shining through

(c) Preethi @ Creative Outbursts, September 2008

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Wordless Wednesday

I dream

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I dream...
Of a bright blue sky and clean air to breathe
Of sparkling waters that flow in the rivers beneath
Of lush green trees that have fruits so ripe
And as I look around I feast with my eyes!

I dream...
Of rainbow colored men, no more barriers of color and race
Of people who believe in one God and one faith
Of a world where the word war has ceased to be
Of one where people live in peace and harmony!

I dream...
Of a world where man knows no greed or hunger
Of a world where there is richness and splendor
In the hearts of those who wield the power
Where the greatest are those that do hard labor!

I dream...
Of a world where the ozone was rich and complete again
Of a world where nature no longer rages and wails
Of a world where cars are sparse again
Where its cool to walk and curb the weight gain!

I dream...
Of the day when you and I will join hands
And take it upon us to clean the world
To get on our hands and feet and scrub out the slime
A little sweat it all it takes to make this a better place
For both your children and mine!

(c) Preethi @ Creative Outbursts, September 2008
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For Heads or Tails - How would you change where you live

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Birthday Invite

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Roll out the red carpet, sound the drum roll
Drive the limousines to my door!
For today is the day I am turning four!

Come to my home will you?
And lets have some bouncing fun
Lets rock and roll to puff the magic dragon!

Lets eat some gold fish and cakes
Lets drink loads of pink lemonade
Lets roll out some play doh and have a great day!

I will pack you some crayons and some toy trucks
Some tiaras for you girl you can take from my turf!
And at the end of the day we will all be cranky
Then that just means we had a great party!!

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My almost 4 yr old likes this invite!!! Sunday Scribblings - INVITATION
Stay on to read my Matinee Muse Fantasy - Beyond the Bridge

(c) Preethi @ Creative Outbursts, September 2008