Tower of glasses
Effervescence of happiness
In the glasses of elegance.
Hands that sow
The seeds of paradise on earth
Through mega projects
Join together.
Cheers would surely bring
Laughter on the face of
Humanity.
Fingers that move swiftly
Over key board
Mixing the colours of future
Are various managerial systems
Of modern world.
Strokes on the paintings of infrastructure
would raise as giant bridges.
Trees shed Colourful flowers
Only to see them
start moving as
Cars of metropolitan cities.
Speed of time
Matches the speed of light
That falls on the wind shield
Of speedy vehicles.
Needs of people
Are vital components
solderd together
To make big circuit boards
Representing various fields.
Diodes of creativity glow
As the most modern system
Flows like milli amps current.
Hands of managerial system
Are busy developing infrastructures.
Systems make impression
On every brick used to build
The modern world.
Brilliance flows
As molten metal
To cast intricate links
Of imaginations.
Their delicate movements
Are synchronized to make
The Robotic arm of systems.
Systems are developed
With an aim of bringing in
Maximum comfort to human life.
One robotic arm of system
Carefully tests and combines things
Adding flavour to them.
But finally they all will have a
Faint smell of materialism.
The other arm of system
Is an arm of love and compassion.
It comes close to a man
Not only to wipe away his tears
But to test them
With a tasting robotic finger.
It knows the best way to
Measure a heavy heart.
It spreads the human heart
To make a wooden plank
And smears the tears over it.
The delicate feelings of people are
Glasses with thin wall.
They are carefully placed
One over another
To build a tower of glasses.
Human values form
The gravitational force
Acting on the walls
Throughout the tower of glasses.
The arm of love
Artfully balances
The tower of glasses
While the other great arm of system
Is busy making history.
That arm in its endeavour
To build a new world
Operates with great pace.
As it moves past the second arm
It touches the tower glasses.
Glasses revolve
And dance in the air
As the tower collapses.
Robotic arm catches the glasses in a flash
To save the dying humanity.
But the glasses of compassion
Are crushed to pieces
Even before they
Fall to the floor.
courtesy : Muse India Nov-Dec 2011 issue
