Run

I see a sprinter,
Restless feet and restless eyes, 
A fire within, 
Unbent and unwavering,
Awaiting that race.

The only race that is ever run, 
Towards that elusive goal,
Towards that moment in time, 
A moment of brilliant radiance, 
An orb pulsating in glory. 

The sprinter looks around, 
Gauging his peers,
None are found,
For it isn’t their race,
Only his own.

A shot is heard,
And the race begins, 
The sprinter morphs into a bullet,
Charging towards the pulsating orb, 
His one chance at that elusive life.

And each passing moment, 
Of joy, of despair,
 Is just glimpsed briefly, 
Through the thick veil of pursuit, 
Of frenetic pace.

Adrenaline rushes through, 
Elation and euphoria follow, 
In a daze of his own pace, 
The orb shimmers like an oasis, 
Or was it a mirage instead? 

Other orbs line his path, 
Just as different, just as divine, 
But those are not the ones he seeks, 
The true orb beckons, 
Surely it is destiny? 

A cold is sneaking up on him, 
And his feet blistered, 
But he wouldn’t dream of stopping, 
Not now, surely,
Those years of the race cannot be undone. 

He fumbles and crashes, 
His eyes weary and unfocused, 
The orb dances in his eyes, 
The dream alive, 
Of a life worth living. 

But life has started to dwindle, 
He can feel the light leave, 
In a last scramble, 
He prays to the ground, 
For someone to take his place.

The ground yields, 
And a figure emerges, 
Through the cloud of smoke and dust, 
The baton is passed,
The sprinter finally at peace. 

The veil of pursuit lifts,
And recognition startles the sprinter’s eyes,
For in his final moments,
He can now see the other, his proxy, 
The one with restless feet and restless eyes, 
A fire within, 
Unbent and unwavering,
Awaiting that absurd race,
Oblivious.

Vaibhav

Nature

Nature

She is Nature herself,
The soul where seasons reside.
An invincible summer,
She spreads hope far and wide.
A spring in her step,
The blossoms revere her as their guide.
Storms crash within her,
But she soothes their rising tide.

I have been enthralled with her nature,
Since the time our worlds did collide.
Her demeanor makes me beam,
As she leaps over barriers with every stride.
Now she’s going far away,
And I just deeply sighed.
There is a tinge of sadness too,
For I wish time was on our side.

Vaibhav

 

Distant

Distant is the taste of the breeze,

The rustle of tranquil trees.

Bring me back some laughter please,

And wind the clocks to times of ease.

Arrested in our homes, and lost are the keys,

A plagued world, brought to its knees.

Smeared by uncertainty are days like these,

Panic in the streets with a single sneeze.

I wish to be someone who sees,

The thaw beyond this moment of freeze,

Until then, today is the only thing to seize,

A life worth living, fiery without a cease.

Vaibhav

Limelight

Music diffused through the overflowing hall,

And bursts of flashes greeted us all,

A heady smoke wafted through the air,

As the crowd settled in for an evening of flair.

Several queens adorned the ramp with a blaze,

Murdering onlookers with a piercing gaze,

Each hoping their demeanor was off the charts,

An elegance worthy of the ‘Queen of Hearts’

She was above it all, you could tell,

A winner already, she was a different belle,

While others scrambled to get a spot under the moon,

She stood smiling, grooving to her own tune.

Vaibhav