The oarsman.

The oarsman.
(Nainital, India – June 15, 2013)

I wish I lived my life like the oarsman

guiding my boat through the stream;

when I’d steer my way through troubles

however insurmountable they might seem;

Where every tug and pull at my oar

satisfies me of each little job well done;

and the end of each fulfilling day makes me

look forward to newer journeys under the sun.

Indictment

indictment
(Kolkata, India – June 15, 2014)

Of all myriad trappings offered by life

I am but a sentient aggregate

consumer of my own purveyance

A fickle result of complicity and strife

between my actions and my fate.

Yet, you relegate me to an image

in an evanescent meeting of chance

Naivete, or hubris I ask

when you subject me, as aliens gauge

my existence from your cursory glance?