The Poor Family of Four

It was curfew again.

The tenth day in a row. 

Food was fast dwindling,

Savings he had naught. 

Cabbages and pumpkins,

Some rice on the shelf too.

What to eat tomorrow, 

Was on his thoughts more.

Wife and children he had to feed,

Job was no longer a hope. 

This Corona came 

and messed his world

Just as it became heavily pearled.

He looked at the starry sky

Questioned the gods above

Why are they doing this to him,

His poor family of four. 

    - Robes of a Muse 

Her Grief

It happened again.
Softly she weeped,
behind the lace curtain. 
He slowed peeped,
Shifting the curtain slightly.
Mother on the bed laid.
Curled.
She was crying again,
with grief engulfed.
Her body quivering with every sob,
Like a bus over an ill-paved road. 
She sobbed. 
This is what he remembered,
as he reminisced. 
His mother in grief. 

  - Robes of a Muse 

The Attack

I crumbled.
The Shangri-La had been attacked,
I heard.

I pictured us,
Seated near that window seat,
Staring into each other's eyes,
As the golden hues of the sun 
set over the Indian Ocean blues. 

A part of me broke.
No one I knew was injured.
But the memory of the location,
that table, the place, of you...
It was ominous,
Symbolised where we were.
Apart. 

I was in turmoil,
Whether to contact you. 
I cried within,
Reminiscing that evening. 
A fire went out somewhere,
With that attack on April 21st,
and little did I realise,
It was within. 

      - Robes of a Muse

With Love

What do you do when you miss someone? 

Do you let your thoughts wander, 

Your feelings flow

Or let your eyes speak the words

You are reluctant to speak? 

How do you come to terms

With not being close to someone?

When their presence is what you yearn for

And their warmth your hearth.

When do you come to terms

With not being around your loved one? 

Is it through distance,

Or not having a piece of their love? 

What do you do when you miss someone? 

Tell me if you have a remedy, 

For my heart bleeds with love, 

And I dare not express these feelings of enormity. 

        - Robes of a Muse 

The Piano Player

Fingers flew over the coloured keys, 

Tunes flying, 

Mesmerising the audience.

Calmness enveloped me, 

As I watched the hands, 

Hypnotised, 

In meditation, perhaps. 

My mind strolled down memory lane, 

Thoughts gushed, 

Yet, very serenely. 

This was the cure I needed today. 

Beautiful tunes, 

Penetrating my mind, 

Easing my heart 

And calming my soul. 

         - Robes of a Muse

Destruction by Humanity

Cities change, buildings grow,
Roads widen and are straight.
Winds blow stronger, 
Nights grow darker.

We try to breathe,
Suffocate, holding our lungs.
Trees cut, flowers no longer bloom.
Butterflies die, and the colours erode.

Suffocate as the cities warm,
Shades of grey is what we see.
Rainbows, familiar no more.
Die, all of humanity in indecency. 

          - Robes of a Muse

Healing Mother Earth: A Conspiracy

To start where I left the earlier post on purging. I don't know if you would agree with me, but ever since the outbreak of this Coronavirus in December 2019, I have been of the opinion that it is part of Mother Earth's grand plan. I am now starting to see people talking about it. But as a child of the Universe, I felt it as soon as the virus broke out, and started affecting and taking the lives of hundreds of people. The fact that it commenced in the most populous country, didn't go amiss. The Earth has finally spoken and is taking stern measures to cleanse itself of the humankind's excrement and excesses - and aren't we all about being excessive these days!

I bet the planet decided it needed to take matters into its own hands, seeing that it is suffering and being suffocated. Hopefully, this will be an eye-opener for those who are seeing and listening. Waste - and vast amounts of that, be it food, plastic, burning fossile fuels is actually causing a massive burden on the planet. Most humans are too naive or even selfish to understand the repurcussions and the negative impact all this has on Mother Earth. 

We need to be more considerate. It again boils down to being empathetic and understanding of our surroundings. It ultimately boils down to the fact that we are holding this planet in trusteeship, so that we can leave it in a better condition or at least in the same condition we found it, for the future generations. I hope the humankind understands this, as our Mother Nature bleeds, and we continue to be the guilty party. 

So people, please do your part to help. Be more conscious of your environment and your actions. 

Heal Mother Nature, heal!

                   - Robes of a Muse

                                   

Covid-19 and the Sri Lankan Ego

Oh dear me! I feel like my head would explode if I don't write and purge all these thoughts in my head! So many things are happening and I am feeling the feels. Let's start with the noval Coronavirus (Covid-19) - let's be honest, we all have something to say about it. But I want to tell you my thoughts on what's happening in Sri Lanka. 

I'm very sad to see the behaviour of some of our citizens, going on trips and attending mass gatherings when the government has declared public holidays, in order to contain the spread of Covid-19. I don't think these people understand that going on pilgrimages and travelling together etc is exactly what the government is trying to prevent - mass gatherings. I wonder whether these people are actually unconcerned for their well-being and also making me reconsider both their sanity and intellectual capacity. Basically, are our people this stupid?!

Some are blaming the government for having not taken adequate action to contain the virus. I agree, more stringent measures could have been taken at the outset. But that doesn't mean, blaming the government and the authorities is going to help. Don't you think it is also equally important to see how each of us, as individuals can help assist the situation? Are we not concerned as to how either we or our immediate family and friends could be kept safe? Don't we want them to be safe? Does this thought not occur to the vast majority? 

I'm appaulled by the selfishness and lack of empathy in most people. They think only others have to protect themselves and it's the government's responsiblity to protect everyone. Are they really selfish to think they can live their priviledged lives and expect the government to clean-up after they have soiled themselves - like, really? I wonder if this is an indication of things to come and how our generation will proceed to the future. If so, I wish Covid-19 would honestly take away all these selfish and egoistic people, so we can live a better life on this planet. I mean, after all, the Planet is purging (more on this in another post). 

Toodles.

                  - Robes of a Muse

Honesty

Honesty is the best policy, they say.
But people didn't read the fine print,
Or so, I would like to say.
To wag their tongues, with a fine pint,
Is not the way to feelings betray. 

Question why it is done.
All should say, no to you my son. 
You see, honesty is the valued policy,
Often sought alongside consistency. 

Tell the truth, 
Never a lie, 
For the latter is uncouth,
And you would look nothing more than a fly.

         - Robes of a Muse

Words

They are such powerful tools,
That can make us intelligent or fools. 
They can uplift or kill someone's mood. 
Words are real blessings or can be very crude. 

Words, I have realised,
Are actually characterised,
By the love and kindness
That we bring to it with mindfulness. 

Oh! Words, dear words,
The approach needs to be towards,
Transformation and forgiveness,
Not based on pure impulsiveness. 

- Robes of a Muse

Afraid of Life

Yet again you walked away,
Afraid to feel,
Letting your heartsongs pull.
You rush away,
Even though you say you want more from life,
You hide, afraid to show your true self.
You dislike being vulnerable,
To let your wall of solitude crumble. 
You cry for companionship,
But dislike partnerships.
Tell me love, do you wish to 
Always live like this,
Afraid of what the world has to offer you?

- Robes of a Muse