Scribbling-2

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(This is my vocab practice space; readers are requested not to bug me about this)

Of ancestral amnesia

Of benign brouhaha

Of Colossal connivances

Of didactic deities

Of eloquent efforts

Of fascinated Fascists

Of gluttonous gourmands

Of high-profile hysteria

Of innocent inanity

Of juvenile jests

Of kinky karate

Of lukewarm logic

Of mellifluous music

Of nubile non-sense

Of opaque ostentations

Of playful pulse

Of quizzical quests

Of rightful righteousness

Of successful sonnets

Of Tolstoyan teachings

Of Utopian utterances

Of venomous verve

Of woven worries

Of xenophobic X-ray

Of youthful yorkers

Of zeros’n’zyzzyva

Scribbling

(Readers are requested not to bug the author, asking for interpretations of 
such meaningless scribblings)

Of thoughtful reflections,

Of old chats, friendship, love and terror-

Of timid strokes of brush and random imagineering,

Of comely dawns and procrastinating afternoons,

Of themed decorations on awkwardly beautiful backdrops.

Of past, present and future

Of freedom, of choice, of force

Of myriad emotions

Of theatrical dramatics

Of art, of dirt on art,

Of philosophical interpretations of miracle

Of time, of timely happiness,

Of troubles rekindled from happiness.

Of amateur craftiness

Of thrifty flamboyance

Of jammed ears, on jammed roads

Of confused souls,

Of untold truths,

Of secret confessions-

Of the precious thing that never was.

(One thing I have learnt on the first anniversary of my blog is: 

write your heart out; it’s your own space, sponsored by an American giant)