Lighthouse
Poetry and Flash fiction by Himanshu Goel.
Friday, December 4, 2015
Humble Beginnings
Thursday, December 3, 2015
Brainwashing 101
Monday, November 30, 2015
Faux Contact
Faux Contact
Saturday, June 27, 2015
This Impatient Little Boy
With his blue side bag and quirky glasses
It was a fine day with a playful breeze
Tapped his feet and saw the cars pass by,
The Toyota, the Maruti and the Mercedes!
He waited for his mother on the street,
The Crowded road in front of his school.
Where vehicles and people were aplenty
His father told him it wasn’t so once,
For he did go to this very school,
Spoke proudly about the time long gone.
When the road was clean, Spotless!
There weren’t so many cars so many people,
A lot of turf and not a trace of litter.
The boy couldn’t imagine that distant time.
As he waited all he could see,
Was litter and people too busy to care.
As the garbage played with the road, a love affair!
Garbage in all of its manifestation,
Cans of mountain dew and wrappers of lays,
Skin of orange riddle the space.
People too busy to care
Walk without even so much as another glance,
Caught up in the ways of the world, in a Trance!,
That was when the boy saw it,
One man. Just one man! Lifting up the garbage,
In his clean clothes and slip on shoes.
No one now dared to litter as he
Picked up the can, picked up the wrapper.
The boy joined him and a miracle happened,
People gathered to clean the streets,
That day He went home and told his dad,
The time that once was has returned,
The road is clean, spotless!
All it took was one man and
An impatient Little Boy.
Wednesday, November 19, 2014
Sunday, July 7, 2013
THE DARK LIGHTHOUSE
The Dark Lighthouse
There's too much light,
The need to escape,
A beacon of black,
Where darkness dwells,
It consumes all,
Except the eyes,
Which consume black.
The Eyes of sin.
The sun is down,
The stars are gone,
Everything is right,
Everything is justified,
Boundaries are blurred,
It's all in transit,
No light no dark,
No joy or regret,
A place to get lost,
A place worth getting lost,
The Dark Lighthouse.
Thursday, January 24, 2013
The Apple and Checkmate
The Apple and Checkmate
The battle is lost ,
And soon will be the war ,
It was just a bite ,
But now its a deep scar,
She lies fallen ,
There is noone to save her today,No dwarfs that are pure ,
No prince so sure,
The apple lies besides her,
She couldn't resist,
Just a bite,
And Innocence lost the war,Amongst the corrupted ,
She stands true but poisoned,
She is Waiting ,
For death or her saviour,
Its all the same,
Just end the game ,
Check and mate.