Raja's Verses

I hadn’t seen you cry before Back when the walls were full of perfect scenes When plastered smiles  Covered the bright glowing screens When we would laugh at those who wondered what the world means I hadn’t heard The way a voice breaks When a heart aches…  Those cracks were always buried in a darker place Somewhere where the people couldn’t go,     they couldn’t know, you wouldn’t show. You had a real face It was a dull throb -- But it was nothing really Nothing that would linger Past a certain time, Because the next try, next high, One more swipe to get the right guy  That would be the answer we would swear by. If something was the matter It was getting better Even if it wasn’t we’d look at it later These days,  Staring holes into the blank air Numbing, and feeling I’m going nowhere Suddenly I notice how the whites of your eyes Redden as they water on the screen there And I don’t really ...

I wonder,  looking down at the sprawling sight Of the streetlights, yellow and white Bright against the black night  If I'll remember when I enter in,  descending from the stars, What it looked like I wonder if a little girl, catching in her eye, Glancing up, a wistful second, as the engines pass by, A silent green blinking in the indigo sky -- Could see it too... Perhaps we'd share a moment Like a star twinkle, eye twinkle Reminder from afar, that we are So small and all, in the end, will be well

Only those who claim to see are blind And only those who wish to see are cured The others lured In hopes to find The answer to a question That unknowingly they’ve left behind Only those who know themselves as weak And see that human strainings have no force Without a Source Can ever seek The kingdom that was promised to the humble and the meek Yet he was strong, who, humbled in desire For sight, when hushing crowds bid him relent And be content Did call out higher Til Answer come to flood his life with light, his heart with fire Contentment is acceptance of a lesser hope While joys in store for restless souls abound For weighed on scales of truth we are found wanting,  But only truly wanting, are we found.  March 9, 2020