A spider weaved a web
Giant and intricate
Looked at it in awe and muttered —
Oh what an architect I am
Here I will protect my eggs
Here I will trap a fly
How pleasant it would be
Oh I’m so proud of myself
A man looked at a spider
Weaving a web in a corner of his room
He looked at it with disgust and said —
Oh what a low-life
Weaving a no-good web
Wasting his time and energy and life
Let me put it out of its misery
And he did
And he was so proud of himself
Imagine finding out
That the entire universe —
Yes the entire universe
Comprising of stars and galaxies
Clouds and planets
Asteroids and black holes
Light and darkness
You and me —
Is in fact an eye
An eye of a larger being
It could be of a god
Or a monster
Or something else entirely
Let’s just call it a Godster
Imagine finding out that we
Are microscopic beings
Dust-like particles in Godster’s eye
There’s more to the Godster than just the eye
But we can barely wrap our heads around this
Forget ever getting to see its face
But here’s the best part
If this is true then
We have always been staring at Godster
Looking straight in its eye
And it has been looking back at us
Without either being aware of it
Don’t wake me up till the hatred’s gone
Let me sleep in my bed alone
I’ll be dreaming about a better world
Don’t wake me up till the dreaming’s done
If you give a child the Gita he will grow up to be a good Hindu
If you give a child the Quran he will grow up to be a good Muslim
If you give a child the Bible he will grow up to be a good Christian
If you give a child the Talmud he will grow up to be a good Jew
If you give a child the Tipitaka he will grow up to be a good Buddhist
If you give a child all the holy books and scriptures in the world what will he become?
What if all the mirrors lied?
If they had something to hide?
Then you are not what you see
The truth is on the other side
When you’re blue and feeling down
All the worries of the town
Are dancing atop your head
Don’t you fret no don’t you dread
For I’ve got a perfect cure
To help you through this mess
It will help you that’s for sure
So relax and don’t you stress
Though it may not be your style
Just put up a smile
Your rotten luck is grinning on you
Your heart is aching ain’t that true?
Nothing seems to go your way
It’s even worse than yesterday
Well you’ve tried all that you can
You’ve worked hard that’s clear to see
You don’t have another plan
So for now have faith in me
Every once in a little while
Just put up a smile
Sadness is your shadow
Waiting for a little spark
To rear its ugly head
And follow you everywhere
It engulfs you
It never leaves your side
How futile your means to escape!
You are the light
The light from which it is born
Nothing may be faster than light
But it isn’t any slower
Let it do its things
It can only do so much
Wherever there is light
There will be a shadow
Sadness is inferior to you
It is a mere reflection
You are the supreme being
Keep shining!
Your age is not on your skin
Your wrinkles tell a lie
Your coughs and aches cannot reveal
The time that has flown by
The colour of your hair can’t tell
Whether you’re young or old
Some people have misconceptions
Unaware of truth I’m told
Your baggy eyes, your tasteless tongue
Your weak, unreceptive ears
Are not the right points of reference
How do they know the years?
Your body is caught in a massive scam
It unwittingly plays a part
The only one that knows your age
Is the soulful beating of your heart
This is a game of chess
You’re my queen so highly priced
But to save myself, my love
You will be sacrificed
I left the window open
And fears came rushing in
Some I inhaled while
Some settled on my skin
On my skin they formed
Red and quite tiny moles
Burning with every scratch
Excruciating holes
Yet these tiny moles
Relatively safer ride
The fears I inhaled
Were eating me inside
Frank Solanki 