Barren Ocean

I found myself lost in a vast ocean

Devoid of a single drop of water

It looked like a haunted desert

With no trace of any life

I walked through the deepest channels

May be an undersea river

The golden sand gave the touch of sun’s fury

As my legs got the sun burns

I walked with a hope of finding an escape route

But I had no idea about the directions

So I kept walking through the channel

I was hungry and thirsty

All along, I saw the dried remnants of coral reefs

The remains of countless whales and sharks

And other small species

I saw the towering vessels of bygone eras

Full of treasures, history and skeletons

I wondered, what happened to this massive ocean!

I remembered my journey on a vast ship

For a holiday trip through the same path

How did I wake up on the naked floor of barren ocean?

How did the water vanish like a magician’s trick?

At distance I saw a glowing crater, may be a trench

I suspected it as a mirage for my deluded heart

But when I looked down to its depths

I found enough water to drink for a while

With nowhere to go, destined to end up as bare bones

I had only two choices to make

Whether to go as farther as I can by gambling on luck

Or to accept the cruel fate and end the journey

In the precious trench filled with a bit of water

I didn’t think twice

I just jumped down to the oasis of hope

With the freedom of a first time flying bird

Splashing away the agony by embracing the chilly water

I woke up from a barren dream

There are some dried up ocean parts in the world. Aral sea is an example. Also there is a patch of dried up sea floor in the himalayas. Visit thursday-13 & pleasantly-disturbed-thursdays- for checking out on other writers thoughts.Thanks. :) Image courtesy: Thanks to himalayanenfielder & thewere42.files

Water Highway to moon

Every where there is concern

Climate is becoming weird day by day

Countries are blaming each other

For the green house gas emissions

No one ready to accept their faults

Nor ready to come up with solutions

Everyone on street know the solution

But governments endorse economic growth

Over emission cuts that could bring down

The monster of global warming

Kyoto and Copenhagen

More summits will follow with same results

With negotiators stage-managing the drama

One day they will have to act

When they finally see their cities submersing

Now they fend off the Greenpeace activists

With the iron fist of law

But, one day there won’t be a place to hide

When thunderstorms, floods, droughts, tsunamis

Earthquakes come with vengeance

With the silent permission of Mother Nature

To reclaim her pride, marred by greed of humans  

We are experts in dumping all the wastes

Wherever possible on earth and space

It’s the time for us to think,

how to flush out the excess water from the oceans?

Before we are forced out from our homeland

To some hostile planets where we have to fight

Every moment with forces there to survive

Where we can’t walk nor breathe freely

Let’s build a water highway to the moon

Piercing channels through the space

Pumping out water molecules with escape velocity

And then pulling them towards the craters of moon

With the gravity

Then filling them with the virgin water from earth

We can use this water to feed ourselves

As we want to have colonies there

To launch our quest to conquer this universe

To find the aliens and other living organisms

We can recreate oceans at the barren lands in moon

We can even create artificial atmosphere

With water vapors and other gases

As we are experts

In emitting millions of cubic meters of dangerous gases

We can take space tourists to show them

The spectacular water high way for huge sums of money

May be someday people can undertake adventurous trips

On some space vehicles through that water highway

As long as we can keep the water level down in earth

Any amount spent on that highway is worth a punt

We can have tourists’ resorts in moon

Along the banks of this highway

With yatches lining up for luxury rides

On the water we find as junk on earth

We recreated every monument possible

May be we can recreate Venice on moon

As for humans, “nothing is impossible.”


This poem is inspired by the continuing protest by green-peace activists against the governments for not trying significantly to reduce the emissions.Global warming is affecting our very existence in this planet.

Piece of land,a beautliful curse

I am fortunate

To live in this gorgeous earth

With ever green forests and grasslands

Deserts , iceblocks and islands

Mountains,hills and valleys

Trenches ,craters,barren and  marshy lands

Surrounded by vast oceans

Cut through by curvy rivers,streams

Ponds ,lakes and lagoons

Like anyother human I have a dream

To own a piece of land

To live amidst the heart beats of nature

Far away from the world of gizmos

Where everything is unreal

Even a smile is faked up as customary

With words weaving nets of illusion to flatter

I am realising that our world has changed

From those neanderthal times

With sophistication of technology

Overriding our emotions

Luring towards products made for producing profits

We use it regardless of its necessity

I think we made our lives complex

Different from the times when they lived

Without airconditioners or aeroplanes

But the greed for land never changed

For centuries men gave up their lives

For their masters quests to capture lands

Millions of kids and women paid the price

When ruthless emotionless conquerors

Butchered and tortured them as symbols of victory

Now there are laws and customs

Nationally and internationally,all botched up

Suiting the policies of those in power

Using the loop holes in the laws

The cunning greedy people keeps siezing lands

Forging fake documents with authenticity

Forcing the real owners out of it

Using gangs of horror

When financial might creates a mountain

Of legal obstacles

Red tapes of government machinery

Entangles the ladders to the olive branch of justice

One realises the fact that land is up for grabs

Whenever someone else have their eyes on it

You can’t do much to stop the inevitable

Unless you have the support from all streams

And money to keep the tie wide open

To claw back the justice to the rightful

When legal drama continues in courts of justice

Loser is only the one who loved and kept the land

As years passes by in front of them

With no possibility to get something out of the land

Only money drains out towards attorneys

And all other arms of justice

The siezers can keep laughing

As they know sooner or later

Opponent will get dis illusioned

That’s the tactics they play to outwit the hapless

It’s the time for authorities to open their eyes

As hundreds of people suffer due to

Law twisting evils who call themselves gentlemen

Who rides their luck on spineless laws

That disputes the status of land

When there is nothing in real

Even I live in agony over one such

Piece of land

As generation changed,the mentle fell on me

It’s a beautiful curse that I want to get rid off

Cos,I am looking for peace

Than a piece of land which offers nothing but pain