Every now and then

every now and then I look out of the window

some things have changed though

colors of the leaves and leaves on the trees

a lack of bees

the fillip in the step of the laborer

the edge in the voices crying out ‘sir!’

dearth of understanding and sympathy

a lack of empathy

the number of sedans racing past without guilt

the number of failed missions on which it was built

an empire that keeps growing

a lack of knowing

each bubble so different from the rest

some blown to tithers some riding on the crest

the window sometimes belies expectations

a lack of seditions

perhaps I am looking for something else each time

perhaps there is message hidden in changes sublime

my mind cannot measure what my eyes perceive

a lack of belief

 

 

every now and then when I visit family and friends

the social loop is a circle that never ends

they also change it dawned upon me

a lack of ingenuity

the beguiling smiles that hide real feeling

the warm wishes I trust and then I am left reeling

when things that are said are not as they are meant

a lack of intent

some time back I think I had greater control

on things that I said and things I was told

now superfluity of lexes creates a maze

a lack of unfaze

contexts are dynamic relationships are static

medias intrude with a list of goals to tick

I no longer feel I want to be part of the race

a lack of pace

the open door sweeps past some windy allegations

the spirit often requires some major restorations

I return home with world views cluttered

a lack of filters