Thursday, January 12, 2012

Closed room

closed room

I am now inside a room
Full of words
In the Absolute, all absorbed
Ten on ten
I hear happy we are happy
We have one goal the only goal
To do the same work and rock and roll
But the words don’t break and smell
Still we live in heaven they in hell.
The music is measured
It is so well designed so well aligned
Ten on ten
Crafty are the walls, windows seat like obedient dolls
Every corner receives the thought of cost
All observed, not a place nowhere lost
Ten on ten on common sense,
Results shine like the falling star
We laugh and cry from near and far
Ps and Qs stand so straight and talk so right
Eyes see numbers, heavy and light
Inside the room, on a starry night

4 comments:

  1. Replies
    1. Thank you for reading and commenting. Much appreciated.

      Delete
  2. Every corner receives the thought of cost

    All observed, not a place nowhere lost.

    This couplet could have many interpretations.

    However, are you hinting at some administrative fallacies?
    Regards,
    Kalyan Dasgupta

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. I am indeed talking of some fallacies, but not exactly administrative fallacies. However, it is possible to interpret it this way, especially from the couplet you have mentioned.

      Delete