New Horizons

As I listen to a soothing blue of Beethoven, his Sonata Di Luna , I recall those times I've allowed myself to slip into perhaps one of the quietest self I've ever been. Though the silence of my mind hinders the laughter of my crowd, there still is engrained a charm in that quiet, a charm which calls me back, again and again. And hence I write, after long, for it is here that I feel the happiest. It is very peaceful here, in this Silence of my mind Where all I wonder, is all that's heard And all my memories are the chirping of a bird It is very peaceful here, in this Silence of my mind Where all my reflections come without the wavy light And then the dots connect, all to my delight It is very peaceful here, in this Silence of my mind Where boasts an open sky to the pacific sea And amidst this I lay, my thoughts in blissful kind It is very peaceful here, in this Silence of my mind Where Bach observes and Strauss glows, And Chopin smiles at the Music which flows

I wonder of a world Oh so different from ours Where Black and White are the only Colours around I wonder of a world Run solely by logic Where emotion is a word Which is kept unheard I wonder of this world Where no crime prevails And madness not be deemed For these are actions of emotion Which remains unheard There will be no grey Just a 'this' or a 'that' There won't exist maybes Just yeses and nos There won't be conversations Nor wanderings of thoughts And then no expression, a lost art At those words alarming I fall out of my reverie I wince at the starkness Which black and white would bring For no emotion would keep My expression at bay In that world infernal Where all are merely told What and what not Where every man, woman and child Breathes blissfully the ignorance Of any purpose they have to live In fact with only order One would have no say What would one be then? Aimless yet tamed! Where that creator perches Atop t