Mooning–Bring me Back



That old innocence
That old innocence

That First Glow


I’ll have to pull myself

In within me

Dig out again

Through the caverns of my being.

I’ve got lost in commercial ad-like dreams

I’ll have to reset my innocence

My childhood, my teenage years as it were

Which I new I would lose

When I was young and turn cynical

and codgy

How will I find a pebble?

Lost fifty years ago?

How will I become eternally optimistic? Again

Like a child

What is the trick?

Love Search Engines

Everybody is seeking love without knowing it. Loneliness occurs when the soul empties of love from others. Sadly this is a quid pro quo situation. People stop giving love and they get none back in return. The original supply of soulful love dries up leaving cynical and pessimistic people. They expect nothing to ever go right for them. They live cocooned in their little hovels which may exist even in a luxurious mansion.

The Chawl too had such people. I had determined to seek them and bring them into the fold of mainstream life of our little community. These isolated people were rich but they had forgotten the pleasures of spending money. They hoarded money and the only pleasure in their life was imagining the money growing further and further. These poor souls did not realise that they would soon inevitably be dead leaving the money for smelly rats to defecate upon.