at random

My asks are relentless, but in vain; 

For our existence shall cease to exist
if the mysteries unfold; for mystery
is nothing but our limited perception.

Ruffled is the mind; restless is the soul
amidst the journey back and forth
as they seek the unseekable.

Dr Sachin Seth
April 30, 2020

The Stay

I wait to be written; I pray in faith

Only, to have a purpose, for me to stay.

Destiny, it is, in the absence of a pick

Never had one and I choose to slick.

Curated I was for life; first, faith and then delight

As the reason to exist was obvious to the eyes.

I lived a life of merit; relevant and distinct

Cherished I was by one and all, who stood by their instincts.

Unerring I feel with no choices to make

A child of destiny, with no heartbreaks and aches.

Dr Sachin Seth

April 25, 2020

Smile - of the crescent moon

She wore a smile of the crescent moon

Only to fetch solace for the breathless mind;

Chasing perfection and the dazzle, unaware of what loomed.

Unlike the hurting sun, its calmness soothed me, to lure;

My beliefs shunned, only to learn; sometimes less is more.

The power of the tides hid in her smile;

That humility, subtlety and fitful white.

Perfect imperfection, said it all;

Flaws can be perfect; flawless a wake-up call.

She looked waned; the smile waning

Despair was distant and hope remaining.

She wasn't, but a phase of the moon

She wore a smile of the crescent moon.

Dr Sachin Seth

April 22, 2020

Conquering the devil

My acts disgrace me, albeit hope is by my side

I decline the surrender, born to ride the tide.

My credence is Herculean, sanity let me down,

My thoughts seem alien and me a scary clown.

Don’t be demented, the time it is, to be precise

One man army, what I call, guides and stands by my side.

My intelligence was wary, the spirit was high

Down came a whisper to open my eyes.

Wait not, for the enemy, homegrown in thy soil

Assault, decimate and eradicate forever before the soul recoils.

Lucky devil, I am, to conquer my mind

Sanity is a treasure, supremely hard to find.

Dr Sachin Seth

Virus - the opportunist

I am here and I am new;

borne and diffused by the careless you.

I am small, weak, and labile;
and the human race is far too fragile.

I am blessed, to be in you;

for you are the one from where I’ll spew.

I am dormant, yet with a goal;

Need humans with or without soul.

I thrive and survive in a bag of bones

Do not intend to harm, you or your owns.

I was told you are accessible, but thorny to defeat

The defence is low; and many vices to keep;
albeit what I found, was hard to believe.

The race is brilliant; and fluid it is
For my purpose is transferral; not confinement it is.

Let me go ...let me go I beg thee

your stakes are high; you can’t afford me.

Dr Sachin Seth

The Lockdown

                                    The Lockdown

The idle days have a lot to say;
If you don’t know what;

They are here to stay.

The  busy schedule and hectic life;

Made families part; was a source of pride.

Egos soared high; we looked, immortals;

only, to realise, we are not even mortals !!

When Judgements go wrong; lives get ruined;

It’s race against time; so be illumined.

Pay heed, to the greed within us;

Kill it, be kind, before we rust.
Be not, all brawn and no brains;

cleanse and shun those crimson stains.

The signs are ominous !!; and we devolved;

The message is loud, for the yet not evolved.

Mend your ways, the creator says!!;
The idle days have a lot to say.

Dr Sachin Seth

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