They...the people!

They meet you in your
mind's eye
and position themselves on the circumference of the
big-red-bindi
between your eyebrows;
they traverse along its diameter,
make concentric circles or amoeba(ic) patterns
in all directions,
and reinforce the basic premise of all human relationships -
there is
Life after Life

Dil Gira Kahin Par.....Dafatan!!!

Having hit the
lower
bowel
of imagination,

the soul,
raptured, within seamless boundaries,
thrusts itself out

in trance -

music
strikes my umbilical cord of silence.....

Quell!

I
Neat art,
one that stimulates thinking
in a new way -
clarity
concept
emotion
surrealism in a realistic world.

II
Neat art,
one that cleans up the slate;
duster inching -
at a disciplined rate -
fiercely,
to devour the next white alphabet.

III
A brusque stroke of agony,
A crucifix-like idea-range;
Talk, express, emote, exhibit,
discuss, convince, impose,
quell creation of
rigidity
absurdity
and thereby create neat art!