Showing posts with label poetics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetics. Show all posts

Sunday, 20 May 2012

Life ~ The Greatest Code Ever Written

He had no knowledge
Of high level languages 
Like C , C++, Java or Python 
Nor did he know
The low level languages 
Of Machine codes and Assembly 
For they did not exist when he began
Yet he wrote the greatest program ever

He had no requirements to be gathered 
Nor he had to list down his specification
As there was no one else around 
Maybe his solitude was his motivation 
He planned his architecture with finesse
And designed it with precise perfection   
He had no process models to follow
With a big bang he began implementation.

The first module he made was Time
He wrote it to be a daemon 
Ceaselessly executing in background 
Creating the plethora of perceptions
Of past , present and future 
Listening to the tireless tunes of time 
He created numerous particles 
which indulged in an eternal cosmic dance.

As 'Time' proceeded he progressed 
He had no release dates to worry about 
So he functioned with his divine comforts
Making sure he produces a masterpiece
The particles he made learned to innovate
To work with each other and collaborate
Expanding in size, complexity and beauty
Deploying what we now know as the Universe.

An aesthetic user experience was created
Of drifting galaxies sequined with twinkling stars
To hold these large modules together
He created a gluing driver called Gravity
Thanks to gravity smaller modules called Planets
Attached themselves to the twinkling stars
Each star executing an almost infinite loop
Of  fusing variable matter into constant energy.

Employing a randomization technique
To choose one of the billion stars
To test his new module, code-named  'Life'
Initializing the recipe for the primordial soup
In the boisterous boiling broth blossomed
An inflorescence of magical polymers
On this chain of special molecules
He checked-in the pivotal part of his code.

In the quaternary quartet of A,T,G,C
He compiled the first version of code
Executing this program with a single click
He watched the play from his abode 
From simple, singled celled microbes
To humans having brains with four lobes
Changes propagated steady and slow
Moulding to the rhythm of nature's flow

Prompted by Poetics : Tools Of The Trade at dVersePoetsPub.

Sunday, 1 April 2012

Nefarious Nightmare

Staring the monitor without a blink
As I sip small gulps of my drink
I lose track of space and time
Trying hard to find words to rhyme

I close my strained, burning eyes
To imagine something to feel nice
My tired mind soon drifts into sleep
Then a dreaded dream begins to creep

I see myself working in the dream
When the fire alarm begins to scream
All around , I search to find no one
All precious possessions I shun , I run

Fire exit maps - all burnt and charred
My hopes of escape feel so jarred
Intuitively I run towards the staircase
As I trip over the fallen flower vase

I am hurt now - bleeding  in abundance
My bruises singing in all their cadence
Finally I stumble upon a hazy gaze
A way out of the inferno flavored maze

Finally out of fiery lair , I feel free
A sense of achievement and glee
But this joy was just momentary
Shredded by thunder's trajectory

My hurt right leg feels as its amputated
Away from lightnings, slowly I ambulated
A few yards apart, seeing clear serene space
With all my strength, I paced towards the place

There I found the man with the wrench
Trying hard, his teeth and fists clenched
Gloomily he said "Your world is tearing apart"
Hurling the wrench to pierce thorough my heart

He shouted "You are the only one to blame
For you started that world-ending flame.
So I punish you with your death"
Listening to this, I took my last breath



Image courtesy : Robert and Shana ParkeHarrison


Prompted by Poetics: Nightmare Verse at dVerse Poets Pub 
hosted by Stu McPherson

Sunday, 5 February 2012

My Precious

From my dear sister , you came as a gift 
To my heart's ecstasy, an ultimate lift 

Bundled in a small carton box, you came
Moment captured in memory's hall of fame

They told me you were a candy bar
But to me you were a shining star 

With themes - lines, redberries and rings 
Doubling up as an FM radio which sings 

With  games ~ Minigolf and Quadrapop
You made me feel on entertainment's top 

Flashes, megapixels of camera - you had none 
Yet successful in capturing memories a ton 

Reading my unsent , drafted messages 
A silent consort , in my growing ages 

Alarms, helping me to rise and shine
Partnering  in every endeavor of mine 

Your little buttons ~ I used to fiddle
Whenever faced with reality's riddle 

With internet, you made my doubts clear
Your treasured presence is always dear

Flying with me, when I was happy
Helping me mend, when I felt crappy

Storing social bridges in your contacts
Being a sole witness to all of my acts 

'Smartphone' , I might be buying one
But you will forever be my precious one






Written for the Poetics prompt - Object at dVersePoetsPub by Mark Kerstetter.


Dedicated to my dear cell phone :) 



Posted at the OpenLinkNight Week 32 at dVersePoetsPub hosted by Tashtoo

Sunday, 22 January 2012

Breaking Borders

F E A R S 
bordering us 
from 
having
FAITH

T I M E
bordering us 
from
staying 
in TOUCH

H U R T 
bordering us 
from 
being 
HAPPY

M E M O R I E S
bordering us 
from 
enjoying
the MOMENT

P R E J U D I C E S
bordering us 
from 
understanding
PEOPLE

D O U B T S 
bordering us 
from 
pursuing 
our DREAMS

B O U L D E R S
bordering us
from
being what we are
 MEANT TO BE.


Prompted by Poetics prompt by Claudia at DVersePoets - B ¦ O ¦ R ¦ D ¦ E ¦ R ¦ S