One must not kill
The mocking bird
Of silken songs
With some
Sharp stone
In anchored intellect.

One must not
Interrupt
The breezes
Conducting
An ensemble
Of tall palms
Buoyed at corals end.

Waiting patiently
For the sea roll
To construct
The white foam
Churning in design
For creatures to ride
Surfers for the land.

One must not obstruct
The kaleidoscope
Of visions
Looking for
Revelations
Keeping in touch
With newer levitations.

by Durlabh Singh

Durlabh Singh is a poet/artist resident in London, England and has been published widely with four verse collections to his name. His latest collection being CHROME RED (ISBN 1898030464). You can see more of Durlabh's work at http://mysite.freeserve.com/Durlabh_Singh
 
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