Resurrection of the Curious Cat

I am curious, yet thrilled
To find out about the legendary cat
That by curiosity got killed.
So the story goes the curious cat,
Boxed in by the mists of history,
Was never seen again alive,
Only pronounced dead;
For all that reason and common sense entailed,
'Twas ignorance's no-choice victory.
But the cat has yet to speak:
Whoever wants to know its fate
Has to open the rugged mists of mystery,
Or in the curiosity box participate;
For all that I think and know
The cat is 'live up until now!

Dubito, ergo cogito, ergo sum!

Whether I exist, for a unicorn, or a unicorn, for me
Isn't that well beyond what the eye can see?
What is but this Existence,
Apart from what I think of it?
Is it not apparent that it, by and on itself
Only exists in transit;
In transit of what I think and define
As the collective realizations of mine?

Life: The Cage, The Needle or the Stage

Some say life is a stage
Where everyone has the role to play;
Some say it's the curtain,
A hibernating cage!
Some see it as peeping into a haystack
Where the needle is hidden;
But life, what do you say?
Are you the Cage, the Needle or the Stage;
Or, are all these likenings forbidden?
For all that I think and side,
It is up to you to decide!

Vicious cycles

I think and think and rethink
About what I was thinking;
When I think back ,
Why I was thinking about my thinking,
All that comes around and all that I think
Is pretty much all about the same thing!

That is but the Game!

What a game so typical!

How nature is so natural!

You play, and play:

Uncertainties prevail

But moments away from pass or fail

With no middle ground in the field

To stretch far and wide

No earthly havens, to run away and hide!

You reap what you sow,

If you go with the blow;

Or you sow what you reap

If "luck" is just skin deep...

Hardly it is, though

A pride or shame

For that's but the game!

You are here, darling

My spirits are shattered, Darling,
My heart is totally broken;
I am petrified to hear,
That your body forever is gone;
But you are within us, Little Sis,
You will always stay on:
Within me and all;
All those who always cared for you,
And all those about whom you cared...
Can you imagine how we feel?
We are confused and scared...
But your existence is real!
You are here, you are there,
In all time and space;
It's your bodily presence,
Everyone of us will miss;
Allow me only to wish:
May your body rest in peace!!!

Why?!

It's a heartburn

A sad recollection of the past,

More a pain for tomorrow

Than a reminder of yesterday's fun;

Oh'n doomed forever too last!!

Why did it happen today,

And not after or yesterday?

Could it just be because

It wouldn't make a difference anyway?

Lessons: ur[2/(cos c)]=>α q

Just today, as always at school,

I came across a lesson, and found it so cool:

That my world is so huge

A heat bath of ignorance-

I know just to little

Of love, hatred, honesty, or tolerance;

Or anything of value or (dis)grace-

Am moving at too slow a pace!

I have little of me, I get nothing of mine

But float at random,

In the vastness yet cute trigonometry

Of the universes in tandem:

The universe I know little of

And the obscure world of thine!

But then, look! I am learning:

Lessons zero, one, two...

And come my third lesson,

I am gonna get it through.

No complexities of geometry,

No tendencies of entropy,

Shall stand by the door,

On my way to lesson four.

Paradigm

Little by little, drift by drift
I tow myself afloat the un-quenching idiosyncrasies;
The closer I look into, the harder I am forced to fit in,
The bigger grows within me the uplift;
But that way I prefer, no matter how unwelcome,
Sigh...that's yet the natural way, to avoid intricacies.