Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Shuffle

It is nice to have play lists, and know them well
Then every song ends in a no man's land
And the dream for that song fades with the music
The next one is ready and you know it
You know exactly where it is going to take you
Sometimes when you don't like what you have
The anticipation of the next one gives you the hope
To wait for the music to be on your side..

But then when it is all shuffled up
Like a card palace that just came down
Jazz, classical, rock and blues
with no sequence whatsoever,
Thrown at you one after the other.
There is no time to wait and plan a dream
That goes with the next song on the list
The song and the dream begin at once
It is confusing, disorganized and stressful
Although it is still, in all its beauty and honesty
The same melodious music.

Enough time and you learn somehow
To like what you get than try to get what you like
The unexpected blues on a summer morning
Or the silent meditation on a crowded bus
Then the dreams get twinkle toes
And they don't need all the pomp and planning
To start dancing as soon as the music plays..
The whole effort of constructing play lists
Suddenly seems futile!

3 comments:

yossarian42 said...

I Know !!! :)


Brilliant, Loved it.

Saee said...

Thanks. :)
Thanks for sharing it on FB too!

jayant said...

Sequence is continuity and can be listed. Pause is sublime and cannot be listed.....Life to a spider is creation and entaglement in his own web...Look back and the whole life was sponteneity and a miracle.Wishes! May your tribe increase.....From an old man