Skating Down Memory Lane Poem by lalitha iyer

Jump, oh no
slowly skating down ages
life refolds
passions untold
pressing out
like the cycle tube
aired with;

slowly I feel
how I was washed and cleansed
how I learnt to learn
what life and lust is all about
how I understood
how really intentions good and bad
make one feel sick and love of human hearts
how the same act
with good intend
make it holy and unholy and cheap
when acted with intentions third rate

when like the carpet unfurled
I skated down my memory lane
I saw poor me with wonders agog
not knowing what to do with the flooding teens
how to handle with emotions uncontrolled
and do not know to make out
what I myself, my growing physic meant to me
equations unsolved, I banged my head and heart
to walls of thoughts and hurt and wounded and scarred
now I could watch like a photo shot
series of myself down the lane
answers in my purse now
whereas the poor me in different stages
had blundered and blanked and backed out in ages
foolish, idiotic and insensibly hurt by crowds and fantasies.

time has flown, yet I have grown little
still I speak to the crows and talk with the squirrels
crazy after running mongoose and chirping birdies
still I wonder who sits upon those cloudy pillows
and why full moon is always beautiful
and what makes the greens sing and ponds swollen
why rain loves to make muds fragrant
and birds wet without any protest
still a baby I watch nature with amazing eyes
still I don't understand the invisible nature
that makes me happy and giggle like a mad.