The Haircut and the shave

when you get lazy and you cajole yourself to go for a haircut/shave.

I wore long hair

Sporting a rugged beard.

Hesitant was I

To get rid of my possessions.

They grew longer 

By the day

And formed curls.

Just the way

Our mind refuses

And intertwines

When they aren't 

Pruned of stagnancy.

Window panes,

Through them I see,

The Mammoth structure

Being built aesthetically

Of marbles,cement and glass.

The land was once, 

Home to long grown

Stubborn weeds,

Smooth,Untrimmed grasses.

They spoke a familiar

Language;

The tales of 

Nights,days,air and blues.

And now

I can't read;

Essays of Stone heights.

I wondered

Did The land 

smelled fine now?

I heard a call;

The land 

That once enjoyed

Wild pastures.

"I also wore 

Those old and torn delights.

Now I dream of change.

Was I bolshy of my possessions

I Would Still

Have been a mirage

Of unknown glories."

I walked down the door,

Down to the barber;

The Haircut and the Shave.

10 Jul 2007, by Abhilash Hegde 

Reviews

[Bear]

Very witty and well thought out, I smiled at your depictions and light turn of a phrase and doubt that any guy who reads this will react differently to your word mastery. Very well done my friend. As for me, my face is covered in an unkempt shrubbery all bushy and in shades of brown and red, giving me the appearance of a neanderthal which is an apt description of me, but the last time I shaved it off my own mother ask me to grow it back :~)

[Abhilash Hegde]

Thanks much, Bear for reviewing this write.
I'm glad you found it witty and I can't help but smile wide at your comments.
You have a very funny way of justifying why you would still keep your unkempt beard :D
Thanks a lot, for stopping by, my friend!

[.]

A lovely, philosophical write, Abhilash.
I enjoyed the contrasts between the unkempt appearance of the voice here and the changes that have occurred in the land as we view it through the window panes of our existence.
I too, need a haircut and a shave at this moment, but sometimes we just find ourselves very comfortable in our laziness and resistant to change.
A very nicely written poem.

[Abhilash Hegde]

Thanks Doodley, for taking out time to review this write.
I'm glad to know that you enjoyed reading it. your thoughts on this write are bang on. As humans, we like to be in our comfort zones and often we resist at any slightest hint of change. if we take the plunge, who knows, it might be for the good.. we might better ourselves in the process. Even, if the 'change' turns out be not to our liking, we have a lesson learnt and an experience to share :)

[Érenn]

You know the title caught my interest once again and I couldn't help but read. Simply cause I have a bad habit of being lazy (so yeah I don't shave like forever and then go to the barber). But good thing I wasn't lazy when I came here reading this one. It seems I am going to find life lessons or a little bit philosophy in your writes every time I am going to read ^^.
For me these were my favorite verses:
And now
I can't read;
Essays of Stone heights.
I wondered
Did The land
smelled fine now?

They truly hit the mark, when change sometimes isn't exactly for the better. Or we lost something precious while attaining Change ^^ Thank you for sharing ^^

[Abhilash Hegde]

I can relate to your laziness, :D
Well! not all my writes have doses of philosophy, just the ones I posted here recently.
will post some lighter ones/other themes from poetry stack.

I can't agree more, on the reasoning you made. Just perfect!
I'm glad you took out time for this write. Thanks Errenn :)