Wednesday, September 25, 2013

Rise Above!

What seems on the surface is not always true,

The shadows beneath are Black, Grey and Blue

Darkness deceives the strength of your fear,

Light receives the appearance of it mere

What you believe as your truth is always someone's lie

At times you feel like a catcher in the rye

The sounds of the night betray the colors of the day

In the dark they often lurk for their prey

For I have few fears and tis’ the scariest one

I have strength which will hold it to none

As belief and love are two unknown selves

Deception and lies go deeper than you delve

Still you believe, still you care

And your diffidence leaves you bare

Oh, dear Lord show me the way

I am your child left in a fray

A battle of minds, a feud of hearts

A tiny little hope torn apart

For I do want to believe, I do want to love

From this fear I want to rise above

Friday, September 20, 2013

Ghost

In those old glass stains, I used to imagine

A buddha, a tortoise and a little bit of magic

That ghost of the old mango tree where I used to live

The shadow of it still percolates through the window sill

Just above the stairs, in that hidden little corner

I had imagined a life, just like a dreamer

The world around used to be different

With smiles, love and everything vibrant

The colors have changed, so have the people

The love has changed, so has the seeker

This no longer is the home to me

My childhood ghost has been set free

Someday if I return with the ashes of thee

Maybe they'll see the real me

Till then let it burn, the fragments of hope

The swing, the tree and the hanging rope

Monday, September 16, 2013

No one Sees, No one Knows

No one sees
No one knows
Love in the morning, is my midnight foe
The color of the dreams that come
The ambers, the ashes and the dying sun
The stars are bleak and don't twinkle,
The sounds of the morning are like a paper crinkle
Of words, of thoughts are umpteen
I need a jar of paper and blue beans.
Oh how I wish my hand stays steady,
For the canvas my thoughts are mixed and ready
In the box of colors is the hidden me
No one knows
No one sees
The rhyme of the chime is the sound of my heart,
It beats in the rhythm, a tune apart
In many faces of what I have
This is the one nobody has
So, its true when I say
I live in shadows, in the wind I lay

You!

From the prism of my eyes,

I see you in bits and pieces.

The tiny fragments of you,

Needle through me like an invisible thread.

I always think, No one knows you better than the way I do!

No one sees you in the dark

The way I do!

But then you change your form.

From light to matter,

From ice to heat!

I see you in the somber rain,

From beneath the window pane

Images dear to me come to my eyes,

Embraces me beyond all the lies.

Yes I am a dreamer,

That's what I have always been!

I know you are not real,

Nor you'll ever be

But then you are there, Somewhere

Or only here in my heart.

Someday, May be, one day

Maybe you'll be true!

Randomness

And so back to my canvas as expected

Alone this time again as always

It’s the choices you make that determines which way life goes

They are never right or wrong

They are either left alone or followed

It’s the pain in you that makes you strong

And it’s your strength that breaks your own heart

Like the glass in your hand broken into small little shards

Life is not as colourless as at times we feel

For some black and grey are the epitomes of zeal

No one wants to be alone

But for some this loneliness is less tedious than the clutter of life

The books on your table talk to you

The colours of your drawing book listen to you

The cat in the neighbourhood is as lonely as one can

Still every day comes purring for the bread in my hand

If you see your life is what is within you

The sea of thoughts and the emotional blues

You know you are on your own for a long time to come or may be forever

Still you long for a caring hand and some words

Words with empty promises may be but words

And you cuddle and sleep with them with a hope

Hope for a better tomorrow

Tomorrow filled with love and may be not alone

Thursday, December 27, 2012

The Lone Christmas Star!


The lone red Christmas star,
Hung above so far,
Asked me one fine night!
I am the one all so bright,
I am the one, who gives you light,
Then why am I all alone here?
Why I don't have a friend here and there?
Every year you take me out
Clean my edges and make me stout
I am the one who shows the way
Even dear Santa follows my ray
Then why am I all alone here?
Why I don't have a friend here and there?
I was astonished, had nothing to answer,
A star talking was enough of banter!
Though it made me think,
My thoughts were coming with every blink!
So does this happen to everyone,
For I thought Loneliness is only for some?
It is truly the nightmare which I live
Still there’s some hope I believe
Someone would walk when you are alone
Someone would talk when you are mum
But then when have all the hopes come true
Even the dear star is lonely and blue
It’s the epilogue of a never ending story
The Christmas star would lose its glory
No one would remember who you are
The name would hang in the memories afar!

Thursday, May 31, 2012

The Touch!

So have I really lost the touch?

The touch to feel, the touch to express

The touch to write, the touch to de – stress

What have I made of myself?

Is life usually so complicated or it’s me only creating a mess

For I used to live and love with a heart

Now all I am is a tasteless tart

How did I lose myself?

Where did it go?

Why am i always in a state so low?


People come with numerous promises

Promise of love till the ultimate nemesis

But why don’t they hold,

Why do they leave?

Why are the promises always so weak?

For I am a complicated soul, the deeper I go the lesser I know

But somewhere I had the touch,

The touch to feel, the touch to express

Now lost within the bounds of my heart

The soul left is a tasteless tart!

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Dream!

It was deep, dark and dusty, with no fleck of light
I could hardly breathe, let alone fight
I stumbled onto something, as my eyes were almost blind
And I saw the white shiny surface.
For a moment I imagined it as a white marble with the speckles of dust
But it was something else,
It was shiny surface of a bone, a long one as hollow as a trees' bark.

So I woke up with a start
Then the reality hit me and I realized it was a dream!
A dream of something unreal or was it real?
But here also it was nothing but the dark
My mind was confused!
Where am I? What time is it?
Where is the sense of security I use to feel?
I raked and raked my brains!
And then the realization grew on me
That I am here! In my own world I created!
The dark and dusty place was my own mind!
The hollow bone was of my own!
Am I loosing it?
Am I getting insane!
That was the first thought that occurred to me!
But NO!
No I am not!
I am just messed up in the life I so complicated on my own!
Thought difficult to admit but then that's the truth!
And it’s not only me who is!
Each and every one of you out there is the reason for your own misery!
Blaming god and circumstances is easy enough but deep down you know who's responsible!
So all I need to do now is to untangle myself from my so complicated brain
Use the life I have got not to be obscure but to live and be useful
For this is only life you probably got
And as they say the moments you actually live are the moments you fought

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Remember Me!

Don’t cry when I die,

Remember me as I am alive

Life is short as it is

Fate is unpredictable and the moments brief

Don’t waste the time brooding that I left

Live and enjoy the moments I missed

For I’ll love you in all the high and lows

I’ll be in your hearts till the life blows

You love me back and give my memories a respect

Don’t waste the time brooding that I left

For I sure have a grudge that I am not there

But make it a worthwhile effort to feel me here

As the life doesn’t stop,

With time only the memories grow

So give them a love, give them some life

Once more make me feel alive!

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

The Little Soul!

For the little soul she is,

Smiling, talking as if she has no care in the world

Holding my hand, feeling my rings

Looking at me with an awe

She is one of the many

Of many who have been left alone

For hardly few know the pain behind their smiles

Hardly few feel the loneliness in their eyes

But god has its own ways of balancing

For these souls left alone are the purest

They have the shades of rainbow in their eyes

Hues of hope in their voices

And a tinge of trust in their prayers

For people view them as unfortunate

But the destiny is what they make

So don’t treat them as the left outs

Treat them as how you treat yourself

For in their prayers lives the God’s will

In their happiness is the true color of life.

Monday, February 13, 2012

The Night Song!

Solemn on the grass i lay,

Gazing at the sky so grey!

Looking for the stars,

All above me so far

And from there comes a night song,

The tunes hitting the cord right and wrong!

It was a song of togetherness; it was a song of despair!

It was a song of agony; it was a song to prepare!

For the tunes were just right when they should be wrong,

Urging me to embrace the lovely night song!

It filled the sky, it filled the earth!

It filled my soul with unfailing faith!

Faith to live, faith to love!

Faith to make this life really worth!

For what you have will be left here

Everything will turn in to earth and air

So I have decided to love while i can

Live for a life, the moment without a plan

For it’s me and my life

I am the one to choose the laughter or the strife

So no matter how life turns

Every minute will have something new to learn

Even if the living is tough and long

I’ll always cherish the night song!

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Heaven or Hell?

And there I was knocking a door,

For hours and hours blocking the door!
So it opens and a child comes,

With tattered clothes and shoes none!
For me I thought this was hell,

But the guy behind me had a lot to tell
He showed me the road unknown,

With weeds and thorns overgrown

For that was the road that led to hell,

To cross that I had to be brave as well!

And this was the heaven so talked about

With the promise of flowers and lovely sprouts
But if this was heaven,

Then where was the God?

Why the lonely child was left abode!
For my world was better than this,

The life was tough but still was bliss!
But the man behind disagreed,

Probably when I was alive I paid no heed!

For there we live in our own worlds

In our safe shells all curled

People live and they die

No one’s really concerned when others cry

All that is important is oneself

Life has little meaning in and of itself

So why am I complaining about the heaven?

For this is what is left of it,

While alive we don’t value what we have around

Why would God be bothered to show us the path we never found?

For is this heaven or the hell?

Now i have a tale I am ashamed to tell!

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

So they say, The World is a Stage!

For someone said, the world is a stage

And all of us the characters in the play

I often wonder if this is true

Or has God decided roles for only few

For I surely didn't pay any heed

As I have no clue of the duration of my deed

For me I am just an extra on a stroll

Trying to fit myself in the main lead role

Though neither do I have the knack

Nor do I think I can fit in the pack

Still I try and try really hard

And I know one day I’ll be barred

But it’s strange to know the curiosity you rave

For what cannot be yours is all what you crave

But then again, is it the truth or an act

For the world is a stage and that’s a fact

What you do and how you perform

In the end it’s just another art form.

Sunday, October 23, 2011

The Gypsy Girl!

There she walks wild and untamed,

A mysterious creature, a fantasy unnamed.

With half a dozen bracelets jingling on her wrist,

Her scarlet of dress,

Dipped in honey and mist

Her long dark brown mane

Flowing on its own name

Her deep black eyes

Rich and heady as summer wine

She's a knights’ dream

A desire of the men in the realm

But still she walks lost in her thoughts

Unaware of the battles long fought

For she's a woman not meant to be bound

She's breathes the vigour of the nature around

No one knows what she’s looking for

She’s an abstraction she herself cannot define

With aura of a diamond and pureness of a pearl

She’s no one but the Gypsy Girl!

Monday, October 3, 2011

Deep Into the Abyss!

So here I was walking on my cloud,

Happy and gay on my stout

And there I just miss a step

And Fell deep in to the abyss

It was dark all around

With my hands and feet on the ground

It was a fall, a great fall

I couldn't walk,and had to crawl

I searched and searched around in the dark

With my blind eyes trying to hark

Waited there like forever

I thought I'll see my light never

And then like a phoenix it came

Rising from the dust below me

It took me on its wings

On its shiny neck I cling

And then when I saw the light

It was the most precious moment of my life

Once on the ground I reached, I realized

The wings that brought me to the spring

Were nothing but my, my very own wings

And now I could claim the sky

Feel the wind and let my hair fly

For I have risen, from the dust

And found my wings deep in the abyss

Monday, September 19, 2011

At the End of the World!

Listening to the sound of waves crashing on the shore,

The white surf gently lapping on the floor,

I realized that I am at the end of the world.

The grey, white clouds in the sky interwoven

I wish I could take a piece of it as a token.

The endless waves rising in the sea,

With the birds flying around so free!

I realized that I am at the end of the world.

It is here where I found the new beginning,

Of life’s another brand new inning

Another chance I am ready to take

Don’t know if my heart will mend or break

It’s been so long since I have seen the stars,

Without the inhibition of being so far!

So here I start with the thoughts very few

So at the end of the world I write my story anew!

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Its all around!

In a blink it comes, in a blink it goes!

It’s like a mirage for all you know.

I can see it with my eyes open

I can feel it in my sleep so often

It’s like my lover’s arms all around me

It’s like the soft caress with love so free

It’s the desire that makes me smile

It’s the thought Oh! So free of guile

It’s not only for me, but also for the life around

It’s available on the earth in leaps and bound

It’s called Hope, the tiny little thing

It’s like a dope, with a heady feeling

It gives you a chance, a new wish, a chance to heal

It makes you cling to your life with a little more zeal

Though it is fragile,

Comes and goes on its own like

But it’s still there all around

Available on the earth in leaps and bound!

Monday, August 8, 2011

The art of giving!



At times, Happiness is not just merely a word!

It’s an experience, a heartfelt and wholesome experience

It doesn’t come to you by itself; it comes to you by giving

Life is not always about yourself and your own!

It’s about the people, whom you love and some of them totally unknown

For people talk about the art of living

All I believe is in the art of giving.

Leave the worries aside, do something for others

You’ll find your pain has a lesser meaning; cause the pain around is much more.

Be thankful to nature that you are alive and healthy

And nature with thank you in return, though in ways which are stealthy

Life is to live, to be alive but sometimes not only for you but for others lives!

Thursday, August 4, 2011

Romeo and Juliet!


Romeo met Juliet on the road!

Asked her “You be my princess and I be your toad!

Kiss me once and make me new

You are the one I need of few!”

Juliet seemed to be unimpressed

And Said

“Oh your love is nothing new,

But, What I want can you do?

For I don’t ask for the sun or the moon,

I don’t care if you are a king or a goon.

All I want is your promise of forever

You'll not leave me whatsoever!”

Romeo was happy, as he though it as a promise easy to make

So he said, “Oh I promise the love forever, for I’ll leave you never!”

On this the Juliet said, “It’s not easy as you say,

As my promise is more than a fray

I want you to live, if I die!

Your strength is the one on which I rely!

For if you live I’ll survive

In your dreams our love will revive

Then will it be a tale on which lovers thrive!”

Romeo smiled though with tears in his eyes

And said, you are the one I am living for,

You have given me the happiness, I couldn’t imagine more

But if this is your will and this is your choice

I’ll do no more and rejoice

For I’ll live and I’ll love,

I’ll make the living worth

For it is not the glory I’ll flaunt;

To live in your memories is all I want!

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Life as we Call It!


So many wheels moving on the road,

People with their hearts half with god!

So many hopeful eyes waiting for the bus,

 All their minds working from dawn to dusk!

It’s life as they call it

It’s a game we everyday play!

There are rules and no rules        

Paths we follow sometimes like a mule!

Stop here for second; give your life a serious thought!

You live on nature's terms whether you like it or not!

But, it still is your life; it still is your world

Make it better place till you think you have reversed the odd!