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
Wednesday, September 25, 2013
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
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
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!
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
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!
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
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!
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.
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!
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!
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.
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!
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
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!
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!
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!
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