Tuesday, December 09, 2008

- Dusk-



At every day’s break
the sun takes the same way down
softly edging the horizon
with it its warmth,
& those yellow's hues,
sinks in to the distant seas
ray after ray …
Far from the bustling crowds ,
from this time stricken world,
from where I stood
lost & watched,
It has a rhythm
It's own whim,
we all give in,
sooner or later...

Saturday, December 06, 2008

Will You?

I am not an angel

I might just be a sly

a wastrel and begotten wry

I make you a promise

& how I might try

for all I know me

you could be just

a convenient smile...


True, untrue can’t say

what is, wont deny

can’t fail, in your eye ,

wouldn’t ask for your love

all I urge is a chance,

a fair try..

Friday, October 24, 2008

I am here ; that'l suffice!

Its not exactly love

and its not like I believe

 in love either,

Its this vagueness!

I am here in all,

but strangely don’t

want my presence felt.

 

Its not exactly love

does not mean I’m

not to make more of it

I cudnt care if I am too naive

I don’t trust  

plans that’l last

for a life’ time, anyways..

 

Its not exactly love

still,  there will be tears (shed)

nothing will last

till my days end,

so  I will do just fine

cause this moment

is which I really care.

 

Its not exactly love

And I believe this

is all I deserve,

for now!

Friday, October 17, 2008

Inner voice - Delusion


I know that voice,

It never leaves my dreams

 

I pretend innocence,

Its hard to ignore

death’s incense

when it stifles you

of your breath

that last taste of hope

 

But I know more

there I stayed one too many days

Lost in its soulless song,

at times I wondered if

it spoke much but silence

Still it was my only song

 

A distant hymn embraced me

& I wandered in search of more

than just a silenced soul

but the voice called me back,

as if I were its shadow,

it said, I did not deserve more

 

I know this voice,

I don’t want to believe it

I don’t want to be belonged

Not to it…, Not anymore…;

I pretend innocence,

I pretend it'll go away..

Monday, July 28, 2008

Between you and Air





At times I feel
I am between your cigar and ash
that thin curve of smoke
which dares not touch your breath
vanishes in a minute,
and quite forgotten the next
cause its always at the other end…

Thursday, July 24, 2008

Uncertain



There are moments I don’t know
If what I feel is real
If it’s going to last
or if I am but standing,
at the end of that thought.
Why couldn’t life be
just a bit simple and clear?
What if I get it all wrong,
Would I go no where?
May be its time to start afresh then,
cos this game has too many ways unknown,
Too little time to explore them all.
What if it was meant to be this way
will I last to see it all?

Monday, July 21, 2008

My Heaven



Awed I looked on,
as night shone over the rippled sea,
its froth touched the tips of my toes,
as its baritone got me lost
and its gusty winds blew through my hair

Between sea, sky and I,
somewhere while I got lost in-there,
I found heaven…
& it turned me to a mere shell
that laid in its way.

Tuesday, July 08, 2008

Gift of a 'life'



Every day
in our not so great lives,
its not the twinkling stars
that sparkle our wishful eyes,
its that ray of light,
that lits every sight,
our hearts, lives and thoughts alive,
sweeps through our dark nights,
through tears, fears and makes us alright
as its sops, at each breaking dawn,
a new hope,a chance to survive.
In subtle, these lessons lay
life's length until death,they'd suffice.
Yet, I seldom try,
and everyday I live,
this not so great life.

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Empty Martini


Undue blushes
unkept promises
sweetly edge
truth's bitterness
and fool men to
plunge dive in to
life's vast emptiness..

Wish

However you might wish,
plead and blotch those
perfectly matted cheeks
with tears flushing
your liners thick ink
your wish will remain
faithfully - a - wish

Square One

Life now seems like

It is in the middle

Of nowhere..

But I need to startover

Somehow,.. & Somewhere…

Saturday, February 23, 2008

Blurred Slumbers



so close to truth
yet so far..,
riding on a dream
that fell apart
in the shoes that
walked me to hell
a ray undefined
found me soul dead
in the dark oddness
an obtuse hope
woke me up
& I walked away
never looked back...

Friday, February 01, 2008

Water like


If words be water,
I would gather them
by my palms
drenched in rain
with folded arms
and then leave them
all, drop and then a drop
with due diligence
to let them find
their destined path
while I take pride
in their journey
that marked them
from the others
when I am done
with my treasure
all I have to do
is pray to those
heavenly skies
for a glorious shower
yet again
If words were water
would I want a river or rain?
If words were water
there never would
be silence again
If words were water,
……

Saturday, January 26, 2008

Crush


The touch of your glance
raged in me a passion
like fire, that pricked me
by skin and quickly spread
deep with in, as my heart
pounded with anticpation
of what might come of this
strange, yet destined meet
I quivered inside as if a
bird shelterless in storm night,
but bore brave smile,
wait!
did you know that?
did you know that?
wait!
I bore a brave smile,
but a bird shelterless in storm night,
though i quivered inside, over
our strange yet destined meet
of what might come of this
pounded with anticipation
deep with in as my heart
through skin and it quickly spread
that fire that pricked me,
raged in me a passion
at the touch of your glance!

Sunday, January 20, 2008

Some Day



I can’t pretend,
I am feeling alive
Every time I move on,
You grab me, by my mind
I am going places,
but I cant seem to find
sanity that’s mine
So don’t tell me
Its all a big mistake
You know, I am just not a game
Don’t you dare,
tell me that you’ll be not there
I am tired of crying
over these memories you made
I will not be here, someday
don’t come searching then
When I go far away!

Live.




The moment you know
(your)time is finite
you will find a way
to make things happen

That is the moment of truth,
your fears are gone
and you leap to
your dream land

Suddenly then ,
you will see,

there are very few
(things) you care about
and nothing worthwhile
to hold on..

Its too short a time
to crib about wrongs

we all ought to reach
the same end,
tragedy or not


That is the moment of truth ,
when what you see, in your mirror
grins right back at you.

The moment you know,
when time is finite
and you are all
you have got
you will know- you.