Tuesday, March 17, 2015

Thick & Dark : Plead for Freedom

Bargain with me, and I shall gift you pain. I am no longer what you think.
 I am the dead walking in bane.
I am the soul to be freed, I am the rotten seed.
I am disgraced with my own race, I am a human
I am grudge, I am greed
I am a token, having tenure of misdeed
I am the craver of misfortune, be sad or bad
I lay the path to my doom,
My end that approaches me, at every corner, at every turn
Probably somewhere when I get torn
When I spill blood, when my flesh churns
When Ruth looses sense
When Lord remains stone
Oh haha! What? He is there? Where?
Inside us? Inside the beasts?
Does it grow like fungus and weeds?
Does it suck the darkness out?
Does it make us Human?
No! Then we won’t want that, we can’t be
We be beasts, make us free.
We are spotted, we are spoiled.
Make us animal, make us better
Make us wild, let us lose ourselves
To get tamed, to get named
And follow command,
But power shall destroy even you my Lord
Love ain’t the aid
Love will fade
Love will cascade
Love will invade
Free us of will
Free us, make us still
Let us rise in smoke or rubble to earth
Let us be eaten, let us be buried
For human shall not remain
So let the body strive
Only the soul shall revive






Sunday, March 1, 2015

Little Light

Little light sweet and warm
Tell me the way back to source
Array of ray yellow in hue
Find me the path through this pinhole
From where you come, traveling spaces
Millions of miles away
Yellow light, playful but calm
Tell me you come which way
Little Light, you nascent self
Where you buy that warmth
Doors to doors, plenty keyholes
You travel across just everywhere
Little Light, behold my sight
It looks for you in dismay
It wants what not knowing
But the best it seeks is
For freedom, breaching
All that comes in your way

Monday, January 19, 2015

Lucky Omen


                                                                     
                                         

Ever found luck, showering bliss unceasingly upon you? Ever feared the too good that is making your life next to perfect? Ever felt that nothing could be more satisfying and scaring at the same time as this?

Whilst the glee occurs and makes you more than happy, a fear lures in the shallow corners of the mind.

A friend of mine said the other day,” If I laugh for 10 long minutes, I will be heartily happy for the next 9 minutes but the last one minute I think, what wrong is going to happen next?” . I wondered if she read my thoughts out.

Insecurity dissolves in the amalgam of too much happiness, as if saying

                                                   ‘Too much of something is not good.’

For how long is this laughter going to stay as there needs to be balance so how much ever you laugh you need to cry proportionally

Thus keeping the warning words of the mind in mind, some fail to conceive the happiness wholeheartedly. What if this good is the harbinger of the bad! Beautiful yet ominous.

Look I know it is wrong to assume and good things do happen but the fear of something worse diminishes the vigor of the latter. The multiple feels and phases conquer the mind like swirls of winds, swooping off the cherry on the cake. No matter how hard tried, I still have to pinch myself sometimes thinking it can’t be reality.
               
                                         So far that good?!  Uh-uh!

I deny the reality and hinge around the beliefs of my mind but when even those beliefs break off, I blink twice and then thrice, in apprehension.
                
                                      This can’t be man! I can’t be so lucky! Life can’t be so good!

Then from somewhere there is a blow of reality again. I muster up myself to see another figment of luck, goodness, laughter and all the things that make me glad.




         I swallow hard and watch the moment in disbelief still not able to digest.




Friday, January 9, 2015

Death and Deceased

If I believe that death be so beautiful
And the dead oh so powerful
Truth says none could ever escape the latter
And none would affect the very former
Erased by time if dead is now
Then what shall cause it to pain and bow
What shall cause it to gloom and doom
How shall glee matter?
If it ends too soon


Death, you say, no don’t say too loud
Afraid that it might come about
Undefeated and invincible
Unexplained and inevitable
Wonder then why so beautiful?


To devoid you off what you suffer
Be not afraid O’ brother
It takes your pain away
Frees your soul lets you sway
Frees your mind off your similar kind
In infinity as you lay


Descendants of star, here we are
We stay chained by shackles of time
Stained with the worldly regime
Don’t you want to be free?
O’ brother! Death welcomes you and me


We are her children
She made us run, have fun
We now need to return
She will protect us from hell forever
For we would never have to suffer 


The world is a bad place they say
Death be our friend anyway
Dead be a state so fulfilling
Like a mother and her child embracing  





Before I die Before I Die

Thursday, January 8, 2015

Before I Die


I am not scared of the dark anymore 
I feed on it, as it feeds on my soul 

I am a learner, the surfer of waves
 Of highs and lows, I reckon my ways

 I dance on the fire, sparked by me
 I fool my mind into what it could be

 I become ecstatic and slide away
 As the fools sleep in night
 I celebrate my own day 

I sit by the flowers and miss the bees 
If the nectar be no more, the honey shall cease

 I blow the tendrils, the plant need not stay 
Let the wind blow with it, let it sway 

I kiss the night goodbye 
I welcome the dawn and light 
I see the sun blend with wind 
The cold and rough subside 

I rest with zest in grave
 Until I am no more 
The body I shall leave
 My spirit amuses in galore

More on Death: Death and Deceased




Sunday, January 4, 2015

On the Wings of Time


There are pathways laid to follow
And trails to go on to
There are ways in the labyrinth
And then there are you

Just taking me somewhere
Holding my hand gripped tight
I think I didn’t stare around
It is just you fixed in my sight


 Through the bustling roads we move
Across the buses and cars, their honks
Time that is waiting to happen
I stopped it all for you
Until I mind the ticking bacon
And spectator eyes, a few

 Those songs that escape the lips
 Were In rhythm of the heart that beats
   Slow though quiet but steadily
  Breaking the rules, that miscreant

And off I go, am being taken
Gliding like a dragonfly
Speeding across the space and time
My own rules I defy












Tuesday, December 23, 2014

Don't forget to smile!





    It is pitching dark. It is black, the color of the sky. I can see nothing
A face roams around in the abyss of my thoughts and a smile lingers in my mind. 

       That is all I have left of you, a vision of the smile, a sound of your laughter, the smell of the perfume you wear, the touch of your coarse hands.

The laughter dominates, brings out an effervescence of joy in the damp air,     waiting to be filled with words.                        
 Silence cuts through my ears, begging to be filled. 

A single voice creates an echo, reverberates and comes back as the same. Can there not be two?    
   
Please say something.

    
Anything!

Currents of time flow, wonder when this moment will be up. 






 Let us make a memory out of it. Smile! Laugh! Show what joy you hold beneath.                                  This second shall not pass sans you.                                   
What I behold cannot be empty, the air vibrates with your thoughts, encrypted and tunneled to some distant land of yours, your personal drop-box.


                                         A happy you, so gentle and innocent!                                                                           
               You know how light glitters in your eyes when you laugh.                                                            
 It is like you shudder off an eon of ages only to become a child again. 

           Serious?! Well you look hot when you are serious, but a bore too. 

                Cling to your kiddo self, the one that betrays all the wrongs and despair of the world, the one that gives birth to your very self every time, the one that rejuvenates you and brings a happy dent smile onto your face.


                            I wish all the good and happiness of the world to land on your side of the path, where you walk shallow.                                    
  
I wish you fathom the depths of which you never seem to mention about and merge out wild and fearless from it,
 overcoming every hurdle like a stallion.

And I wish a 'tickle' to bother you every now and then, so that that broad smile splashes across your face     every time, all the time.


 
Back to light, back to the world! Over and out!    





Sunday, December 21, 2014

Just settle down with rain


Settling down with rain
Into the puddles, stagnant and calm
Where even the ripples whisper
Into a melodious song



Through the filters of space and time
Being benign in every manner
Molding into the best
With all the peace to gather

Like icicles smooth yet sharp
Slowly formed out of cold
Glittering in the light of dawn
To fathom the self not sold



Risen from the dark and deceived
Hailed from the altitudes
Silvery, washed by the mercury
Ending all up in subdued

Strife marks its end
Tranquility and peace stand duel
The gold lies beneath the chest
The ink gets tainted to quill



The words come out as river
From the peninsula to the wide
The beds have shells and pearls now
No meaning in disguise



Purity speaks and shines in white
When the sun burns out to speak
And the lilies blossom and please the eyes
Once when ceases the bleak



And so shall on, so shall forth
Given the love a chance
Humble dances with honest
Devoid of constraints in stance



Yearn for letting go,
Holding on gives birth to pain
Look through the window
For let it not be stained
Just settle down with rain


Just settle down with rain.



Monday, December 8, 2014

I & Me



When I am with me
I am not me
The strange paradox haunts over again
Is this really We?

I am not one but two
If not me then who
Lives the present and worries about the past
And brings me back too

Then senses are the same
Then who shall I blame
When I start thinking aloud
Who holds me to tame

I am nothing but mystery
Sometimes I don’t know me
I flip like a coin in air, confused about
What I am and what I want to be

I can’t hold it still
My wishes and my will
I contradict my own self
And com back again to nil

I am not me, not myself
Then who am I, where do I dwell
So Comprehending on ‘I’ and ‘me’
Till I freeze and become still


Know more about Me: I am Change


The Window



There is a window in front of me
Which when I look up I can see
From one among the fallen blinds
That stays upright and discreet

From the view that it displays
I witness clouds and certain haze
The sky looks grayish blue
And those clouds glitter too
But why I am inside this glass
I think and am amazed

To find out that my soul
Does wish to just behold
What I cannot be right now
As myself, free and bold

I whisper to myself
Is this certain kind of well
From where I cannot come out
This living where I dwell
And then I look around
Where humans of no count
Seem working but are bound
Rising in life that already fell

A glitter crosses my eyes
As a shine begins to rise
From the willow of the clouds
A star speaks of the wise-

No matter where you are
In joy or peeled with scarsIn freedom or be it bars

Live, love and laugh to fullest Bring out what’s your best Fill in up that zest
I will take care of the rest

 The Same Window, a different Story : And the Sun shone Again