Monday, December 1, 2008
When there is no distinction between victory and defeat
The fear of losing things not gained
and friends shout refrain refrain
Now throwing stones into the pond is a new sport
and when words flow from the heart and sink in my throat
When damage is beyond repair
and I can't handle her stare
I fear I might take what i feel for her to my grave
I wish I wish I could be brave
Finally I muster a lot of courage
All after wasting this whole page
With the only question in my mind I walk up to her and say "Hi
Tell me yeh melody itni choclatee kyu hai ; why ??"
Friday, August 15, 2008
nectar flowed from his beak.
He said the process is important
and I asked what about the result
His smile grew bigger than ever
i didn't know was my question foolish or clever!
After a brief silence he left the room
I received a note from him by noon
Fly to the world of men, it said
It looked like an order than a request
It was in the world of men,
I saw machines that did the work of ten
with a body of metal, no heart or brain
they worked morning to night,again and again
delivering results being only their goal,
the term life was alien and so was soul.
On the other hand , the creator of machines "man"
still had not mastered the death, he wishes he can.
The end result of all men who's existence begins from the womb
seemed to me goes through various paths but results in a tomb.
I saw the answer starring at my face
I flew back to my world with great pace
"Welcome Back" said the wise beak,
"See" he said before i could speak
"what differentiates men from machines is life,
a process beyond result of any kind "
"So fear not the result but the reasons all right"
"Then why didn't you tell me if you already knew?" I asked
"why had i to fly so long in search of the answer"
He smiled and said "the process is more important"
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
I walk up to your door and its your name that i scream
I push your door open to feel a gush of wind
As your curtains flutter a vacuum overcomes me within
As our laughter thunders in that empty room
My heart shrinks in vain as flashes of memory zoom
I walk down slowly to the breakfast table
where empty seats indicate the end of the fable
A fable of true friendship and great company
I sip my coffee thinking about those moments... many
As I stare at the mirror I see a thin scaly lifeless tree
Its autumn my friend and all the leaves go free.
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Didn't have a form then but attracted me like a magnet
It said it would be loyal to me forever
Its now my prized possession and i call it power
I now had the power to do everything
I had assumed full control of my life ,I was a king
It was like a friend to me
But one day i was made to see
My inability and helplessness to give up power at right earnest
My relations strained
and many hearts pained
by the merciless power
that i had discovered
for i realize today
i never possessed it
For it enslaves me and rules me and my life
But i haven't given up yet
I shall give it up for sure
Though it still attracts me as a magnet
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
As I pack my bags for what they call my end
I peep outside the window to see light at the bend
Their sounds of song and dance die as I close my window
Locking my home I scan the empty sky as I prepare to go
My only companion my horse and my guitar
For my journey back home amongst the stars
As pictures of days gone by flash in front of my eyes
A few sparkling with happiness and a few loud cries
My horse and I are up on the way to the mountain
Where my end is destined and certain
It's dark and cold here and silence runs miles deep
My horse tiptoes and as shadow I creep
I don't fear the beyond as I turn to have a look behind
The lights from the busy street down are not hard to find
I wave them farewell as if they would respond
I hope they would not forget what is right and what is wrong
Let courage and compassion mark each of their acts
Let honesty prevail as lust and greed distract
I pray they remember what they learnt and what I taught
Happiness boredom or failure together we had fought
As darkness readies itself to engulf me dear
Lots of love and a happy new year
- the year of 2007