Friday, July 31, 2009
It was mystery amidst the sun
It wasn’t the fog that made things unclear
It was nostalgia high on run
For things will change for you and me
But we’ll always miss the abandoned fun
For life will stop by myriad waypoints
Journey was not so beautiful... untill you had come
The next time we meet it will happen so
That names I say...
would have never have been there
And will occur to me
That u have reached far....
from our common place in here
For the distance will never speak
That it wishes to succumb to what was before
And so will the laughs tell
To reach inside within and cure
It was not just a day
When I had you with me
Four years of my life
Ones those which i’ll never see
I fail to understand
What drives time so fast
I wish I was still new
And u were the same senior of past
And even if it would end
I know it well...someday
Things would be the same
You and me...connected....as now at the end of each day
For my dearest maansi boss....
Monday, July 13, 2009
Some denied my existence
I love the ones that were happy
About me being all over the places
Some chiselled me till times unknown
Some were elusive in their opinions
I was deserted by a few that wanted me
To learn to come out of my illusions
Some were demanding enough yet loved me
Some were demanding enough to tire me
But all in one they taught
That only work will work for me
Some were jealous of what I was
Some inspired me to learn more
I’ve nothing against those who did not caress me
For they helped me to become bold
I thank the ones that ditched me
And the ones that aided me to arise
For all of the ones that I’ve ever met
I somehow learnt the most from their disguise
Monday, July 6, 2009
i fear to scribble..
for u cn read inbetween d lines..
i fear to open my eyes..
for u cn read thru my mind..
i fear to potray tat im touched by ur thots..
bt i fear u wd get to knw..
tat wt gets reflected in my actions..
is nthn...but ur shadow..
effects might have other implications in ppl's wrld...
but effect in my case..
is wt wrds cnt define..
nly i witness...
tat im mouldin like sand..
in ur hands ...
Dipped in blood the children cry , enemies wry at what’s in their sight
Ravaging the town , penetrating the terror streets
Walls crashing down ,and homes falling apart indeed
Common man facing the uncommonly terrible phases of life
Conditions made to add to their saddening plight
Anything the city beholds could head away to carnage
A bag, a bin , a cycle or a temple, any place could be their target
They kill, they ruin and then smile at every shed of skin
As rage rises in the minds and frustration pumps in the soul
They feel glad, feel sound, when our hands reach out and helplessly mourn
I’m scared and really frightened, For all those I love and care
As who might know I’ll get to see them, The way I have since I’ve ever known them
They easily whip apart thousands of smiles, and I fear the next could be mine
The innocents are ripped apart and the corrupts hail
Its a reverse way in which these democracies prevail
How do i shout out , i’m longing for help
Where do i need to go, everywhere they welt
All the year round, there is mow down in the towns
Some kill for God, the others live for him
Its courage that we imbibe from him , that helps us stand still
It will fight against the odds and the mind will find a way out
All that we need, is a voice that calls out
Courage will shine out in the blood of an injured when he smiles
Or in the glory of the commandos when they return from the fight
Courage is in the mind of the one who wishes to speak
For he at least thought , about the patriotism he long back preached
It’s we who can mend the tattered hearts and help to join the broken ties
When not just the man, but the entire city cries..
The one who kindles fire
The one who’s spirits never die
I exemplify endless power
Iniquity I always deny
I am not deaf to the clamour power makes
But I’m immune against its clout
I have an agile mind and soul
Vigour that runs throughout
I am as loud as my actions
As silent as my thoughts
Sometimes I crib about things
Sometimes I move and forget about
I am not stuck in the time warp
I am not a rebel towards change
I am not the one who exhibits calvinism
I don’t know how to chisel , but I how to play the game
I am intrepid and incisive
Pugnacious and sometimes raging
I reflect upon things before they reflect upon me
I’m cautious and calculative
I give no space to fate
To ruin my whereabouts
I lay my foot firm
And stand upright on my ground
I will never die
I was carved out to belong to this soil
Its my spirit , herculean and free
And will stay so till ages undefined