Tuesday, April 12, 2011

The Last Rites


Whatever i had, in what i had
Comes to an end
This existence, of which little
I had been in, now abandoned...
Unabashed, i look at my back
With bated breath,
Waiting for my shadow to abate

The abduction, of what's inside me
Leaving behind my abbreviation
Is in itself, an aberration
What's outside,seems like babel
I search for my bacchanal guide
Who'd perform my last rites
The daemon in me, obtaining its dagger
For the final assault....

The world now seems rigmarole
With the reversal of my self
Now complete.
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Friday, April 8, 2011

Shifting Sands


Walking on the sands
Of a deserted shore
I see flashes of what
Once stood there..

Balloons suspended in air
Bouncing heartily
In the same manner
As their owners

Small feet of small boys
Making their marks
On the shifting sand
Scattering joy in the air

Hands of couples in love
With each other intertwined
Like two creepers
Reflecting the bond within

Wives and husbands
Sitting together
Under make-shift shades
Chattering about the world

..i find today no marks
No bond,no chattering
The void in the landscape
Haunts my mind

The beauty of nature
Still intact
On to which added
The ghastly silence...

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Thursday, April 7, 2011

Give me a word





Give me a word
To think upon
When i have
Nothing in mind

Give me a word 
To pause and look
When the world's 
Moving too fast and blind

Give me a word 
To make use of
When i need 
To do it most

Give me a word
To get comfort from
When i am weary
From the deeds i have done

Give me a word
To caress my heart
When my heart
Aches with you apart

Give me a word 
To meditate upon
When my mind
Is rambling in the wild

Give me a word
For the sheer beauty
Of what the word 
Is by itself.... 
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Goodnight...

Its so simple for you
But its hard on me
To see what 
I never want to see


Its easy for you
But difficult for me
To be what
I never want to be


Its happy for you
But its sad for me
To feel good
When you set me free


Its so simple 
For you to say
Goodnight dear
And you go away
Its so hard 
On my part here
To think that
You'll never again be near...
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Monday, April 4, 2011

Masks





Shattered masks spill out coarse mud

Unveiling within a new bud

Feeling hesitant to come out

Is inside an innocence

Not ready to shout



A faith on a fragile thing

Is bound to end its being

Old flowers are bound to die

It isn't something

On one to cry....



Come out and see there's the sun

Standing outside is a new morn

Give it a try

For you shall never repent

A day which is well spent

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Friday, March 25, 2011

Serenity





I lay on my back
In the  mild coolness
Of a  summer evening
Infront of me
The vast expanse
Of the night sky

A big eucalyptus tree
hidding a part
Of me from the world
Looked as if
It was going to fly

Crickets jumped
From here to there
Some leaves rustling
In the breeze
Beckoning every
Little thing around

To come and dance
with the serenety
Of the time and space
Come on, they said
Come, give it a try..


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Sunday, March 6, 2011

Whispers

Clouds whisper by my ears,
As if they have a sweet secret
Confiding in me ...
Their secret confidante,
Things from far and near
Things good and bad
Telling me...
That what may seem distant
May actually be too close,
And what too close may be too far.

And when they relate
To me, stories from faraway lands
They often invite me
For a ride on their back
To take me through time
And across the space
To some warm, forgotten place

Sometimes they warn
That more of waiting
May ruin the result
And too much haste
May ruin the wait
And too much of everthing
May make not much of anything

Clouds understand the world
As i so believe
I listen to them with a keen ear
And when they set to depart
I ask them to come another time...






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