the real me in me

Who resides in these tears?
These tears hidden in my eyes.
What pain oozes in this hurt?
A hurt, as each breath cries.
I guess, it is the real me in me.
Yeah, it is the real me in me.

Nourished by the dreams
In life’s flowing streams
As it grew along with me
One whom only I can see
Gasping for fresh air
Hapless to me does it stare,
Coaxing me to see
It’s the real me in me.
I guess, it is the real me in me.
Yeah, it is the real me in me.

Punished by his own
Famished, it lies torn
His luck today in tatters
To none now he matters
Hope relinquished his luck
Only miseries does he pluck
Sobbing it begs me
It is the real me in me.
I guess, it is the real me in me.
Yeah, it is the real me in me.

Who resides in these tears?
These tears hidden in my eyes.
What pain oozes in this hurt?
A hurt, as each breath cries.
I guess, it is the real me in me.
Yeah, it is the real me in me.

do guide me through

It seems today
I love someone more than you
Still I dare to beg
O god, please guide me through.
So many emotions
Stand in front of me, tall.
As weak knees of mine
In front of you, fall.
I search my own soul
As to what is right or wrong
I feel so alone
As my loved ones do throng.
A fog covers my mind
As a mist veils my eyes
You claim to be the Truth
While my spirit somewhere dies.
I might not feel today
As a heart still beats for you.
In my lusterless specter
You are still the crimson hue.
It seems today
I love someone more than you
Still I dare to beg
O god, please guide me through.

as i lay dead there

Sweet smelling tarmac
Softened by raining water
Eyes gazing up the sky
I smile, as I lay dead there.
Blood leaving my body
Soul slowly oozing off
I finally find freedom
On life, I finally scoff.
I hear the earthly sounds
As my noise abates
Lived through all this hell
I find myself on heavens’ gates.
Lights disappears somewhere
I find peace in ensuing dark
Between my future and the past
I now see a difference stark.
I have cast my fragile sails

To scurry away to joy
I find bliss in my death
I last felt such, when a little boy.
As my servile heart
Readies to glorify God
No apprehension around
I escape this flimsy abode.
Sweet smelling tarmac
Softened by raining water
Eyes gazing up the sky
I smile, as I lay dead there.

rain!!!!

I wish to talk to God
My tears, a tribute to Him
In all the beauty, He is lost
I want a meaning in his scheme.
He hears my heart pounding
And sends me rain as I say,
Am I worthy in front of Him?
Does he know what I pray?
In these drops from the sky
I see my life in this rain,
Thrust away from the heavens
Skies weeping with some pain.
Smiling all along this descent,
Weightless drops of rain,
Scatter upon the ground beneath,
Oblivion, is all they gain.
As they ride this humid air
These fragile drops of rain
Loosing their souls clean
They carry a hidden stain.
My tears find their soulmates
In these fleeting drops of rain,
Help me to try and live
To God I shall pray again.

why am I a donkey?

In me, a tail do you see?
I don’t know,
I really don’t know,
why am I called a donkey?

For you,
Maybe I am too servile,
With you,
I appear so fragile,
Hit me hard
Try to make me agile,
I appear dumb
Coz I don’t have much guile.

Just coz I am not a lot tricky
O girl, You decide to call me donkey.

Try me out,
Don’t on me you shout,
Twitch my ears,
For me, each one swears,
I know it’s hard
Its so damn hard
To make the world see
How tough it’s to be a donkey?

Just coz I am not a lot tricky
O girl, you decide to call me donkey.

where are they leaving?

Sands in those feet
Of lands long ago left,
Fall off with silence
Numb, emotions bereft.
Bidding me goodbye
As this moment vanishes,
There they go alone
Carrying off my wishes.
Leaving away a breeze
Having in it now no scent,
Fragrances stolen from me
No thought for you shall be lent.
Loneliness finds a new ally
In my dry eyes sadness does hide
As you leave me alone, my Memories,
Now where shall you reside?
Sands in those feet
Of lands long ago left,
Fall off with silence
Numb, emotions bereft.

the walk from the airport

I yearn said the earth,
Of hope there is a dearth.
In the cloudy morning sky,
I walked to say my good bye.
Dreams are the soul’s only escort,
All my breaths seemed, a little short.

That walk from the airport,
Left my breaths, a little short.

Fun of the days gone before,
Brought the pain to the fore.
Those few moments of love,
In anguish made me bow.
Life appears to be so distort,
With those breaths, a little short.

That walk from the airport,
Left my breaths, a little short.

The gentle drizzle on my face ,
As I walk with a serene pace .
The soft breeze of the dawn ,
As the lazy early morning shone.
Were all fazed, at that airport
Leaving my breaths a little short.

That walk from the airport,
Seems to be my love’s last retort…

why is this????

Dreams,
Gently floating all around me.
Hope,
Gliding in all eyes as I see.
Imagination,
With spirits flying high here
Desperation,
Asphyxiated in the last tear.

Why is this all so like this?
Why something we all do miss?
Why is that we crave so much?
Why is that life seems such?

Love,
It seems now not worth dying for.
Care,
We have lost all, none in store.
Strength,
The thing we feign to have much.
Life,
Seems numb, without the ephemeral touch.

Why is this all so like this?
Why something we all do miss?
Why is that we crave so much?
Why is that life seems such?

God,
Lying idle in an atheist’s thought.
Pleasure,
Each soul seems to have much bought.
Greed,
In each breath we all have in abundance.
Faith,
With each betrayal, gains credence.

Why is this all so like this?
Why something we all do miss?
Why is that we crave so much?
Why isthat life seems such?

traffic on this highway

Silence crawling around
The crowds seem to be disbursing
I watch with numb eyes
My soul is tired screaming.

This cramped road
Never seems to end
Whenever I try to cross it
It nears a worthless bend.
Moving fast, this highway
Traffic, all in its glory
Each soul holds its sway
Nobody ever feels sorry.

Silence crawling around
The crowds seem to be disbursing
I watch with numb eyes
My soul is tired screaming.

Open arms stretched over
I wait for that joy to come
With eyes looking up the sky
I doubt what love has become?
Kneeling down with bowed head
Tears flowing fast and cold
I want to end this daily fight
In her arms, let me be bold.

Silence crawling around
The crowds seem to be disbursing
I watch with numb eyes
My soul is tired screaming.

Menthol.....

The soft silky eyes
The flowing glowing hair
Light as if she would fly off
With this sweet smelling air
When I met her today
The love of my life
It made me recollect
“It cuts like a knife”.
The blue of her eyes
Sends a chill in my spine
I get a reason to be me
Brilliance with all the shine
I keep shouting to all
With each breath’s fall
This world seems a football, well…..
She reminds me of….menthol.

Internal aberration
My love, in imagination
I want to sit with you
And strike a conversation.
Let me talk of love
Let us discuss life
Prying for a gentle touch
Would like to be my wife?
It isn’t an abrupt proposition
Just a whimsical composition
Let our fates play juxtaposition
And face the divine consternation.
Should I now clarify it all?
O my sweet darling, my Barbie doll,
Without you this world seems a football,
And you,
Yeah, its you, who remind me of….menthol….

why this divide?

I cry for being so alone

I cry for being so alone

Where has brotherly love gone? ...

Pervasive in the cold morning air

The scent of this world’s despair

Exhilaration of the persistent divide

Where does in my land unity abide?

I cry for being so alone

Where has brotherly love gone? ...

Shouting with bleeding lungs

Spreading the message of hate

Drowning the last wave of sanity

This tsunami, will it ever abate?

I cry for being so alone

Where has brotherly love gone? ...

A young soul with a wide eye

Listens to his father’s desperate cries

Humanity sheltered in the arms

In being inhuman, courage today lies.

I cry for being so alone

I cry for being so alone

Where has after all brotherly love gone? ...

To which group shall I belong?

I have been orphaned all along.

Among these, whose brother shall I be?

Only strangers in my brotherhood I see.

I cry for being so alone

I cry for being so alone

Where has after all brotherly love gone? ...

I stand again

I stand again
I stand again
Being at the bottom of the well
In my heart a rebel does swell
Finally I like my pain
I stand again
I stand again.
Head beating hard
Soul feels like lard
Desperate to walk
Dreams nearby stalk
They struggle to pull me up
Kingdoms of heaven I usurp
Finally I love what I gain
I stand again
I stand again.
Voices stumble in my ears
Feeling as if dead for years
In eyes oscillates vision
Of a falling worldly prison
Prayers float on my lips
Despondency somewhere slips
Finally I clear this stain
I stand again
I stand again.

longing

On long-nights
All alone by the door
I sit still
Pondering on the floor…

Some thoughts
Slowly creep into my eyes
Uneasy feelings
Worried about how time dies….

Days pass-by
Paying no attention to me
In such moments
You, only you, I long to see…

Tears arise
In my eyes, raise their head again
Heart beats
Left with no strength to bear pain…

Gloom surrounds
Loneliness is the only company I keep
Dreams perish
As I lie down for my deprived sleep…

Breaths muffle
Whispering the ecstasy they have
In their rhythm
Your memories do they save.

Without you
Each minute is a silent strife
I realize now
Your worth in my deprecated life.

thoughts

Sitting alone in this room
I wonder as to what to think
The little talk of yesterday
Lingers with an ignominious stink.

We expect a life together
In spite of all our troubles
Vision of a castle of dreams,
Why is it that lies in rubbles?
Is it normal to face these
All these, in love we have,
In each promise of love my love,
To you, travails only did I gave?
Am I that unfortunate one,
Who is an attaint to love,
I wish to answer these,
No help from up above.

All this buzz of being in love,
Of life just an extended embrace,
Is it that it was just a talk?
When what lies ahead is disgrace.
In your eyes today I see,
A storm of tormenting doubts,
What bothers you now?
Is it just my eccentric bouts?
The cold air of last night
Still makes my breath feel tight
The silence of the dark sky
Wonders why I still appear so bright?

Sitting alone in this room
I wonder as to what to think
The little talk of yesterday
Lingers with an ignominious stink.

a weak love

Should I say that thing to you?
Something I had hid from you.
Deep in my heart it laid buried,
It is the thing that kept me worried.
It is the thing that bothers me now,
I don’t know when to say, and say how?
………
Should I pour my heart to you?
Should I share my soul with you?
An uncertain future bites into me,
Each moment, only you, I long to see.
I want to hold, the fragile you,
That sweet early morning dew.
………
Should I appear weak to you?
Should I kneel in front of you?
Each heart beats with this belief
You only are my salvation, my relief.
I have longed long to say only this
In your eyes only, lies my bliss.

Me and the farmer

Vision drowned in the moist eyes,
Existence subdued in half baked lies,
In my revelry today innocence cries,
When a famished farmer silently dies.

Scent of faint success in the air,
Asphyxiates the stench of despair,
As feeble souls now just stare,
In heavens see, a life beyond repair.

Silence shrouds the pitiful smiles,
A scene stretched for faraway miles,
Locked somewhere in meaningless files,
Lies Hope, suffocated, behind all those piles.

In muffled voices out of parched lips,
Each breath’s vigor in small steps slips,
As Life in its ultimate repose sleeps,
I stand dazed, as no brotherly eye weeps?

I start afresh with my moist eyes,
Armed with a bunch of half baked lies,
Who cares what my innocence cries,
I begin to rob, a famished farmer, as he dies.

The gentle touch of early morning rays
To my heart its subtlety, something says.
Is it human to be so immeasurably weak?
Is it the nature of the mind to be so meek?
In each brave soul that I meet around
Vulnerability somewhere does abound.
Behind the fierce eyes of these warriors
Lay a frail heart subverted by barriers.
This gawky ostentatious show of strength
This hallelujah prolonged to a great length,
In them does lay their hollow victories
Each herd made all of just sentries,
Guarding the façade of their own accord
Illusionary camaraderie with no discord.

Is it human to be so immeasurably weak?
Is it the nature of the mind to be so meek?

the ailments that affix my life

Bright nights
Blinding lights,
Glaring shadows
Meaty hollows,
Leathery air
Singeing hair,
I wish not to get prolix
So what if life seems in a fix.

Falling stars
Healing scars,
Mighty goals
Weakened souls,
Raising hopes
Lecherous popes,
I wish not to get prolix
So what if life seems in a fix.

Cherubic sneer
Gloomy veneer,
Flailing handshakes
Recurring mistakes,
Servile heavens
Immortal mavens,
I wish not to get prolix
So what if life seems in a fix.

the plight

The slow hum of silence around
On this warm summer night
Staleness in nature’s breath
Does only exaggerate my plight.

The million stars in the sky
It somehow does not feel right
Gargantuan dark blanket around
Sprinkled with just specks of light.

Shadows fading away gradually
With dilated eyes I have no sight
An anxious gloom looms in the air
Giving my chest, a feeling so tight.

The world has only this to teach,
In Success’s past, lies only Might,
Prudence bowing down to hate
Rendition is a smile’s only blight.

In the eyes of the little child
I now just find an urge to fight
In the storm of death he finds today
Innocence on an ignominious flight.

my early morning walks

I ponder alone
Where have the days gone?
In them, my past stalks,
Those early morning walks,
Where all the memories pool,
I see, how I went to school?
Those simple dresses,
In sleepy eyes, lots of wishes,
Those small feet,
Clouds of dust, my only fleet,
By smooth silky flowing hair
Annexing the kingdom of air,
In the Innocence of those smiles
I jumped life by a million miles.

The sea swept over the brim,
My heart, torn through the seam,
I want to feel the same again,
Heavy books, were my only pain.
The buzz of the breeze,
The dance of the geese,
Those huge swiveling trees
In my kingdom, lay these.
When Me and God made a pair,
And left others to care.
As all life appeared fair,
I saw no room for despair,
Now, I ponder alone,
Where have those days gone?