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?

i found my life again.......

In those winding roads of the hill,

In that water, always calm but never still,

In that gentle breeze, the breath of the trees,

In that silence, pierced by the buzzing bees,

I know, I found my life again…….

In those early morning walks I took,

In that beauty, residing behind each nook,

In that fog, clouding my senses away from evil,

In that moment, I saw God but no devil.

I know, I found my life again…….

In those clouds that strolled along with me,

In those peaks, in white heavens they see,

In that sky, azure carpet of my dreams,

In that land, I wish to stay forever, it seems…

Hence, I know, I found my life again…….

it all went away

In such a hurry,
It all went away , in a flurry.
Time flew by me,
I wish I could see.
The smiles that seem faded,
Colors, those appear jaded.
In the old painting on the wall,
I play with my memories, all.
In such a hurry,
It all went away, in a flurry…….

My friends’ echo in the past,
Their laughter in there, still does last.
Dreams of their got fulfilled,
Prayers that do appear sealed.
Paths which seem to be trodden,
Happiness that is now forbidden.
Feelings, ones which seem lost,
I still measure all their cost.
In such a hurry,
It all went away, in a flurry…….

In the impending future now I see,
What my present shall look to be?
Would I ever feel the same?
Life, today, is just a game?
Was I meant to loose this all?
In love, shall lie, my glorious fall.
Again shall I feel so sorry?
Again shall I crib, it all went away, in a flurry…….

i feel this fall

Falling down,
In the eyes of love,
The abyss of death.

Hell’s alcove,
I feel this fall,
I feel this fall,
Though it seems very small….

I wish to see
Open my eyes,
The view aint clear.

My fuming ire,
It Clouds my tear,
It clouds my tear,
And I struggle with despair….

Close my wounds,
Heal my heart
Lets again start.

Hold my hand
Pull me through
Pull me through
By love’s magic wand….

Falling down,
In the eyes of love,
The abyss of death.

Hell’s alcove,
I feel the fall
I feel the fall
Though it seems very small….

I feel the fall
I feel the fall…..though it seems very small…..

a dream

O lady, deep in dreams,
Open your eyes for me.
Waiting beside your floral throne
My desolate soul, you shall see.

A gentle smile crosses your lips
Whilst you enjoy this deep slumber,
I long in moments like this,
In dreams, me, do you remember?

The steady locks of hairs,
Entangling my memoirs within,
Fingers, laboring hard not to touch,
Seek panacea of any carnal sin.

Let the silence encompass you,
Your progenitor’s lovely embrace.
Peace may descend on your spirit,
With a mother’s caring grace.

O lady, deep in dreams,
Open your eyes for me.
Waiting beside your floral throne,
My desolate soul, you shall see.

a story

let me tell you my story
a story with no worry
a story hard to believe
nothing in it to feel sorry.

an inconsequential speck of dust
i lie on this shiny, glassy plane,
the eyes of the world shine on me
in them i see, nothing but disdain.

the flimsy shade of the fog
on the dark surface of the road,
i lie within the dark world's realm
for me, there isnt a heavenly abode.

the minute squeak of patience
in the enigmatic glory of chaos,
i have lost my existence in here
my each breath this world abhors.

the figment of one's oblivion
in the resplendent eternal glory
i am the art they do
and remember their own past, gory.

let me tell you my story
a story with no worry
a story hard to believe
nothing in it to feel sorry.

in the world of my own

In the world of my own
I live a life I disown.
Faking a smile on my face
Your world today I face.

When each has his destiny
Mine lies in tatters,
Like a loser on the road
I am ‘nothing’ who matters.
Words begin with mercy,
Alms in prayers do I get,
Adulation was bestowed
Haplessness I now beget.

In the world of my own
I live a life I disown.
Faking a smile on my face
Your world today I face.

Crazy do I feel ,
Trying to dream the dream,
Satisfaction would also bleed
Dying away without a scream.
I don’t wanna give away
I don’t wanna run away
I wanna fight it out
I wanna shout it loud.

In the world of my own
I live a life I disown.
Faking a smile on my face
Your world today I face.

when dreams die

I paint my hopes into nightmarish skies
not tough enough, though difficult,
when a dream, dies.....

I take the strokes with my heart's brush
not worthy enough, though priceless,
as my tearful eyes blush....

I stretch my arms making your world within
not tired enough, though weak,
i search my soul therein....

I picture effortlessly the serene beautiful sunrise
not shining enough, though glorious,
through which your memories arise...

I scamper the colour of those innocent eyes
not blameless enough, though angelic,
in which my whole life lies....

I shall paint for you alone, those celestial skies
not enchanting enough, though sublime,
there shall I watch, as my dream dies...

life's characterization

In all desperation,
I signify emancipation,
With Unworthy intoxication
Feeling internal coagulation.

All these dejections
Unsaid, unfelt rejections
Boost me like injections
Their dastardly suggestions.

Death’s tantalizations
My soul’s adjudications
Skillful appropriations
Their phony prostrations.

Living on probations
Impending rationalizations
In this world of automations
I signify randomizations.

Reaching finalization
My Breath’s factorization
In a shameful picturization
Of Probing, life’s fictionalization.

Reaching a culmination
Is my grim visualization,
Enforcing mesmerization
Discard this lewd Characterization.

wait....

its so silent today
like the world is in dismay
i miss you here tonight
each moment a silent fight
sunlight just begins to stream
in it my life seems to beam
i wait here with my arms wide
to end this time's divide.

in a distant land you stay
i search that forgone way
in the cuddled care of sleep
you there, in dreams i reap
i hear your breaths tonight
holding you upclose and tight
i wait here with my arms wide
to end this time's divide.

i know He sees me from there
glancing my destinies lying bare
I pray from Him to give me you
take my soul in its lieu
i wish you could love as I am
to see some good behind my sham
i, still, wait here with my arms wide
to end this time's divide.

a sinner's prayer

Words are not there for you
O Lord, but am sure you listen to me
In the rhythm of my heart, for sure
This pain of mine, you do see.
I love you O Lord for all,
For all the blessing you gave to me
I walked against a wish of yours
Am sure you would let it be.
You know all about me, O Lord
All the worldly pleasures that I steal,
But don’t remove me from the faith
I wish on my heart to bear, that holy seal.
Ask the angels to write for me,
Write for me, the water of the sacred stream,
I wish to drink it with my lips
To let my soul be pierced by the holy Beam.
I pray tonight again O Lord
Asking again, let me be a part of the plan
Give this wretched man a chance
To fight the holy war, be warrior of the clan.
But before that I beg from You
I beg to cleanse my soul
Forgive me for my sins
Let me in my own way, for you, extol.

she came.....

Beneath the crimson sky
With an emerald hue
She came along on a wave
The smile that was due.

For my spirit only
Riding on the crest
She came to earth for me
Bringing happiness abreast.

They had my soul bound
the zephyrs of her breath
In those flowing locks of hairs lay
the apostle of my worldly death.

Softness as that of her skin
had me numb with a touch.
I realised what heaven was
In the ethereal moment such.

Dreams that I saw
Were like this, that I felt.
I walked along with her
in them, did the oceans melt.

Beneath the crimson sky
With an emerald hue
She came along on a wave
The smile that was due.

my life

the moments,
melting into each other,
giving way,
each breath, to another,
what has life become
my soul, subdued by a tether.

these thoughts,
the ones, which make me worry.
Coming with a pace
A pace, not less than a flurry.
I dream harder,
harder it seems, but not in a hurry.
I still search,
search a land, where to myself bury.
to all screaming,
screaming a word, that just means Sorry.
yeah, these are the thoughts,
the ones, which make me worry.

it feels,
feels as if burning since ages.
it hurts,
hurts as if a fire ravages.
am falling,
falling there where none salvages.
am going,
going where there are no privilidges.
am dying,
dying like you all, doomed noble savages.
would come,
come here, where your god scavenges.

the moments,
melting into each other,
giving way,
each breath, to another,
what has life become
my soul, subdued by a tether.

Love's reckoning

Rise up, o my poor soul,
Your day of reckoning has come.
Love, showered with all effort
An insult for them has become.

Each beat that your heart missed,
Each breath that you gave away,
Has become suffering for those
Who were there forever, to stay.

The gasps of uneasy emotions
Through which does the fire foment.
Worried on each act of yours
Arises in the heart, a fierce torment.

Ensuing serene depths of solitude,
Beneath that majestic earthly storm,
Lies the carcass of your love
That place, till now was your home.

Gathered come all, the beings
From all the lands of love.
You shall toil for innocence
No help expected from up above.

Rise up, o my poor soul,
Your day of reckoning has come.
Love, showered with all effort
An insult for them has become.

where i sat

i just walked out,
living all day, in my cage.
wondering on those steps
where all sit, none a sage.

the noises that pricked ,
the late soriee behind,
each with his boisterous smile
had turned me blind.

suffering at their hands,
being shown a wilful neglect.
passing around me, all,
none noticing where i sat.

only refuge was the breeze
singing and flying playfully around
it did shush in my ears
in sweet smell had me surround.

I lay,not much to share
but the heart full of rage,
wondering on those steps
where all sit, none a sage.

me aint worth it.....

in the wee hours
i stay awake and think,
with eyes fighting hard
i let this feeling sink.

me aint worth it
this care thats being shown,
trying just to keep it out
from being someone's own.

me aint worth it
for being loved so much,
to be alleviated of my pains
by that sublime touch.

me aint worth it
of being kept around,
to face all the sorrows,
in love, to be bound.

me aint worth it
of putting all your trust,
when breaking all vows
my soul, gathers dust.

me aint worth it
of being walked along,
turning away from all
convinced that it isnt wrong.

me aint worth it
to spend one's life,
when i promise nothing
but glorious strife.

in the wee hours
i stay awake and think
with eyes fighting hard
i let this feeling sink.

wake me up when i die

I feel so tired today
Begging rest, is all I say
Wake me up when I lie
Its the moment when I die.

The walls that appear
the lights which disappear
the sounds getting muffled
destiny’s pages being ruffled
all crying and screaming
my fate is beaming
Finally I find the place
Where death I’d face.

I feel so tired today
Begging rest is all I say
Wake me up when I lie
Its the moment when I die.

Eyes floated with pictures
When I forget the scriptures
Spelling the impending doom
My soul whimpers a boom
In silence lying agitated
I feel so emancipated
These tremors do a message send
I fast approach my worthless end.

I feel so tired today
Begging rest is all I say
Wake me up when I lie
Its the moment when I die.

ethics class of mine

scrambling sun in my eyes
the long walk to the class
defying the strength of a human
i get ready to hear that farce.

bollocks full of crap
raging goes ethics, in my mind
each moral lesson
does nothing but me, blind.

talks of socrates
blasts of aristotle
mingling my head hard
each word a narcotic bottle.

bringing me to the edge
frustrating me to push him through
that morality's class
where none of us have worth to do.

drowsy, dreamy and lousy
the prof scampers for my soul
with all that s**t that he blares
maps a screaching hole.

harshly blaming hedonism
for my guilty pleasures
spoiling each smile of my past
none of these, he treasures.

with a whimper it ends
the tempest that he did start
each concern that he raised
in the end, not worthy a fart.

a belch on constipation

the scene replicates each day
when for me its hard to say
clutching on my tummy
a short prayer is all i pray.

heavily full upto the brim
all the earlier day's cream
i find it hard to pass it now
each force making me scream.

the smiles that ensue
about my crimson hue
make me beg to GOD
what is this for, what from me is due?

the pills that follow
make me go yellow
nobody understands the misery
how each motion is my sorrow.

i dont wish any to have
coz none seems so brave
this internal enemy
makes every morning grave.

finally patience wins
am acquitted of my sins
i get up with an effort
leaving behind things for the bins.

i have seen my soul in you

opening my eyes
awakening my mind
celebrating my life
each beat of mine screaming,
i have seen my soul in you.

those flickering eyelashes
the world that it thrashes
the chaos that it ensues
in their rhythm proclaiming,
i have seen my soul in you.

the locks that lock air
those black streams which trap
in each my story tangles
each fall just validating,
i have seen my soul in you.

those lips which shine
and sometimes make a whine
on each my life resides
each kiss from them stipulating,
i have seen my soul in you.