Tuesday, January 1, 2013

PUPPET


Pulled strings a way of life
harsh truth in the open
calling the hand of support
damsel in distress the calling card

Then you fall for the drama
on which the curtains never fall
Heart unaware of the strings
pulled by whimsical bearings

Veins bursting with feelings
can't be seen by the opaque heart
words that hurt soul never do part
mind pounding with anger defeated

Lost in the false ocean of eyes
Walking a line thinking all is mine
Never did the poor realize
the hidden hand making the choice

A losing heart doesn't give up
flaring up like a puppy in hope
ignoring the inner voice of sanity
foretelling the calamity

Keep revering the good times
like the early morning sun
but it never rose this time
swallowed by the night of crime

Trust lost in the cruel world
heart learns not to invest
dividends bloating the delicate walls
to burst it wants but just crawls


Wednesday, October 3, 2012

A Stranger's Heart


Stumbling a little
like a new born fawn
didn't know the ways
cruel world could spawn

shake the web away
mustering all strength
ran the sky's length
search for a new horizon

Oh it beats and hurts
boiling with fear
veins frail like petals
trust leads to tear

Still it hopes bright
innocent child, it smiles
breaths spewing the lie
eyes dark ignore the cry

It loves and lusts
fading emotion with time
raw blood racing prime
every beat such a crime

Lying in a cold corner
done and dusted for
craving one last note
music which lasted not long

Raised in shackles
fits of rage to console
the cage grows bigger
love, it disappear.

Wednesday, August 1, 2012

SHE

Beauty so serene she possessed
the scorching sun couldn't intersect
Still wind could carry the kisses she blow
Glistening sweat accentuated her glow

Years & ages of trenches/peaks
The ship got kept afloat
The look in her eyes never changed
Anchor with which the fate got sealed

Shoulder the pillow for sleeping beauty
Hair covering the plateau of features
Unrequited longing for those brown eyes
Stop staring you love struck, she sighs

Every time she parted with smile & whispers
Sweet nothings making the heart heavy
Words deeply meant don't come in spree
Only the eyes speak as they shall see

She is here now with a warm hug
Knees as weak with a face strong
Promises flow of it all being real
Every minute an hour of surreal

In dreams she belonged to me
My own world of possible fantasy
When I saw her lying next to me
Cynic in me exclaimed 'O lucky we.


Monday, May 7, 2012

PLATFORM NO. 6

People crawled up as inanimate objects
nut flakes covering the floor as leaves in autumn
Robotic announcements the only lullaby
Laughs and tears two sides of face coin

A shelter by lack of choice
Rats big as raccoons the children companions
Emotions change with the turn of clock
Wet footsteps mark the path of haste

Numbers decide the journey unknown
Dung crawlers swarm the tracks
Cacophony omniscient make the mirrors crack

Blind child the bait used to beg food
Travesty loaded in syringe to melt the stone heart
Riches turn up in their diamond rings
Blessings given in doses that shrink

Every minute an eternity staring the big clock
Patience the virtue required most in stock
Eternal this structure with aging eyes
Seen it all the laughs and cries.

Saturday, April 7, 2012

LIVING



So many chapters in the life book
Ignored to find the missing pages
Forgetting the pen in own hands
The ink changing as the color of life

Life's good heart people make bleed
You just be the messenger of deed
Conditional the knot of life
The wiser knows how to untie

So that one you showered your rays on
Walked bare foot to clear their thorn
Oh miserable why do you accept return
White lined path towards expectation

Bucket loads of love one already has
Lost in the race to take more jazz
Lock of realization with no master key
The idea of love overpowers feeling it free

People change but so does time
Fading memories the silver line
You just walk in provided sheath
Singing the music in soul underneath

You will always smile wry
Clapping to life's humor so dry
Living in the moment the trick
Even the magicians can't deny

Thursday, December 22, 2011

FLY & FLOWER


A ray in the dark room
the unsettling ambience
flower befriended the fly

Juvenile was his trust
Butterfly was good with words
slick and slimy at same time

Vicious trap was all set
mind of a child at no rest
eager the flower to impress

Fly started the extraction
flower engrossed in imagery
sinister plan flowed like canary

Haunted the souls were
Oh the disgusting practice
little did the flower suspect

Ray had left disapproving
fly the sadist beamed of hubris
a laugh flower would never forget

Suddenly routine met dead end
flower felt like abomination
time played the nurse for agony

All the anguish under landslide
flower spent life in gripe
seeing the fly jibe

Flower had flustered thoughts
Flower suffered rage fits
Flower had immutable shame
Flower died reproachful

Fly remained a proud fiend
Fly found other flowers
Fly extracted and lived
if only the first Flower had spoke  

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

OLD HEART & AFTER


Sitting patiently on rollicking chair
I casually observed the grey hair
A life proudly lived until now
Leaving a lineage to showoff

That pain crept up near chin
Engulfing the arms to chest
Ignorance was always bliss
Denial foretelling the abyss

They were all around my sons
How lucky with the loved ones
Their smile gave life a purpose
I asked god for more seconds

Then the funny horror struck
Freezing up the way to breath
Curtains kept falling on eye
Sounds looped of manic cry

Rain drops broke the sleep
Lying eagle spread in creek
A child asked what's the need
"Life" came the words in dread

Heart not accepting the afterlife
My people I missed and cried
Child took a pity and smiled
"Take some more" his face riled

I blinked and saw my son
Teary eyed he held my hand
Wires and machines surround
I hoped this was my world

Make up with the dear life
I saw my lovely longing wife
I was back to my descendants
The child smiled & disappeared

Value of life I harshly learned
One's who matter stayed
Can I rise up as a phoenix
Question left me in a fix
Giving it up I decided
to enjoy the seconds.

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

MIND FEEL

Nothing to show for the love
Received by all and sundry
Resting on laurels so shaky
Never deserved the fake trophy

Engine to the family train bogey
A pressure weighing down on he
Fear of never delivering the good
Crushing toes with pain so crude

Gifts galore without inhibition
Increase the guilt trip initiation
Father please don't expect
Cannot earn my own respect

Ambitions so small they hurt
Eagles around to throw dirt
A hippy heart so bohemian
Would kill for the oblivion

Spoilt kid is the tag defined
Walking blindly in sheep herd
The heart a man of few words
Never able to get itself heard

So you walk on the thin line
Keeping head straight astray
Fantasy is your only darling
To make it real is what you pray





Saturday, October 8, 2011

HELLO, I'M DOOR.


Years of mute observation
Underneath the brittle wall
Supporting the fake notion
Of a life lived with chin tall

Seen it all happen around here
Passionate love drunken stupor
All I learnt from this experience
Farewell the only alive gesture

Hidden inside me are skeletons
Secrets stacked in proportion
Winds blow in wrong direction
Leading to nasty conclusion

I laugh at the human pains
The fairy tale of their dreams
The poor never do realize
Life is not there to please

I open and then I close
Just like a wavering mind
I love the children playing
Only they are worth observing

Goodbyes and lovely Hi's
Life only runs in a cycle
Joy of birth and sad funeral
While I remain the eyes eternal



Monday, October 3, 2011

EUPHONY

Sometimes the only ally faithful
In your times darkest and cruel
Melancholic sound of the piano
a doorway to let the feelings out

One touch of soothing melody
to turn the entire mood sunny
So many words not written
Emanate through the vibrating

From the beautiful nostalgia
To the gooseflesh of metal
It brings out the spirit in
Emotions are its horsemen

Time stops in awe of masterpiece
It feels the way inside your head
Like a bottle of Jack Daniels
The epitome of a high state

Present in all things living
Sound of the silent soul
Some just croon it out
Some keep it till the grave