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Poems

Poems

Lessons (A Poem) 

Lessons of life..,

Some learnt, others left

In the quagmire where our minds

Are meandering in endless plains

Of thought. 

Humbled by life changing events,

These lessons feed our journey,

Somewhat bittersweet, knowing

That they may not return,

After changing us forever.

We are the children of our fate,

Happy in our wonderlands, till

These lessons make us wake up

To the reality of an unknown dream.

These lessons are valuable, no one

Will know better than ourselves..

These lessons are trying to tell us

Something..

One day we will know.

Return to sanity (A poem)

Come back from the delusions of your mind,

The raging infernos within your visions blind,

Moments of sorrow which captured your being,

And tore away everything

That gave you a semblance of life.

There is nothing there

In the darkest corridors of that time

Where you have taken yourself

Again and again

You must pull yourself out of this

Self-Inflicted pain.

Come back to the bright sunny days

Where your being revives

And laughter returns,

As chances a plenty will arrive.

Return to sanity

There have been enough

Of these meandering thoughts,

Through dense forests,

Losing all direction in the deep.

Come back my friend,

We have promises to keep,

Turn around,

All that was lost will be found.

Come back my friend,

To now and here,

Return to sanity..

I am waiting for you.

Story of our lives (A poem)

Trapped in the wrong body, 
On an unknown planet
Of a galaxy 
In a different universe 

With people
Some familiar, 
Amidst beliefs not told of. 

Why am I here ?
Before situations that they call life. 
Wondering where all this would lead us 
And what all it would bring..

Reality ? the truth ? 

Things that have seldom occurred 
Probabilities of a different kind, 
As time disappears and arrives
Devouring our minds.

Perhaps I’m in a reflective day 
Trying to unravel the mysteries 
In which I lay. 

The present will go away 
To a different past 
As the future still waits
Don’t know for what                    

Can’t say.


Everything's alright (A poem)

Maybe everything's alright,

And this rainbow is for real,

The clouds are shining in the skies,

And all good things are what I feel.

Maybe the singing of birds,

Are the songs of my soul,

And all the happiness floating around,

Has eventually been found.

Maybe I've fallen in love,

With life, and everything I know,

And left my worries far behind,

With abundance beginning to grow.

Maybe this life is a steal,

And I have found my spot,

My pot of gold,

In this unending quest for joy.

Maybe everything's alright

Since this this spell was cast.

Everything's alright,
Till this dream will last.

Light Years (A poem)

Our lives had departed 

In different directions, 

When we lived as mortals 

Once in an earth day.

Those times of a wandering, 

Have been a meandering, 

What seemed to have started 

Does not seem to end.

I've travelled oceans of darkness,

Centuries of seas, 

So many light-years 

As far one can see 

I've voyaged universes 

Gone far beyond suns 

Looking for you, 

As you were for me.

These light years have taken us 

Way out of our times, 

Taken all we had,

Leaving us dry.

We can do our best,

Hoping to cross paths,

Waiting to say what we couldn't

In lifetimes.

Till then we can search,

In infinite space,

Travelling light years.

Till we meet again..

Epitaph (A poem)

Here lies the grave of
A person full of sorrow, love and joy
Oft misunderstood,
In moments of shifting,
Sinking sands beneath,
The prisons of the under land,

The never world in between
Of nowhere,
With deep dark dungeons of lonely Solitude,
All in the company of friends
Who came and went,
With a few that really meant.

Let the winter snow fall,
Fall once again, as many tears
Have fallen, 

Fallen before as rain.
After autumn leaves had left 

Their auburn trail,

My time is over now, way above its time.
Let me fly far, far away.
Peaceful as a dove,
As this tombstone, epitaph,
Will preserve these memories,
And sleep, 

After weathering many a storm.

If I knew (A poem)

If I knew,
How this life would turn out to be,
Whatever is left of it,
Where it would lead to.

If I could rewind time,
To the points where I went wrong,
And correct the moments,
Which had led me into the storm.

If I knew,
Whether I'd go to hell in the afterlife,
Or be an angel, dancing
In the gardens of paradise,

It would be so nice..

If I knew,

How to change everything..

The past, the present, and the future

Just once..once in this lifetime as a boon

What would I do ?

Trapped Souls (A poem)

Trapped souls,
Trying to find bodies in space,

Created by another world.

Existing to live, living to exist,
Seeking happiness and satisfaction 

Through the medium,
Reaching out in disguise.

Embracing joy and running away from sorrow,
Trapped souls keep looking 

For yet another tomorrow.

Keeping haunting memories, 

Waves of lost love, left in some dimension.
Breaking into new domain,
Experiencing the dawn that would follow,
Once again.


Trapped souls in hollow oceans of infinite time,
Waiting to escape, where floating they we see Reason for their being,

Knowing that inspite of all their desires,
Everything will dissolve into nothingness,
And what is now, will be gone sooner or later,
Forgotten all the while,
Till the moment they are set free.

Till that time, all is futile.

Dead mans dream (A poem)

From the time that I was born,
There have been voices in my head,
Cheering me up, quietening me,
Putting be back to sleep.

Sometimes I awoke
And played in the night,
Slowly growing up,
Knowing wrong from right.

Youth passed
With a blink of the eye,
Childhood seems so far,
Far from all the knowledge
That was gained

How come these stars
Are so permanent now,
They do not speak,
Its me, who's moving around

Yes I'm out of the earth,
In another place,

A different dimension,
So says the dream, somehow.

No more seasons,
Such is the way.
This long lost spirit
Will now fly away.

As this dream goes on
And lights make music,
With the great cosmic dance,

I'll wait till the dream ends,
Awaiting the eventual life,
That was in the darkness then,
Which now will be,

...The new dawn.

Restless winds (A poem)

Restless winds
Are blowing through my mind,
Kicking up a storm,
Yet sometimes being kind,

Painting an illusion,
With droplets of rain,
Gods one more creation,
Falling on window panes.

Maybe thoughts of you have,
Born these few lines,
Maybe that is why we've reached
In this moment of time.

Parts of tattered pages,
From the book of life,
Are floating with these restless winds,
Waiting to sublime.

Have you ever wondered,
Where these paths would lead ?
Made by weary travellers,
Through the fluttering leaves.

Seeking absolution,
From reality,
Restless winds are here and now,
Playing in symphony.

Wretched Love (A poem)

Wretched love,
Emanating from the deepest pits of sorrow,
Showing light to forlorn souls,
A dire need for tomorrow.

Dark temptation,
Drawing one into the pool of desire,
A comfort to embrace,
Ignorance with all its grace.

Keeping us warm from icy winds,
Blizzards which threw us in unexplainable pain,
Residue of life's membrane,
Holding us from all that was insane.

Wretched love,
Rescue us, save us from this game,
Throw us back into the flame,
To be consumed..once again.

Winters Song (A poem)

Cool crispy air,
Blows icy winds across my eyes,
Dimming blue dome,
Throws shining lights all over the skies.

Is this natures way
Of showing how she breathes,
Or is it Winters Song,
Sounding her harmonies.

Mystic rhymes are dancing
Through my ears,
I hear notes of lyres
Pouring all inside.

Its been days since birds
Have flown away,
Find their heavens
Each and every day.

Fill this stillness,
Winters song please stay,
In this silence,
Winters song still play.

Crossroads (A poem)

Why did I take that blessed turn,
In trying to find salvation,
It now makes me burn.

These crossroads of life are so confusing,
You can't tell the difference between
What was forgotten and what was learnt.

The love that was driving
Turned fear into oblivion,
These crossroads keep
Returning in my life

To test my abilities,
To judge smudge and grudge
Against the uncertainties of life.

The last crossroad will determine,
Whether the turn would be
To heaven or the path would lead to hell

Before the final tolling bell.

A lifetime (A poem)

A lifetime of happiness,
A lifetime of pain,
A lifetime of love,
And time spent in vain.
A lifetime of trust,
Waiting to be found,
And then a few miracles,
Turning into dust.

A lifetime of innocence,
Taking all its toll,
With waves of good relevance,
Gravitating fall.

Will you stay with me now ?
Will you be my God ?
A lifetime is too much,
To spend in the docks.
My ship is a sailing,
As time just flies by,
A lifetime will pass
With the blink of an eye.

Crystal ball (A poem)

Crystal ball, crystal ball
What do you see ?
Can you show the future
Will you please tell me.
What lies there in store
I’m aching to know,
My feet keep moving on the floor
Need to just be sure.

Someone said it’s going fine,
Time is moving it is mine
No more rushing out of time
No more changing out of rhyme.

Crystal ball, crystal ball
Where will I go ?
Did you ever realize?
Here I would show ?
Take me to tomorrow now,
Just like yesterday,
Let me wake up once again
Where miracles are at play.

Mind walker (A poem)

It was just another day,
Caught up in the frey,
When a knock on the door,
Opened a path,
A whole new floor
Of possibilities,
I've been mind walking again.

Trying to find a way out of this play
Where my part seems predictable,
The characters are instructable,
Their movements can be analyzed,
This moment can be jeopardized,
By infamous moves..
There are other mind walkers in the room.

They've been leading in the game,
As heartbeats speak the same,
This is understandable, mind walker,
Redundant, abundant, constant to change,
Now's your time for revenge,
From the era of rage,
Out of destinies cage,

Open the knob,
And lead yourself to freedom.

Lotus Pond (A poem)

Brilliant full moon,
Shining with all its glory,
More than the twinkling stars,
And the inky dark blue sky.

Smiling Buddha, silent night,
Knowing everything, seeing light.
Lotus pond, white petals,
Spreading perfume,
Heaven is revisited,
Calm is all sight.

Once in a thousand years,
Lived all over again,
White lotus pond,
You are divine,
As ripples of good sound,
Save your image,
Before the slumbering dawn.

Child's Fairy Tale 2 (A poem)

The baby dragon tumbled
Out of the cave,
While his tired mother slept
After a days playing with the babe.

He giggled as he saw the sun,
In the sky and
Mistaking it for a fruit
Started feeling hungry.

An eagle stooped from a great height,
Picked up the baby and
Left it in her nest,
Where her children were staying.

They were hungry and
When she returned,
She saw them sharing food,
And playing.

She could not hold herself
And took the dragon back
To the cave, and left him,
In his mothers lap..

She was still sleeping.
Papa dragon returned
And they went out,
Spending the evening,

Laughing as the sun 

Bade farewell
And the starts came out 

To say good night.

Child's Fairy Tale 1 (A poem)

Once upon a time,
There was a little princess,
Living in a castle
On the clouds
Through which mountain peaks
Jutted, and happiness was all around.

One day a witch came to the cloud
Dressed as an old lady,
Seeking shelter from the world.
She got to see the castle
And cast a spell on the town folk
To take control for her
Evil ways to further spread
In the kingdom.

After a year a charming prince,
Lost his way while riding his horse,
And reached the castle.

He saw the princess and
They fell in love.
He chased the witch away
And rescued the townsfolk.

The prince and princess
Got married, and
They lived happily ever after.

The white horse (A poem)

Retiring for the day,
After turbulence in the sunshine,
Trying to make hay,

I fell asleep
On the shores of the ocean,
After a tiring swim,
Trying to find a way to survive,
Thanked God that I was alive.

When I opened my eyes,
Saw fields of swaying crop,
Across green valleys 

Where jungles stood atop,
A river, meandering through,
The sound of flutes and dancing people,
Filled the air, 

Such a beautiful sight was rare, 

Then I saw a white horse..

Majestic with its mane,
Bending with the windy rain,
That swept slowly
Across the lovely place,
The horse started to gallop
And went into a pace.
As I saw it flying with the droplets
Which cooled my face,

The white horse spread its wings
And started floating through the space.
My tiredness went away
As this creature showed its grace,
With thunder and lightning deafening,
The dark grey skies,
His white coat shone
Like an angel that replies,
To sunken souls.

A horn grew on his face,
It was a unicorn leaving its trace.
Flapping all around
As galloping horsemen
Moved on the ground.
Doing his dance, I watched,
Rapt there in awe,
Left in a trance.

I still think of that dream,
And every time I do,
My spirit soars,
Like the white horse rose.
Wild and free,
With no care for destiny,
Only with a calm repose,
Flying out of this world,
To meet the silvery moon
After the storm,
Settling for nothing less,
Than reaching for the eternal calm,
On that night when I fell asleep..

Am now truly feeling blessed.

The Afterlife (A Poem)
What a life it was
What a shame its gone
Those moments are all passe
That time can't be undone.

Years mocking in disdain
Walking in cradles of rain
Fanciful life, meaningless gain
The Afterlife eventually came.

Many people met out there
Spoke so much, words can dare
Pitiful sorrow, all's not fair
Learn't a lot, got some care.

Finding bearings little queer
All is lost am left to stare
Nobody's around no one no scare
The Afterlife is now, its here.

Have no reasons cannot share
No intentions left to wear
You may say that we were near
Maybe now, perhaps you hear.

Loving everything was fine
All was good, it fell in line
Can't complain something divine
Was always there, there was a sign.

The Afterlife has come now
Waiting eons reached somehow
Look for someone, you can see
Keep moving don't wait for me.

Maybe we will meet someday
Where or when, cannot say
We had known so much the way
Is gone, now all is done,

And

The Afterlife has begun..

Hypothetically Speaking (A poem)

If I were not in this place,
Trying to save so much grace,
Being lost all over the space,
Where would I be ?
Doing what, with whom,

Wondering whether
There was any trace,
Even of the little face
That saw everything,
A childhood well embraced.

Hypothetically speaking,
This life would not have existed,

If the path had been resisted,
With the moments that existed,
And the times all that persisted,

Where would I have been ?

If I had not been so confused,

And time was anything but abused,
Could all this have been then excused,
If things not wanted were refused ?

There would have been only
Happiness to tell,
With me out of this spell,
And this journey right through hell,
With the sounds of ringing bells,
Then all would have been so well,

Hypothetically speaking.

Child's Play (A poem)

Purple flowers flying in rainbow skies,
Birds swimming in the grass with fire flies,
Honest love filling in the air,
Laughing children, playing in the park 

And running all over the corridors and stairs.

Happiness is so nice,
Will you play with me ?
God has all the memories to feed our minds,
Have you be crying lately ?

Listen to the deer barking in the woods,
And the smoke will owing through the trees,
There's a lake with laughing swans
And smiling fish,
Heaven must surely be here,
With the moon and stars,
It must surely be this.

As these images fill in my mind,
Turning streams ending in the mountains
And birds, they're so kind,
These incoherent dreams like a child's play,
Paint a canvas colored all over,
Innocent yet full of life,
Like the possible future that waits,
Like a memory that had faded and disappeared,
And was forgotten,
And left somewhere far behind.

This child's play will help,
These moments to once again find,
The endless joy of a different kind,

This child's play will help,

Sanity in returning back to time.

Mermaid Tales (A poem)

Angel eyes looking through the storm,
Gusty winds breaking down the dawn,
Lonely ships crashing 'neath the stars,
Watery graves waiting to devour.

Angel eyes, watching through the seas,
Echoing ocean thunder to the ground,
Will I live and make it through the day,
Angel eyes tell me you will stay. 

Guarding us as you're there all around,
Mermaids swimming you can hear the sound,
Bring out beams of sunshine with your songs,
Angel eyes, save me one more time.

Take me to the safety of the shore
Let these moments come back never more,
Once the windy waters have your rhyme,
Long lost souls return to themselves find.

Video game warrior (A poem)

Ever since the trap
Opened its flap,
And this world
Showed its map,
I've been wandering all around,
Different levels of play,
Making it to the next,
Or breaking down
From my best.

This video game warrior
Is what I've become,
These moments are my test.
Fighting with the enemies,
With no time to rest.
Obstacles trying to block the paths,
Degrees of freedom on the shafts, 

Controlled by the omnipotent,
Playing his game.

I try finding my way,
Reach out for points that will pay,
Balancing the Karma of the day.

Will god stop playing
These video games with my life ?
Its been a while since I've felt fine,
Stuck in between,
The video game warrior
In this dream,
Prisoner of the fight,
Trying to get things right,

Video game warrior time to go,
Winning is not everything
Set me free from this game,
I'm tired of being in this frame,
Lead me out of this pain,
Let the game get over,
The batteries have drained,

Video game warrior,
Await another avatar,
It could be a better game,
In a different place and time,
When the next one is played.

Secret garden (A poem)

A secret garden,
On the isle of fantasy
In the forest of ecstasy,
With forbidden fruit.
Its so inviting,
A life so exciting,
With leaves all surrounding
Creatures beneath.

The forces of nature,
The poison of sin,
With life taking tentacles,
Likes touching the skin.
The powerful feeling,
So sensuous survives,
The secret garden
Makes life so rejoice.

For those far away
From its enchanting beats,
Finding oneself here's
The best retreat.
The time of those moments,
Grows with each heart beat,
The secret garden
Makes ones life complete.

Drown in its laughter,
Dream in its sleep,
Children of ages,
Were born at its feet.
Lives would get over
Yet life went on strong,
The Secret Garden,
Just played on its song.

Its fragrance is nothing
Experienced before,
Takes clouds in your memories,
Floating through the door.
Be happy to be there,
You can't be more sure,
You'll lose all your senses
And come back no more.

Moment of time (A poem)

This moment of time
Has happened before,
The people beside me
Have gone through these doors,
A feeling so strong
Surges right inside,
As if its all happening,
Again here once more.

Everything's familiar,
Just like yesterday,
Am I living moments,
Returning to play,
The stars have aligned
The same way again,
This moment of time,
Is now just the same.

Perhaps we are meeting
Because it was planned,
Our freedom is here now,
And this is our land,
As everything went on,
The pages they turned,
The books of our lives,
Repeat as they burn.

There may be no another
Such moment of time,
Who knows what will happen
If we lose our rhyme,
Wherever life takes us
Is all meant to be,
The moment of time
Will then set us free.

Silent noise (A poem)

Silent noise,
Penetrating though the dawn of the night, 

Making deaf ears hear,
And giving blind eyes sight.
Tearing through my heart,
Going to my soul,
Makes everything different,
Than what all was told.

Minds receiving signals,
Of a different kind,
As I hear the silent noise,
Just like pure white light.
Back to where it started,
Opening up inside,
There'll be time eternal now,
Only quiet bright.

Take me to the heavens,
Do not look behind,
Wings are flapping memories,
As turbulence subsides.
Sleeping, dreaming, mindless craving,
No more of it anymore,
Everything has turned to numb ,
Everything that was so dumb.

Nothing exists,
Nothing resists,
There is perfect harmony,
Beauty yet to be described,
Life has now arrived
As silent noise fills around,
With its perfect poise.

There's no day or night now,
Yesterday or tomorrow,
Goodbye sorrow, 

Hear the music play
Let the angels dance and
Take everything away.

God, Man and Religion (A Poem)

God made
Man

Man made
Religion.

Religion united
Man

Many religions divided
Mankind.

Religion was
Devised

Is pristine advanced
Robotics

Which made
Clones

Overtaking our
Minds.

What a
Brilliant

Software
Programme

Which got
Corrupted

Somewhere along the
Timeline.

God made
Man

Man made
Religion.

God still
Laughs

Man still
Cries.

Miracles (A poem)

The rising sun, floated slowly,
Through the sky and then
Disappeared under the earth.
The twinkling stars came out
Of nowhere and started speaking
With each other as crickets sang their songs.
These Miracles keep happening one by one,
Another one follows as soon as
the first is gone.
People keep coming and going out of sight,
Miracles make everything possible
And things just fall out right.
If we vanish from each others lives one day,
Let these miracles bring us together again,
Life is short, it may never be the same in any way,
Let these miracles keep going on
After summer, let there be rain,
Miracles like sparklers, are everywhere around,
In the skies, oceans and all over the ground.
Life is full of miracles
Waiting to be found
Flowing with all freedom
Listen to its sound.

A waste of time (A poem)

Has this life really been spent,
Doing things that were'nt meant,
Saying words that one forgets,
Being someone elses pet ?
Has it been a waste of time ?
Making money for the heck,
Waking up, feeling spent,
Making other peoples tents.

What if all of this were gone,
Could happiness, still be found,
Why do birds just leave the ground,
Flying seagulls make their sound,
Maybe it was meant to be,
Something different, for us to see,
One day everyone must die,
Why should we then live a lie.
Still this life must find its rhyme,
Then the wind will ring the chime.

Has it been a waste of time ?
Has it been a waste of time ?

Faces (A poem)

My mind has wandered somehow
In this place,
Maybe it was somewhere else,
Languishing in some other space.

As consciousness arises,
And I try to get my grip,
I find myself looking at yet another face
In this weary yet wonderous trip.

These faces keep coming and going
Out of my life,
Over years, centuries and races
From different tribes,
They look so familiar,
Some were perhaps soulmates,
Family, friends or foes
All these faces are people
Who were met here and now
Gone with yesterday, yet known.

They had special meaning then,
There's some relation with them somehow,
All these faces are more than just a memory,
Waking us from our slumbers
With their secret whispering sounds,
Forgotten traces from the past rewound.

They seem to be filling in this strange,
Mystical beat,
The picture now looks somewhat familiar,
Its pieces fitting..
Now the jigsaw puzzle 

Is complete.

Never knew (A poem)

Never knew that life
Would turn out to be like this, 

Moments flying past,
Some on the dot, some gone amiss, 

Happiness would flirt,
Flittering like a butterfly,
In gardens of bliss,
Never knew that life
Would turn out to be like this.
So many turns
Would numb my mind,
After showing movie after movie
That could be seen,
Even as one were blind,
Wrecking hurricanes, hurtling through,
Whirlwinds passing by,
People and things,
Love and all thats kind, 

Time offering everything,
Then leaving
With a last and final kiss, 

Saying goodbye.
Never knew that life
Would turn out to be like this.

I Remember (A poem)

I Remember,
Who I was in past lives,
In several times,
When everything was different,
Still people were the same.

There were different ages,
Many stages, several pages,
Written about.
The book of the past opens now,
Showing what has passed.

I Remember,
The warm summers and cozy winters,
There was much in that time,
Here and now is where I am today, 

I Remember everything somehow.

Maybe that dream has started,
Times have changed
Since we had parted, 

We are here once again.

The eternal space can see, 

I Remember now, this is how
It was all meant to be.

Once again, the moment's won,
And everything seems to be done,
Once again, we'll be together, forever,
I Remember now..
That time has finally come.

The Timekeeper (A poem)

The Timekeeper sat down with his clock, 

Running sand right through his stock,
The hour glass showed it fall,
The grains were lives of people all.
How time moves, he knew so well,
Who lives how long, he could tell,
Some leave early some leave late,
That is all what is called fate.
It is there for some to be,
Few of them can only see,
One day once the clock has stopped,
It is gone, all that was shopped.
He is looking all the while,
Making sure that some can smile,
What if all the sand is drained,
Turn it over, start again.

A long time (A poem)

It took a long time,
To understand why things happened in life,
Why paths crossed and destiny surprised,
How it felt to be without wings
And then be liberated like the phoenix
After dust and ashes of so many sins.

It took a long time,
To understand the insecurities
Of the human mind,
The fallacy of its palpating heart
And the pain of its regressed soul.

Finally all has come to an end
For a new journey to start. 
Still unknown
After all that was shown,
Through years of rumbling on my own.

It took a long time, 
To understand myself,
My needs and wants
And haunting memories.

And a long time,
To unravel the mystery of this tale,
Where the characters
Eventually dropped their veils.

But the winter has once again returned
To repeat its sacrosanct role
In natures beat.

The story is now replete,
The circle is now complete.

The picture (A poem)

The picture runs there in my mind,
With joys and sorrows of every kind,
Sometimes I'm part of it and then,
The others play their part so well.
The shades of light and sound appear,
To send a message loud and clear,
As moments pass the story vast,
Unfolds as one more canvas art.
Illusions playing one more game,
Are changing patterns in the frame,
The picture fades, as life unveils,
Drenching flowers in the rain.
It is the end, now time to go,
Till there is another show.

Feelings (A poem)

When the bell is ringing loud,
And waters gushing through the clouds,
Are holding on for way too long,
The thunder deep rolls in its sound,
The actual moment comes around,
And turns everything upside down,
As all emotions break hell loose,
And everything comes tumbling out.

Don't know what to do
With them,
These feelings, feelings,
Breaking all the walls of fear,
Their meanings, meanings,
Say nothing but tell what is dear,
In healing, healing, all that was
Held up in there
I'm breathing, breathing,
Life dissolving in the air.

When the dream is over and
The time is near to meet the ground,
These feelings, feelings,
Are all of all that's left of me.
When they are gone,
All will be done,
Perhaps then
I will rest in peace.

Dreamwalker (A poem)

Mountain after mountain,
Flying over rugged terrain,
Everything looks so lovely,
Such happiness is insane.
The picture shows my movements,
Slowly like a reel,
Moving in slow motion,
Showing scene by scene.
This looks like some reality,
Everythings so good,
Life is showing miracles,
None are understood.
Am I the dreamwalker
Living in the dream,
Or is the dream within me,
Woken by my sleep.
I used to be a human,
Once little a child,
Its all gone now
The time has changed,
Now I'm just a machine.

Liberate me (A poem)

Liberate me from the sins of a thousand lives,
The pain of so many agonising hives,
That that kept me for so long
In the dark,
With moments that dampened
The life changing inherent spark.

Liberate me to a higher plane of freedom,
Where breathing is easy without any reason,
To truth that lightens the soul,
And happiness elevating one
To the chosen goal.

Only then will life be complete,
With everything right to the beat,
And the rythm of dance will erase all sorrow,
Liberate me now,
Never to return from tomorrow.

Ghost stories (A poem)

The tinkling of the bell,
Sounded in the hallway.
It was time to come out of the closet.
The evening had arrived
And candle wax started dripping
On the mahogany floor
As the gush of wind
Rushed through the creaky door.
Spirits started slipping into the
Dining area exchanging pleasantries,
Remembering their past in flesh and blood.
The old house resounded with
Sounds of their laughter,
As their ghost stories filled the air,
With lots of memories to share.
They had the time of their lives once again,
This time without a care.
The blizzard outside snowed
White ecstasy on the trees and grass,
As ghost stories kept the house
Warm with their irreversible past
As the firewood crackled
With its mysterious embers
Vanishing in the dark.
The place was forgotten
And long lost,
Till the sunbeams entered
The window panes once again.
A reminder of the new day,
The next chapter of the ongoing play.

Kaleidoscope (A poem)

Are these the colors
Of my dreams
Or are they patterns
Falling out of the seams.
This ever changing sight
Brings new insight
In the way life is unfolding,
Much to ones be holding,
The kaleidoscope shows visions
Through the tunnel of hope.
Am seeing life
Through this telescope,
Another shape every moment,
The future of reality
Revealing new discoveries,
In a strange way
Reflecting mirrors of light,
Showing the dance of time
With its maddening rhyme.
And shattered glass beautiful
In an artform of its kind,
The kaleidoscope allows
One more chance
To arrange the pieces of my heart
And mind..

Cryptic signs (A poem)

Another day, another life,
Another step in the cryptic signs
Drawn on the roads ahead.
Another turn, another crossing,
What will happen now,
Is anyone's guessing.

The faithful shall remain,
And the rest will leave the chain,
Such is the design,
Of these criss crossing lines,
Which join the dots of our destiny.

If anyone can read these cryptic signs,
Can call in person, another reason,
To understand the connection of our times.
Perhaps then, we can comprehend
This dimension where we stand,
Why these games are being played,
And know of this space
Where our lives have entwined.

Reboot (A poem)

Clean my heart,
Clean my soul,
Clean my thoughts,
On the roll,
Clean the shadows of my past
And the lingerings wandering vast.
Let there be a brand new start,
Like the painters canvas cast,
Let my life reboot again,
Leaving all the hurt and pain.
There's a ready life waiting,
To get so much there's to gain,
Days ahead are all's that's left,
What has gone, need not bereft,
Glorious sunshine, lovely rain,
There's a future its the loot
Make me wake and play the game
Its high time now to reboot.
Crash, boom, bang,
Breathe into life
Into a new frame.

Destinies fool (A poem)

After the last sunset,
Came the dawn,
With clouds kissing the skies,
And stars hidden behind the moon,
The love of life overtook the
Years of waters gushing river beds,
As destinies fool looked on..

Every day brought promises,
Happiness flittering like a butterfly,
From flower to flower,
Bumble bees in natures way,
Spreading the nectar of life.

The gates opened one last time
And fields of joy on the other side,
Swayed in delight as happy souls
Played in the daylight.

Time had re organised and
All was well again as
Destinies fool smiled,
Finally the wait had ended.
After the last sunset,
Came the dawn.. 

Retribution (A poem)

A seemingly unending line,
With folded hands raised in prayer,
Before the almighty.
Seeking answers to many questions,
In the journey of topsy turvey,
Roller coaster rides,

Its time for retribution.
The end of this game,
Of happiness and pain,
The love of ecstasy and the
And the fundamental theory of gain.

Where is god now, 

Perhaps 

He was never part of this refrain,
From goodness.

The love song will begin,
Once he appears and
Divine retribution relieves us,
The miracle cure,
Flooding everywhere,
With showers filling the air..

The silent forest (A poem)

The silent forest resounded
With the flutter of birds.

With squirrels running over
The ancient tree barks
As fresh leaves dripped
By sudden showers
In the evening, shades of sunset
Were cast.

Sweet smelling earth
Cascaded its fragrance
Through the thick foliage,
Engulfing all with its blissful peace.

The silent forest became alive
With rustling sounds
Of creatures finding their space
In natures lap,

Another day passed
Into the slumber of the deepest night.

The silent forest opened its gates
To the silvery light,
As rythmic beats started playing
From a distant retreat.

The gods and goddesses
Descended in all their glorious forms,

And danced to love and freedom
In their all manifesting state.

Changing seasons (A poem)

Crossing yet another bridge,
Standing next to the pond,
With leaves falling next to footsteps
Printed on the soggy land,

The changing seasons bring a new day.
Life moves on, in another way.

Nothing stopped..
Except for thoughts stuck on bated breath,
Life just went on,
With every beat of the heart.

Has time been my best friend ?
My shadow explains
As the sunset moves the golden orb again.

Its reflection blooms fully in the sky
As changing seasons leave time
And space paints itself in the rain.

People, places and relationships change
With the changing seasons.

The moments gone are not mine
Any longer,

They never were.

Broken signs (A poem)

Is this the way to the future,
Or has imagination entered my dreams.

The slightest intervention by god is desired,
On this road of life acquired.
This seems to be the way out,
The direction which was taken.

The haze clears in my mind and
These broken signs reappear at every crossing.
The pictures show the paths travelled
In a possible past, forwarded, rewinded
And paused for memory lost.

These broken signs are
From centuries of gusts,
Weathered by the rain and storms.
It was a time when life existed,

Now only my spirit wanders
In infinite space.

If wishes were horses (A poem)

If wishes were horses,
Then magical carpets would fly.

Castles in the air
Would become the favorite
Play ground for pixies and elves
Amidst shooting stars
With moonlit rides
On broomsticks across
Candyfloss skies
And fairies singing on twinkling butterflies.

There would be joy
And laughter all around
With only wonder for everyone
With happy faces
To keep our souls alive.

If only..

Wishes were horses..

Complicated soul (A poem)

Where should I go now,
What could I do then,
How can would I know,
What made things happen.

What will I say when,
Growing senses then,
Am I just delirious,
Is life wonderful.

Who is to be trusted,
When will this time turn,
Much needs to be answered,
To a complicated soul.

Need some understanding,
Of this momentum,
Movement is confusing,
Changing things unlearn.

Will you ever see my sight,
Hear my churning thoughts,
Feelings multiplying,
When stillness meets the earth.

There are many in this life,
Frozen deep inside,
Whose movements don't symmetrisize,
With feelings as a whole.

Bit by bit emotions,
Try to reconcile,
Peace waiting surrender,
With a complicated soul.

Puppets monologue (A poem)

Master, oh my master,
Where have you been,
My life's so insignificant,
When you are not seen.

These people all around are used
To seeing me perform,
I am at your beck and call
From night time till the dawn.

You can make me dance and do
As you always please,
Every move made by your hands
Can be shown with ease.

Frightened by this world there's little
That puppets could do,
But to be a part of what their master
Wishes too.

Master, oh my master,
Will do as you've planned,
There's nothing else left to do
But wait for your command.

Dream of the monkeys (A poem)

It was around 7000 B.C.,
In a forest around the
Tropic of cancer, where
Civilization was yet to see dawn,

There lived some monkeys
With collective minds.

They had a series of dreams
And saw strange visions
Of the future where they had
Evolved.

They were dressed in similar looking clothes,
Carrying similar looking gadgets,
Flying on the ground and in the sky
In machines,
And were without tails.

The dream of the monkeys,
Showed jungles being cut
And their forefathers occupying their space,
In modern cages of wisdom.

There would be lesser monkeys around
As most had perished or forced
To change their ways
In the art for survival.

The monkeys woke up
As they have fallen asleep after a late playful night.

They picked up some bananas
It was lunchtime.

Centuries later,
The dream became true..

Mixed emotions (A poem)

This feeling of being out of control
With mixed emotions,
Wrecks and creates havoc
In yet another day of placidity.

Everything seems the same,
Yes and no,
Good and bad.

Even love and discordancy
Peak their levels,
Raising only strong waves
Engulfing the heart and mind.

These mixed emotions
Capture the soul and
Render their art
With extreme profundity,
Leaving no hope or scope
For actions or logic
To defy their gravity.

What a fine thing this life has become.
The storm passes, but
The song of the seagull still goes on.

Bedtime stories (A poem)

Bottomless heart pouring rain,
Flowing like peace,
From the lotus hands
Of the Buddha.

Can I fall asleep
And dream again.

I need your bedtime stories,
Mother it's been years
Since I heard them.

Child without love,
Mind without rest,
Gentle care,
A lullaby to share.

Plasticity blooming flowers,
Have had enough.
Bedtime stories, calling slumber deep,
Invites.

Time to go into the coral reef.
Goodbye life, welcome
Blissful pool of joy.

With ripples, in the silky night,
Angels flying, magic moon,
Twinkling stars and snowflakes.

Bedtime stories,
Release me now.

Whirlpool (A poem)

The great sorrow arose
From the infinite depths
Of the whirlpool.

There were episodes of life
That poured out,
Bit by bit.

From the hollows of dark matter,
Churning a million wishes,
Crushed by the force of nature.

None could escape this manifestation.

It was everpresent,
Omnipotent
And effervescent.

One day the power of the unknown
Released white doves of peace
From the whirlpool,

Sending vanquished souls
To their final destination.
In their desire, more passed the way,

There was no escape
From the inescapable,
The irreversable.

It was the inevitable route
To the cobbled path
In the winding road

To heaven.
Come home (A poem)

Flying bird, touching skies,
Chasing rainbows, going high,
Taking turns, running sound,
Windy clouds, floating ground.

Flying bird, loving stars,
Healing quiet, all around,
Setting sun, time to sleep,
Day is gone, come home.

Come home, flying bird,
Had your fun, time is done,
Hear your mama, she is calling, 
No more waiting, come home.

Lines of fate (A poem)

Lines of fate
Running helter skelter
All over my hand.
They say its the journey
Of the wandering soul,
All over the land.

What is there,
Is how its supposed to be,
What you thought of,
Perhaps you may see.

Lines of fate,
Destinies choice,
Leaving us thinking,
If all went as planned.

Ticking clock,
Running sand,
The lines of fate
Are mysterious companions,

Annotations,

Changing by the years,
As the fanciful wishes,
Of some invisible magical wand.

Lines of fate,
A mirror of this life,
Drop by drop till it goes
In the ripples of its final reprise.

Déjà vu (A poem)

Waves crashing on the old rock,
At the end of the forest,
Next to the hill..all is still.

The breeze lifts my worn spirit,
Out of its dim witted closet,
Locked inside the pockets
Of darkness, from a fate of several cycles,

Of life and death.

There's something about this place,
Which seems familiar,
A sense of calm, I've been here before,
Perhaps in a different form.

This Déjà vu is so strong,
From the path that's been so long,
That it tells me who I was..
Maybe that's why I'm here.

Time again has been crossed.

This Déjà vu strikes my heart,
And wakes it with a start,
As if its telling me something,
Something that I know.

I've been here before,

The Déjà vu tells me so.
This space and time have been visited..
And haunts me now
As the sunset begins to glow.

I wish I were a tortoise (A poem)

I wish I were a tortoise,
Going very slow,
I'd live more than 200 years,
And no one else would know.

There'd be no rush
To make it first,
With time all by my side,
As everyone just wants to run,
And reach the finish line.

I'd be happy to be myself,
And live a grand old life,
Seeing every part of it,
To make me wise and kind.

I wish I were a tortoise,
Cozy there in my shell
One of a kind of luxury
A life to live so well.

Things all around they keep changing,
Its nothing bothersome ,
I'd pull inside and go to sleep,
And be in peace at home.  

Two worlds (A poem)

Two worlds, two lives,
Two destinies, both may survive.
Living for thrills, living with hope,
Two worlds are thriving,
Both at a price.

Visions of the future
Reliving the past,
Creatures of nature,
Creating the art.

Wishful at best,
Friendships that last,
Two worlds are meeting
Tugging their carts.

Moments are ticking,
Waiting has paid,
Two worlds are made up now
Spaces are cast.

Scripting their moments,
Playing their parts,
Two worlds are breathing
With beating hearts.

One may go off but
The next will go on
Life will leave us when
Its time is forgone. 

Two worlds,
Here, now and then,
Woken tomorrows
Forgotten yesterdays.

The blink of an eye (A poem)

Much can happen
In the blink of an eye.

People change, situations change,
Life can turn around,
Feet can be swept off the ground.
A majestic flight can come
Tumbling down.

Love can be lost
And out of nowhere
Can come a bonding and infinite tie of two unknown souls.

Much can happen
In the blink of an eye.

The winds can change their directions,
Time can show the power of its transformation,
Flowers can bloom in the harshest of conditions
And butterflies can flitter with free abandon after every Winter's abdication,
Overnight.

Pride can come crumbling down,
A king can become a pauper
Or a clown,
Wealth can simply vanish into thin air,
And hope can turn into despair.

Then a miracle cure can change the face
Of one’s fate from its ludicrous annotations
And bring around the game for the player,
With just a magical ace.

The devil can turn into an angel,
The truth can be saved by a lie,
Destiny can make human calculations fly,
And then love can appear, and help one 
Get through life before it passes by.

Much can happen
In the blink of an eye.

The last wish (A poem)

If wishes could come true,

Then there is something

That I would do,

Without wasting a moment

Of precious time here unto.

I’d pick up my pieces,

And brush my coat,

Shine my shoes,

And take one more dig

At the chance unworthy to lose.

The last wish is to resurrect

The lost parts for my emancipation,

Torn into so many fragments

That finding them has become,

The most insane act of investigation.

Then only will there be God,

Faith

And Religion too.

The last wish is all that life’s

Left of too.

In its path strewn with many a dream,

Of vanquished souls, wandering in the hope,

Of  fulfilling their last wish too.

If only the last wish,

Would come true..

The dark room (A poem)

                                                                      

I've recently been in the dark room again,

Trying to make sense of direction so untamed

The walls, roof and ground are not visible,

Left alone the light switch which is hidden from its logical position,



I've recently been in the dark room again.



It helps in finding reason, in the obscurity of life,

Where everything in a tizzy,

Leaves one blinded and often out of sight,

Groping for the senses to find One's bearings right,



I've recently been in the dark room again.



Writing these lines on my phone,

Hoping to turn some stones,

For nothing else but the gain less game,

Of  fortune and fame.



How nice it would be, to live in night and day,

With the sun, stars and moon as our favorite play,

Perhaps then we would learn,

And happiness would return, with only love left to warm.  



I've recently been in the dark room again.



To see what is right and what is wrong,

To dream of fairies, poems and songs,

Waiting for the perfect picture to name,

Moments lost, yet captured in the frame.


Hidden (A poem)

Hidden
Motives, passions, thoughts, deeds,
Desires, freedom, concern, needs.

Hidden
Past, future, situations,
Deception, lies, karma's retribution.

Hidden
Addiction, love, extreme emotions,
Hunger, hope, desperation.

Hidden
Scented flowers, secret texts, dark horses,
White knights and guardian angels with all their forces.

Let them be,
Let them remain hidden.

Till the need arises
At the ripe moment of time.
To steer our lives and bring surprises

When we need them most
Out of turbulent storms, as a matter of fact
To make us think and act.

Pushing instincts to their ultimate test
They'll come out in their best hues
For its survival of the fittest.
.
.
Strange but true.

The river of time (A poem)

The river of time is                                
Flowing, flowing, flowing,                    
Like the grains of sand                         
In our hands are                                    

Slipping, slipping, slipping.                  
Meandering, making its channels     
In the annals of our existence, 
Taking many with the force of its flow.                                                      
It tumbles, it roars, its waves               
Can make many a ferry bend          
Its course,                                             
Till the river of time joins the ocean. 

Wild and deep where eternal sleep  
Greets all with open arms.                     
To swim once again in its pristine waters 
Forever with liberated souls.

Blissfully floating in shoals
That have been through
The river of time, that's left behind.
Now no more expectations, 

No reasons to pretend
Happiness, no sorrows, only grace,
Limitless boundaries of space,
With no beginning or no end.

Nirvana (A poem)

Let me go to the spaces,

Between the spaces,

Where no thoughts resist,

Or emotions exist.

The clutter of life,

Can take the charm

And leave one exhausted

In its unexplainable parables.

Trudging on the path of life,

Am left with only one choice,

Being the sole character of my

Own fable.

To find Nirvana,

Release from this avatar,

That changes its form

In this great karmic show.

Leaving one numb in all its dramatic glow.

Let Nirvana be the answer

The solution from it all

For this wandering soul,

To get freedom from these twists and turns

Forever, never to return.

Moonlit night (A poem)

Moonlit night, moonlit night,
What are you telling tonight,
Are you shining to give sight,
Or revealing my dark side ?

Passions running deep inside,
So complex, so hard to hide,
Moonlit night, moonlit night,
Come and show me what is right.

Several passages in the dark,
Are playing music of the larks,
Let your mystic silky light
Bloom the lilies in the park.

Moonlit night, moonlit night,
Fragrance lovely brings the spark,
Be with me for some more time,
As angels play on with their harps.

Resonating sounds of love,
To free our souls like flying doves.
Make me hear my inner sound,
Like raindrops falling in the pond.

Please release me from this plight,
As the blackness turns to white.
Moonlit night, moonlight flight,
Help me transcendent, then alight.

Sacred fires of hell (A song)

I was all alone
Left there for the fight,
Stoned by situations
Prisoner from the flight.

Didn't know what to do,
Was left without a clue,
Closed imagination
Locked up out of sight

Then there was no choice,
But to make a pact with fate,
Deep inside a voice,
Came crashing to the gate.

Ooh
Sacred fires of  hell,
Shook my whole existence 
Took my soul as well

Ooh
Sacred fires of  hell,
Woke me from the slumber,
And made me hear the bell.

Risen (Prayer for the dead)

I have risen,
Risen from my thoughts, beliefs and faiths,
From the knowledge of centuries that
catapulted my path through several gates.

I have risen from the falls
That made me see the truth
Of freedom from the reckless walls
Created by my own selfish baits.

I have risen,
Risen from the hunger pangs of emotions
That clouded my judgements
And made a mockery of reason
In my own search for fulfillment.

I have risen,
Risen from the dead,
Not to have weary bones again,
But to fly away instead.

Time traveler (A poem)

Here today, 

There tomorrow,

Searching for a life,

Running away from sorrow,

How nice would it be,

To reach a life stellar,

Moments of sheer brilliance,

To be a time traveler.

No more being patient,

No more waiting in line,

Just press the right button,

And  all will be fine.

Reaching the conclusion,

That was once confined,

Being a time traveler,

Can get what you find.

No questions or answers

No reasons to bind,

Being a time traveler,

Can bring peace of mind.

Its ok (A poem)

Its ok if you're not in sync,
With time.
Its ok as you've seen it all,
You've lived your prime.

Its ok if the youngsters don't
Connect with you,
They will one day grow old,
They're very much in the line.

Its ok if you don't understand
What's going on,
Don't sweat it too much,
It won't go on for long.

Its ok if no one loves you,
You have yourself,
Its all that god wants too.

Its ok if today's still there,
Life will go on, there's a lot to share.
Even if there's much left to chance,
Its ok to join in, and be part of the dance.

Whatever happens now,
Its part of the show,
Its another page in the script of life,
Its the way, its ok.

Its ok if time is not by you're side,
It can't keep fooling you for long,

Its ok.

I was wrong (A poem)

I've been living my life,
Telling a lie,
Wanting so much,
Perhaps I was shy.

The miracles of nature,
Have kept me alive,
The flowers of happiness,
Did not let me die.

There's something inside me,
Thats longing to cry,
That I was wrong all this time,
With all thats gone by.

I was wrong in my thoughts, hopes 
And desires,
Pushing my life,
In the path of fires.

I was wrong, now I know,
Thats why I still long,
Don't know if I'm stronger,
But I loved the song.

I was wrong, now I've grown,
And want everything right,
I was wrong that is why
I'm left in darkness,
.
.
And now see the light.

Tunnel of eternity (A poem)

It was very late after the grind,
Was sleeping in delirium to unwind,
When there was a bright colorful light,
Flashing in places in parts of my mind.

Saw a circular motion,
In the line of sight,
Connecting to another place,
Centuries ago, to another life,

That was lived so.

The tunnel of eternity had
A strange magnetic pull,
Drawing me into its seemingly 
Endless hull.

Showing what had once happened
In the facades of this journey,
Making things so clearer,
So simple and yet so holy. .

I stayed asleep for it so wondrously appealed,
The tunnel of eternity was infinitely
Connected to where I had now entwined,
And then it showed another path,

Like the lines on a hand
To where new time had planned.
The tunnel of eternity
Was the moment of truth,

And freedom from the damned..

So what (A poem)

So what if there is madness
Languishing in my backyard
Waiting to jump into my life,
So what.

So what if I'm still chasing rainbows again
Trying to find its end with the pot
That everyone's hunting in vain,
So what.

So what if fate is playing games,
Hide and seek, testing my patience,
Time winning races in unexpected spaces,
So what.

So what if happiness teases me,
With all its shades and phrases,
Kindling my spirit with its puzzles and mazes,
So what.

Life will keep going on, I may not,

So what.

Overdose (A poem)

I think I've had too much of it,
The things that are all around,
An overdose of everything,
Feel dizzy on the ground.

An overdose of senses,
Filled up to the brim
It sometimes makes me wonder,
As lips reach to the rim.

An overdose of living life
Packed up there in the chest,
The antidote to all this test
Is left to be possessed.

An overdose of happiness,
Silence and then sadness
Gets the ghost into me then
Leaves without a trace.

Till the day its over then 
The overdose can rest
And leave me happy and content
Will truly then feel blessed.

Game of chance (A poem)

The wheel is turning,
The dice is rolling,
Everyone is watching,
With hearts in a prance.

The breaths are stopping,
The hands are clinging,
The veins are pumping
To the game of chance.

What will happen ?
Who will win,
The players have betted,
Their lives on a pin.

The game of chance
Is all thats left now,
The stakes are high.

Its better to get everything
Than to just watch and die.

Compass of destiny (A poem)

So here I am again,
Caught between the future, past 
And the present domain.

Time a companion at every moment,
Ready to leave me behind
At the drop of a hat,

Its vital component.

Put my fingers in my pocket,
And take out 
The compass of destiny.

Its needle is swinging
In wild ecstasy,
Directions are a joke

As the compass is still
Trying to find reason
In its search of temporary sanity.

The wind is blowing,
Directionless at every moment,
As the compass of destiny

Reconciles its triumph
In the complacency 
Of the devils advocacy.

After a while,
The needle becomes still
Like a hermit on a hill.

The compass of destiny
Is all that's left
In the turbulence of life's storm.

Blowing freely at its will.

Worlds apart (A poem)

I guess we're worlds apart,
Physically and metaphysically speaking.
Nothing seems to connect,
After all that's happening to the effect.

Things were not meant to work out,
Because we're words apart,
Life was just to go on,
Even if we tried to make a start.

Its ok as we find our precious spaces,
Happiness and peace of mind,
To save our own graces.

Love is one more mystical syndrome,
Mummified embryo fighting alone.
Waiting for a chance to see its bloom,
Rosebuds lying somewhere in the room.

I guess we're worlds apart,
In everything that we do.
Let it be that ways, 
For life to show its plumes,

Till death unto, we'll pull our own carts,
Then perhaps we'll meet in ethereal space,
There somewhere

...to reconstruct the art.

The Spin Doctors (A poem)

The Spin Doctors wore their white coats 
And got ready for another day at work.

Which DNA to extract,
Which species to clone,
Which country to bomb,                                         
Which currency to roll.

They were getting some sadistic pleasure 
From being in control.

They had cracked many a code,
In trying to find the answer to life,
Arts of survival,
For living at the end of the road.

Humans were no longer important,
Only those who fueled the chase.

The Spin Doctors believed that they had the answer 
To all the problems,
Created by themselves and those from their kin.

Over the years they forgot their sins,
Their activities gathered pace,
And they were prepared
To create a new world order..
A new race.

One day a gale came,
An instrument of nature,
One of the windows of their secret laboratory, 
Was left open, it was not part of the game.

Everything changed, 
A new sun arose outside the shattered,
Window panes.

The Spin doctors' time was over
Their subjects of experimentation,
Broke free,
Sanity stepped out in glee.

Everyone had had enough,
Of mostly tears and pain,
The birds started singing,
And the sea of humanity 

Rose again.

Twisted path of fate (A poem)

Who said it was straight,                     
Makes one contemplate,                            
Leading one to certainty,                       
Golden spoon and plate

The eye of the monster,                            
The tail of the prey,                          
A story first rate,                                   
Twisted path of fate.   

The angels in heaven,
The corridors to hell,
The graveyard inscription,
Is all left to tell.

The future of happiness,
Freedom from the past,
Life’s one only mate,
Twisted path of fate.

Reasons all declined,
Emotions confined,
Erupting volcanoes,
Defining their time,

Oceans of serenity,
Vacation sublime,
And then finally,
A breathtaking light.

With pipers playing sweet music
Waiting at the gates,
A welcome to eternity,
Not early or late.

After all the heart burns,
Perhaps, theres more wait,
Another one of those wretched turns,
Of the twisted path of fate.

It happened again (A poem)

It happened again,
My mind went for a toss.

Friends known over the years,
Were caught in their own battles

And couldn't be found,
They got lost.

The trees went in their autumn,
No leaves were left to cross,

The windy evenings cold and clear
Were nature in its gloss.

It happened again,
The seasons changed,

Another day had passed.

The hours were left with emptiness,
With tales of  life embossed.

Life seemed to just go on,
Today is all thats there,

It happened again,
Nothing was planned,

Still hope will lead to care.

Whatever be the call to say,
This moment will go on,

Even if theres  a holocaust
Nothing will stop the dawn.

It happened again,
Unexpected

Theres little one can do,

But to arrange to heaven fly,
Break out of this Voodoo.


It happened again,
.
.
All this is so insane..

Brain storm (A poem)

There's been a whirlwind of thoughts,
Coupled with emotions overflowing
The cup of life, forcing actions
In the direction of destinies choice.

What is luck, where is happiness,
Does it lead one then to loneliness ?
What to do, where to go ?
So much turbulence running through.

Brain storm, brain storm,
Windy cyclone, epitome
Of sturdy disillusionment,
Trapped in forces so unknown.

Brain storm, brain storm,
So much is out of control,
Should I move or should I stay?
What about companions..

It will settle down at last,
When the Brain storm once has passed,
Then one can evaluate,
What is won and what is lost.

Let me go (A poem)

Let me go,
Set me free
Time to move now,
Thought you'd know.

Skies are waiting
Deep and blue
Oceans waving
Earth below.

Let me go,
Set me free,
Winds are calling,
Time to glow.

Happiness is everything,
Don't you see
Let me go now,
Set me free.

Lunar Fantasy (A poem)

The sun shone its rays                         

Into the eyes of its children.              

Breathing life on the other side                                       

As they saw the world around.             

Heaven and earth                               

Disappeared,                                         

And all became one                              

Between the sky, water and ground.                                                

All could be seen through                 

Opaque walls of human ingenuity,    

The nothingness around was all        

Because of the lunar fantasy.              

Everything became part of the flow,                                              

Feelings became the answer to            

The show.
As the moonlight began to grow.                                            

No reasons, no questions to the effect,                                                  

The cause itself became                   

The motion for one to know.                

There is hardly anything that               

Cannot be explained,                           

All makes sense as                           

The Lunar fantasy removes                   

The pretense,
Sowing seeds as the consequence.                                         

All is one, one is all.
Something now begins to call.
As the light now shows the way,
Still far from the call of day.
                            

Illusions large or small,
Will  follow the shadows all
Let the Lunar fantasy shine                              

As it lights up the hall.  

I often wonder (A poem)

I often wonder
If all this is worth it,
If the light at the end
Of the tunnel

Is the source of joy,
Or is it the end ?

Days spent in solitude,
In finding meaning to life,
Treading paths seeking answers
Seeming nothing before others.

I often wonder
If the gates will ever open
Like welcoming arms
Waiting to embrace

This wandering soul.

Then the flowers would bloom
In the garden of my dreams,
With butterflies flittering
All around.

Only then life would be
Complete.

I often wonder.

Karmic Connection (A poem)

It was a meeting
Sometime ago,
We met at an instance,
Meant to come and go.

We went our own ways,
Was destinies choice
And all was forgotten
Until on this day.

There was a strange feeling
That can't be explained
The moment of truth
Was meant to be regained.

A karmic connection
Making people meet,
It was something magical,
Something unexplained.

No distance of any kind
Can keep us apart,
The Karmic connection
Will show us the art.

Return to sanity (A poem)

Twisted beyond imagination,

Tumbling in the storm

Tired with so many questions

Turning all around,

How did all this happen

Where will it all go ?

Can there be an answer

As this madness grows.

When had all this started ?

How did the wind blow

Where has God departed

Cannot tell, don’t know.

Help me find a reason

Life needs to align

And return to sanity

Just for this one time.

Help me break this treason

This prison has confined

To return to sanity

Is the only line.

Save me from this fallacy

Crime of another kind

To return to sanity

Break the thoughts that blind.

Reflections in the pond (A poem)

There was no reason,

Why everything happened.

Perhaps it all was destined

As its supposed to be.

Sitting alone, contemplative,

With the moon that shone,

There were reflections in the pond,

While thoughts cleansed the soul.

Seeing them ripple,

Looking down shimmering bright,

A new sight arose.

Waves of a messenger came close.

Reflections in the pond,

Gave a different prose,

Untouched by thoughts,

Another meaning to life.

Opening the heart,

Deep down and dark,

To visions of another kind

An unknown  spark.

Then it started to rain,

Along with the disappearing  pain.

A shadow  came out of the pond

In the pit a patter sounds on the cobbled lanes.

Floating over the stones,

As rumbling skies gave a drone

The shadow  from reflections in the pond

Saw the dripping leaves, seeking shelter  

Finally went back home.

Haunted Memories (A Poem)

They keep returning to my mind,
In this journey of space and time,
Elements of imagination once,
Crystallizing as reality in this climb.

People met and places once been to,
Spoken words and sights seen until hereto,
Haunted memories appear as misty winter shrines 
Weaving patterns as life's ceremony rewinds.

Emotions crossing paths then unknown,
Feelings tossing everything left untold,
Heartbeat stopping, hearing again those chimes,
Haunted memories return to those they've lost to find.

Seeking shelter friendship left to blind,
Knowing nothing reaching out like tides,
Wishing all that happened, was hidden still inside
Haunted memories keep living still alive.  

The Nth Dimension (A poem)

How would you explain

This place and domain

Why then and here,

The clothes that we wear,

The things that we feel

And the life that we lead,

These all new conceptions,

The Nth dimension.

The force of gravity

Is shifting its flow

The Nth dimension

Begins now to grow.

One moment is now

That is gone again.

The Nth dimension

Perhaps is not sane.

So do what you can

And know what you know

The Nth dimension

Has started to glow.

Once upon a time (A poem)

Once upon a time,

The smell of rain,

And the sound of rustling trees

In the wind

Mesmerized my mind.

There were moolit rides,

In the fantasy of an unparalleled kind.

Once upon a time,

There was everything,

That is treasured by a juvenile,

In the youth of happiness,

From the clutches of the world quarantined.

Once upon a time,

There was life running through

My veins, breath flowing through

My eyes,

Now only my soul survives.

Seeking salvation amidst

Silent cries that secretly drown,

The goodness and sounds,

That once shone, through our lives.

Once upon a time.

Survivors of the lost world (A Poem)

The storm had taken many

Flung miles away

In the history of myth

Towed by memories left to stray.

With decades of separation,

Survivors of the lost world

Crawled out of their burrows

Wanting to share their joys and sorrows.

Wayward souls with untold stories

Forgotten childhood with many queries,

Survivors of the lost world,

Reunited once again.

Dreams were about to unfold..

The Last Chance (A poem)

Trying to do much,

In this maze of time and space,

Winter coming near,

Footsteps measured pace.

Thoughts expanding,

While logic dissolves

In invisible walls,

Built by some sub terrestrial race.

It’s the last chance

To break through

And win in

This impending chase.

It’s the last chance

To all adversities face

And to live this life

With grace.

It’s the last chance..

Probably the best one,

To do the final dance before

Getting out of this place.

The Fallen Angel (A poem)

Programmed by fate and destiny,

Living with the hope of choice

For continuity,

The fallen angel,

Goes into oblivion,

With no directions, no sensations.

Love is a probability,

Living in some anomaly

Created by distorted equations

In the symphony of life.

The fallen angel rises,

From its ashes of past existence

With nowhere to go,

Except for thoughts,

Flying in search of happiness,

But somewhere it does know,

This coincidence of errors,

Is yet another chance it seems.

The fallen angel moves on,

Resurrecting itself from the clutches

Of  incoherent dreams.

To embrace freedom

Of  the infinite realm. 

Deep dark secrets (A poem)

Deep dark secrets

Languishing in private domain,

Somewhere in a closet,

In the corner of my brain.

Or is it a place hidden, some hole

At the bottom of my heart ?

Surely they can be nowhere,

If nothing else, wandering in my soul,

For a start.

They seem to say something,

Of which I not know,

The deep dark secrets,

Are wanting to grow.

They will live as long,

As my days are here,

These deep dark secrets

One day,

Will be lost on the way

Up the stairs.

The Old Rock (A Poem)

The old rock                                         

Stood on the sea shore,                       

Weathered by many a storm,                 

Over years of seasons galore.                

It often wondered all by itself,                                             

"What am I doing here ?                        

What is the purpose of my life.       

Till when will I be there ?".                          

One day there was a high tide,          

With water and its sound,                          

A little fish came swimming,               

And lay down by its side.                          

The full moon rose up in the skies,     

And cast its nightly shadows,            

The old rock stood out shining             

With a halo and stars around.                      

"Thank you dear friend you saved me,                                                

From being washed on sand,

Because of you I'm back to sea,      

You stopped me from the land".                                   

Thus spoke the fish and swam away,                                                   

The rock had saved its life,                 

It heaved a deep sigh of relief            

As sunshine brought the day.

I am a rat (A Poem)

I am a rat
Nibbling on the cheese of a trap
Layed down to catch me
By some rediculous chap.

My nose sniffs around
As I hear the sound
Of stealthy steps
Tip toeing on the ground.

I am a rat
Chased by your lovely cat
She does'nt look too fat
Drat drat drat !!!

I am a rat
Scurrying across the mat,
Petrified by feet
Walking across the pavement
And the street.

And I'm the pest
So you act to eliminate
My little life, I'm not your guest
Such is the fact.

I am a rat
Searching for many a hole
All to save my soul
From humans,

To keep me intact.

You may say what you can
You're the best to live
Yet
I'm not your fan.

I am a rat,
Tell you what
Lousy man,
Catch me if you can..

Peace (A poem)

Peaceful thoughts
In the midst of the storm,
Its the only godliness
That can keep one warm.

Peace from ones miseries,
Knocks on the door,
Peace is divinity,
Peace is the cure.

Nothing so great,
Can make the mistake,
Of shattering my heart
And mind made for calm.

Peace is absolution,
From every test,
Peace is salvation,
At its very best.

Eyes are full of weariness,
Then a scented wicks burns.
Sleep fills in everywhere,
Relax, peace returns,

Peace gives us freedom,
Peace is the nest
Its the last haven
.
.

For souls to rest.

Cocoon (A poem)


Its been a while now, can tell
Being here with my thoughts,
Have not heard the sights,sounds and smells
Locked up in this solitary confinement, this cell.

The cocoon is all around now,
Spun with its silky spell,
The cocoon is where I'm bound now,
This is where I dwell.

Hidden from the evil world,
Far away from hell,
The cocoon is where I hide now,
Far from the tolling bell.

Its been quite of a waiting,
Since those caterpillar ways,
When life was slow and steady,
Such were the good old days.

One day I'll be a butterfly,
Flying far away,
Till then I'll just be happy,
Warmly tucked today.

There is no haste to move out,
This heaven is a bliss,
Its something that gives happiness,
Something that would be missed.

The cocoon is where dreams are made,
And then left here to rest,
Let me be here for some more time,
Lay cradled in the nest.

Man from the future (A poem)

Who knows what will happen

When the clock ticks tic tock tic,

The days are dead and dreary

The nights are playing tricks.

Its all so obvious that the truth

Will stand up nice and tall,

The man from the future,

Has somehow seen it all.

Perhaps he’s there amidst the crowd,

Looking at the past,

Knowing  where the world will go

Till the time it lasts.

The man from the future,

Will return to his land,

Only to come back one day

To see if all’s as planned.

Parallel universe (A poem)

Somewhere in a parallel  universe,

Everything's happening fine,      

The life is all that's wanted,                                               

Days in blissful sunshine.                                

My second self is living,                  

A life I've always seen,                       

With things one would have flaunted,

If had in this being.

Somewhere in a parallel universe,

He then looks out to see,  

Staring out infinitely to,

The person known as me.  

This fantasy is surely true,

As nothing else makes sense,

The parallel universe exists,

Even

If now's just a pretense.

Castle of mirrors (A poem)

The castle of mirrors
Stood atop a hill.
It was someplace different,
Where dreams were fulfilled.

The wild waves were lashing
On rocks all around,
The castle of mirrors
Had secrets abound.

One day once a boatman
Happened to lose way,
He stumbled on something
Of which none can say.

The castle of mirrors
Had souls all around,
Flying to keep everything
That they once had found.

His long lonely spirit
Reflected in time,
The castle of mirrors,
Showed him his own mind.

He had to return
To where he belonged,
The castle of mirrors
Gave all that he longed.

It may still exist
Somewhere in the gale,
The castle of mirrors
Is now just a tale.

Virtual Reality (A poem)

We've finally found ourselves
In cyber space,
Hiding behind our avataras,
Displaying so much grace.

No one knows about
Our actual state,
Our profiles speak with pictures,
Our faces in projected space.

This virtual reality
Is now a good gate,
Nothing can beat
This imagined fate.

We can keep meeting
This life is just fine,
Virtual reality is now
The perfect life line.

Clones Vs Robots (A Poem)

Many years from now,

After being born several times

In laboratories sponsored,

Biology in technological crime,

There would be only two clans.

Clones Vs Robots.

Both creations of the human mind.

Who would win ?

To see that prime,

When federations would trade

Inconsiderate of all mankind.

Clones Vs Robots,

Fighting for supremacy

In finding the cure

To end mediocrity.

Clones Vs Robots,

Who will survive ?

The future has the answer

If allowed to arrive.

Time Warp (A poem)

Shifting spaces, in the deep recesses
Of my mind.
Endless time , crystallizing
Into something new to find,
A journey leading to a different world,
The time warp pushes matter,
Later to rewind.

What a sudden change, life proposes,
This reality is a dream,
Which life disposes.
No heaven or earth,
Can explain this complexity,
Where so many faces swim,
Only memory confines.

The time warp has captured,
The past, the present and the future.
Delusion reigns as manufactured,
In the realm of these hidden mines.


Anywhere, anyone can go,
Let it be this way.

Distortion has become now
The order of the day.


Mind Trip (The Journey)-(A Poem)

Let me take you now,
To a journey of the mind,
A place that you may like
Somewhere that you would find..

Happiness, love, and
All you've always wanted,
Care, and all above
The things you've always planted.

So, close your eyes,
And think that you're there
Its a journey of the senses
A mind trip of surprise

Float, your thoughts,
Yes there's no care
The mind trip is so wonderful,
Its living now and here.

Don't deny,
The good things you've desired,
So, reach out to your heart and soul
And spread your inner fires.

Live in new dimensions,
Experience joy and fun,
The mind trip is so beautiful,
Life will be gone one day
.
But
.
The journey will go on..


Chaos and confusion (A poem)

Scattered thoughts,
Mindless deeds,
Uncertain fate
With a soul that pleads.
 
Careless  wanderings,
Faithless meanderings,
Helpless God,
Endless needs.
 
Hope for meaning,
In place and time,
When Chaos and confusion
Possess the mind.
 
Reasons are lost,
When dreams are tossed,
With chaos and confusion,
Obsessed and blind.
 
Take me now,
Far away
Need some space
To find a day.
 
Let me row,
Let me grow,
Chaos and confusion
Let me know.
 
Need to make it
Mind of clay,
Chaos and confusion
Go away.
 
Teach me everything,
One last wish
Before you decide to
Diffuse and vanish.

I'm tired (A poem)

I'm tired.                              
Of trying to be better than the best,
Showing that I'm more learned than all the rest,
Doing things just because everyone does,
Living without feelings and with all senselessness.

I'm tired.        

Wanting to find reason where all madness reigns,
Craving for a moment when silence would prevail,
Knowing its not easy to leave everything,
Growing with the notion it gives intelligence.

I'm tired.                                            

Of being a part of this money making racket,
Twisting my brains to fit in the bracket,
Breaking my heart so many times insane,
Telling myself its ok, get on with life,
Its part of the game.

I'm tired.

The Hermit (A poem)

The Hermit sat atop a hill,
Lost in a quiet meditative still
Hidden in forests with many a tree tall
Knowing not of the world at all.

His eyes were closed to all around,
His heart was open to every sound
His mind was in a trance like calm,
His soul where suns and moons all shone.

Beneath the starlit sky composed,
The Hermit's spirit then arose
It floated out his bodys frame,
He saw it all, his conscience came.

The spirit moved around a while,
Then it moved further, it had a mind
The Hermit had a peaceful look,
Like blank pages of a book.

No thoughts to drag him to the ground,
Just life to live blissful so crowned.

He spoke little, he ate little,
He did not long for anything
The world perhaps forgot him when,
He left all behind, everything.

The Hermit lives his life alone,
He knows of time that's come and gone
He has his way he's seen it all,
We won't be there, he'll still live on.

Actor (A poem)

I am an actor,
Living in this world,
Caught in this cage of life,
Just a mortal soul.

There are other beings,
Some noble, some vile,
All with their agendas,
Hidden 'neath their smiles.

I am an actor,
Since when I was born,
Waiting for the perfect chance,
Just to once perform.

There are many in the line,
Fighting for a chance,
Hoping to make it one day,
Life must be enhanced.

All the characters,
Have dialogues to say,
Play their roles of life quite well,
Till their very last day.

I am an actor,
Time to just move on,
As the script further unfolds,
Now the plays begun.

Treasure (A poem)

Walking through mountains of fantasy, 
Twisting paths in forests of uncertainty, 
With ancient calls of birds to give me company, 
Am out searching for treasures of my dreams. 

Wild squirrels are scurrying up the trees, 
Heard a wolf howling for moonlit scenes, 
Wintry chill still blows to fill the air, 
Calm descends as nature breathes with care. 
  
Here's a treasure cradled far away, 
Where no human souls have come for days, 
Sights and smells with sounds that touch your mind,    
Wants to make you leave you're life behind. 

Treasure, treasure you are mine, for me 
Far away from all mankind to see, 
Sleeping near a lazy autumn tree, 
Do not move, don't wake my memory. 

Treasure, treasure of the long lost mind, 
Let me be here, here is where I bind, 
All forgotten sanity lost in time, 
You are all the treasure sense can find.  

Zombie (A poem)

Wake up in the morning,
Wash my tired face,
Look into the mirror,
Oh what a disgrace !

Sun it shines so brightly,
Life calls once again,
Step into the daylight,
Can't sense any pain.

Turned into a zombie,
Living life insane,
There is nothing one can see,
With a scattered brain.

Still trying to focus,
On the only game,
That will set me free one day,
Oh its such a shame.

Turned into a zombie,
Eyeballs sticking out,
Sleep is now a stranger,
Wish that I could shout.

Turned into a zombie,
Like so many more,
Plodding on the road to hell,
Let's see whats in store.

Turned into a zombie,
Insulated crime,
Face with no expressions,
What a pantomime.

Turned into a zombie,
Hope all will be fine,
Life perhaps will take a turn,
For

Fortunes wrapped in time. 

What if (A poem)

What if

The sun rose from the west
The stars lived on mountain crests
The flowers bloomed in winters nest
And we could fly, as birds flew
Knowing how it felt to lay at rest .

What if

The sea has a different shade
Animals were to humans grade
Snow fell in hot summer's shade
And there was nothing greener than
A grasses blade.

What if

You really loved me
The way I had loved you?
Difficult to say
Why you went away
Still remember the day.

What if

We were born again
Life were to be just the same
Would we still continue playing
The same old games?
Or keep calling our names.

Hard to say.

What if

There was no right or wrong
Only melody and song
Being where we belong
With truth keeping us strong.
Having all that's still left.

Then life would be perfect.

What if..     

Laugh at me (A poem)

Laugh at me
Make me cry
Live your life
Let me die.

Know your dreams
Make a wish
They'll come true
Then you can fly.

Laugh at me
Feels so good
Some things can be
Understood

If you were me
And I were you
This game would end
Do not pretend

You may be god
I may be man
Laugh at me
I know your plan.

You set me up
Now I am damned
Break the spell
That you had slammed

Laugh at me
What you do best
Let me go
I've passed the test

Desperation (A poem)

Desperation for love,
Desperation for life,
Desperation for happiness,
A man and his wife ?

Desperation for money,
Desperation for fame,
Desperation to make it,
And win in the game.

Desperation for peace,
Desperation for gain,
Desperation for everything
At times is a pain.

Desperation for friendship,
Desperation for name,
Desperation to be alone
And be out of the same.

Desperation a test,
Something we should tame,
Desperation at best,
Can drive one insane.

Leave it for sometime,
Just let it go, for
Desperation will come back
It won't let you grow.

Leave it for sometime,
Just let it go, or
Desperation will come back
And take what you know.

I really don't understand (A poem)

Why are things not moving?
Why is life so still
I really don’t understand
How more to gain the skill

All that has been happening
Is really not so bad
Its just that lingering feeling
Still left to make the kill.

Why are things so mundane?
And everything seems nil ?
I really don’t understand
The slowly vanishing thrill.

Has all bottomed its level ?
Have I something to do ?
I really don’t understand
How much more till I’m through.

This struggle seems to go on
Sometimes I think of you
I really don’t understand
If I am where I flew.

All that has happened so far
Is all that seems so true
I really don’t understand
I’m left without a clue.

Somethings are best forgotten (A poem)

Somethings are best forgotten
Somethings are best when lost,
Somethings need not be woken
When all the lines were crossed.

Somethings meant once all, everything
And nothing mattered more,
Somethings are best forgotten
When miles beneath the floor.

Somethings are like good seasons
To keep one moving on,
Somethings give every reason
To bring back life that shone.

Somethings cannot be left aside
Its all where we came from,
Somethings are best forgotten
That time has now long gone.

Mind crash (A poem)

Soaked with information
Tired to the bones
Tried escaping many times
Found nowhere to go.

Mornings are no different
With their rays of light
Time it seems is stalling
Everything thats right.

Mind crash, mind crash,
Viruses have attacked,
All the vital parts in me
Do not even react.

Mind crash, mind crash,
Software malfunction
The hardware needs rebooting
For a second life.

Mind crash, mind crash,
Unable to think,
Nothing can be understood
Living on the brink.

Mind crash, mind crash,
Life is in a daze
Waiting for another day
Once it clears the haze.  

I'm learning (A poem)

I'm learning

Every day of the year
Every hour of the day
Every minute of the hour
Every blink that is made.

How not to live life
What not to do
To get things right.

How to forget what was learned
How to remember where I was spurned.

I'm learning..

How to fly without wings
How to cry when it stings
How to make it one more day
When all is lost, even forgetting how to pray.

I'm learning
and I'm changing

Hope to make it
.
.
Someday.      

Chain of thoughts (A poem)

A flow of joys followed by
Broken light in the corridoor
Of fanciful flight.

Fleeting images of childhood memory
In the backyard of my mind.
A chain of thoughts beep signals
Searching for new domain.

Sharp, clear, crisp messages
Reaching out
Of this mortal frame.

Some can be read
By expressions of the face,
Others are lost in the cacophony
Of limitless space.

Building, constructing castles in the air,
A road to move on, a destiny to share.

A chain of thoughts
Frozen in the lonely forest,
Lost in the wilderness,
Searching for a camp.

As firewood warms the soul
The chain of thoughts are set loose
Floating in the sea of tranquility
As night falls, weary sleep brings
Respite from the toll.

Happiness for the moment
Waiting for the calm,
The chain of thoughts disintegrate
Before the blissful dawn.

Madness (A poem)

Creeps into my brain
Turns me then insane
Shining moonlit night
Takes away the pain.

Makes me realise
Life is no surprise
Things I always wanted
Sand washed in the tide.

Ocean leaping waves
Windy silver caves
Laughter fills the air
All without a care.

Then look at the skies
Stars its time to rise
Rushing through the darkness
Madness opens eyes.

Nothing seems the same
I can see the game
Madness you are wonderful
Live up to your name.           

There are times when I don’t understand (A poem)

There are times when I don’t understand

People, situations, man made laws of the land,

Dreams, debates and the future as it was planned,

Feelings and reasons to reward or reprimand,

Moments, seasons, supply and demand.

Why trees in windy rustlings,

Give magical commands.

How birds can fly so freely,

While minds get trapped when manned.

Why skies float above the ocean blues

Singing glorious songs with all their hues

Having found their mystical sanity

While we are left, only for clues.

There are times when I don’t understand

Relationships, for what we delve,

Like books waiting in time

To be read with open minds

Stacked up there on a shelf.

But most of all, there are times when I don’t understand

Why everything has stopped,

Hear the wolf howling for the elf, to play its magical self

Like an SOS from deep down within,
The moon glowing there upon my skin.

That is the time when I don’t understand anything,

That is the time when I don’t understand

Myself.

The Story (A poem)

The story of love
Is a pain of the heart
A game of the mind and
A flame from the start.
You can love all your life
And forever be true
And you’ll know it was good once
Your life has been through.

The story of life
Is a journey of strife
That shows us our bridges
Then hands us a knife.
You can live all your life
And forever be true
And you’ll know it was good once
Your life has been through.

The story of pain
Is a reason to gain
To know what to look for
From what we refrain
You can gain all your life
And forever be true
And you’ll know it was good once
Your life has been through.

The story of joy
Is a well crafted ploy
A riddle to solve
A puzzle to annoy
You can search all your life
For this joy and be true
And you’ll know it was good once
Your life has been through.

Friends And Neighbours (A Poem)

Iran,Iraq,Afghanistan
India,China,Pakistan
North Korea,South Korea and Japan
Friends and neighbours everyone

UK,USA,France,Taiwan
Italy,Germany,Spain,Poland
Switzerland,Ireland and Finland
Losing money everyone

Socialists,Communists,Liberalists,
Seperatists,Maoists,Taliban
Purists,Racists & Fascists,
Making sense everyone

Stand up,Sit down,now left turn
Move on,Stop now,now right turn
Love them,leave them,lose them,choose them
Use them,ok everyone

Missiles,Submarines,Hand grenades,guns
Bullets,bombs, just for fun
Openly selling in the market
Sir would you like to have one?

Countries,borders, treaties,summits,
Nations, regions, not enough,
Days,weeks,months,years,
Centuries pass,
Still we don't learn

World war,Gaza war,This war,That war,
What are we fighting for?
We want more

Politics,Religion,Nuclear Physics,
History,Geography,Economics
Reasons many in the store
Find them we must look in for

Army,Navy Commodores
Air Marshalls load your ammo stores
We can love,but we must live
Friends and neighbours,lock your doors.

Happiness (A poem)

Happiness in sunshine,
Happiness in rain.
Happiness in happiness,
Happiness in pain.

Can be found between
Such is time again
Happiness is seen
But it can't be feigned.

Happiness in fourwalls
Open window panes,
Happiness is madness
Let loose, thoughts contained.

Happiness for someone
Puts loneliness to shame
Happiness in everything,
Is happiness's game.

Happiness a stranger,
For those left in chains
Happiness the reason
Is all left to gain.

Happiness will make you
The child there within,
Happiness will take you
Away from your sin.

Happiness will grow you
A garden within
Where wild bees and flowers
And butterflies can swim.

Happiness will reap your
Harvest like a scythe,
Sometime feel that happiness
Is nothing more

Than a myth..


I think I know whats happening (A poem)

I think I know whats happening,
Although much can't be said,
I think I know whats happening,
Some people can be read.

They may believe that they are smart,
Perhaps they really are,
I think I know whats happening,
I've understood the art.

The eyes they say a lot at times,
Even when lips have lied,
I think I know whats happening,
You can say that I spied.

A smile can say a lot what if
It was'nt really meant,
I think I know whats happening,
And how your time was spent.

Although some words can change a mind
Left groping for some light,
I think I know whats happening,
Perhaps its second sight.

So be happy I will not show,
Your game thats so well known,
I think I know whats happening,
Although nothing is shown.

The Spell (A poem)

Centuries of passing time,
Hands raised to the skies
Looking through the mind
Not knowing the outcome ,

Reasoning all declined.

The spell was cast,
In some moment of time,
It needs to be broken
By all means defined.

The spell is some magic,
The spell is quite tragic
The spell is the reason
For this life to be aligned.

In ways the kaleidoscope
Of life shows images
Least expected, crumbling edifices
Torn down bit by bit

By its all impending wit.

The spell confounds,
By its ignoble magnanimity.

The spell damns humanity,
Where life one must spend.

It will live its insanity,
But one day..

It will end.


Fool's Paradise (A poem)

Oh let me live
In my fool's paradise,
It makes me feel so happy
When everything's so nice.

Won't you let me play
In my fool's paradise,
Life can get so sloppy
When it gives me sound advice.

Its a grand escape when
Reality just bites,
I feel I'm far away from it
I'd do at any price.

Oh let me stay
In my fool's paradise,
And those who seem to know much more
Can laugh till their demise.

Oh can't you see
My fool's paradise,
It looks so beautiful as if
Was Gods sent only choice.

Oh let me live
In my fool's paradise,
Its better than to hear the truth thats
Full of only
.
.
Lies.

Reckless Youth (A poem)

Carefree childhood, reckless youth,
Sombre old age, what a truth.
Funfilled teens, stable mid age,
Reckless youth, what a stage.

Endless love, broken hearts,
Fragile egos, senseless sparks,
Crazy mindset, mindless strife,
Reckless youth, can take your life.

Fiery thoughts, idealistic walks,
Sprinting streaks, heated talks,
All confusion reigns at large,
Reckless youth can sink your barge.

Be aware and keep the force,
If you want to sail the course,
See the dawn before sunshine,
Else reckless youth will take your prime,

Hold your horses, stay in line,
Life's a feast for you to dine,
Keep your days safe at all times,
Or,
.
.
Reckless youth will leave you dimes.


Mystery (A poem)

Mystery shrouds today
As clouds clear
Open skies away.

A drop of rain
Brings hope and life
Once again.

Yet parched land
Like a thirsty soul
Asks for more.

Mystery lies in store.
Will the droplets
Flood the shore?

Will the nectar
Soak its core?
And quench the land
Evermore ?

Mystery shrouds today
As clouds clear
Open skies away.

Will the blue seas
Fill the air?
Will the rivers
Flow without care?

Who knows...

Only the heavens behold
Life waits to breathe
As the mystery unfolds.


Rules of the game (A poem)

Don't tell me,
Don't tell me,
The rules of the game,

You know it,
You know it,
They won't be the same.

I found out,
I found out,
You wanted to tame,

So be it,
So be it,
You can have your name.

Lets play it,
Lets play it,
Someone gets the fame,

Don't want them
Don't want them
Excuses are lame.

You can win,
You can win,
Although its a shame,

Lets follow,
Lets follow,
The rules of the game.


The Magical Box-Part 4 (A Poem)

"Yes I do"
(The voice thus spoke)
There's always a part of you
Thats still unexplored.

So, its likely
That you don't know too.
For its something that
Has not been seen."

"What do you mean?
I do know who I am !!!"
The voice replied
"But you may not remember

Where you have been..!!!"

The blue hand dived
Into the magical box
And came out with
A peacock feather pen.

Started studying the
Invisible lines again.
It set me thinking
The mist turned purple then.

"Have run through my wishes
Have known what I want
Have seen all thats needed
Tell me will they come?"

"You have put your wishes
Which are very fair,
But what you've forgotten
Is what you will share.."

"You've said what you wanted
Except if you care
To give something in return
Not mentioned anywhere.."

The hand stopped this time
A scent filled the air
Had nothing much to do
But stand there and stare.

"That is going to be
Your most crucial wish "
Tell me for its time now
For me to vanish.."

The magical box then began getting
Smaller and smaller..and smaller..

The Magical Box-Part 3 (A Poem)


Then, there was
A bright white light
Which changed to the
Colors of a rainbow.


The box seemed
To summon me
To go near it
Thoughts came so.

Awed a bit
By these sights
Desires surging like
A new candle lit.

Burning the wick
Could not believe it
When clouds appeared
Then scattered...

A beautiful blue hand rose
Out of the golden mist
Its finger moved down
Line by line, by the wrist.

The sound came once again
"This is your wish list
All is fine
But one thing you have missed.."

What could it be?
That had not
Crossed my mind.
There was surely something

That I had to find.
Had dreams to be fulfilled
But a few..

There was surely something

That

The magical box knew..

The Magical Box-Part 2 (A Poem)

There were days
And months and years
That had brought with them 
Many cheers

The moment was such
That had wanted it to flow
Happiness was moving
There was still much left to tow.

The magical box
Was made to be quite a show
Went near it
As curiosity began to grow.

Not knowing what to expect
Opened it, real slow
When,
There was a pleasant sound..

Like music to the ears
Vanishing all my fears
Soft words filled the room
And floated around.

"What is it that your
Heart desires?
What all do you
Want to know?"

Then,

The magical box began to glow..

The Magical Box-Part 1 (A Poem)

Felt like letting go
Of all my hopes, dreams
And aspirations
It seemed so.

Meaning had left
All sensibility behind
Nothing seemed to remind
Me of my own self

Time was on the go..

Then there appeared
In my dreams
An object of strange desire
That imagination had perhaps conspired.

Like life sometimes plays
A hoax, as we see
Even day has its ghosts
Though we may not agree.

There it was
In front of my eyes
Looked at it like a fox
It was not made up of lies

It was

A magical box.

Politician Politician (A Poem)

Politician politician
Go away
You ate my money
And made your hay.

You gave your talks
Were all in vain
The parliament has
Become a shame.

You made your promises
Took our votes
Then robbed us all
And made your notes.

Rosy dreams
Were shown for sure
In the pipeline
Many more.

Country weeping
Chains of gold
Made for minds
To senselessly hold.

You've done a lot
So its been told
It pains so much
To see us sold.

Sold by your thoughts
Are we happy ?
Thats all we wanted
Feel now sorry.

Politician politician
Go away
Come again
Another day

A bright tomorrow
Will surely dawn
The new horizon which
Once had shone.

Its not too far
Life will get on
It would be good
For folks men all

To see the sun
Shine once again
It will happen, once
.
.
You have gone.

Trance (A Poem)

Open your eyes
Tell what you see
Dreams that you dream't of
Your reality.

Leave your connection
With misery
Turn your direction to
Your destiny.

Open your eyes
Know what you need
Happiness in everything
Lies in leaving greed.

Do not remember
All that you regret
Time to surrender
Leave all to forget.

Open your eyes
Time to be wise
Breathe what you live for
Self hypnotise.

Trance in a moment
Cycles of joy
Fountains of happiness
Where angels fly.

Darkness surrounds us
Stars in the sky
Trance is religion
Consciousness high.

God is rewarding
For those who try
Once you have known him
Don't pass him by.

Free inhibitions
Once more arrive
Hell will forgive you
If you survive.

Open your eyes
Tell what you see
Let the trance take you
And set you free.

Circles (A Poem)

Running in circles

Chasing good time

Looking for miracles

Dreams that we mime 

Asking with questions

Meanings to find

Search for reality

Somewhat defined.

Circles of daylight

Circles of night

Circles of sadness

Then of delight.

Everything follows

Dots and straight lines

What you have seen now

Are circles combined.

Sense is new madness

Thoughts patterned fine

Circles will take you

To newer confines.

Circles of shadows

Know what beguiles

God leaves you wondering

Who knows who smiles

Circles of faith

Circles of lies

Everything go’s where

Uncertainty flies

If you could find me

Happiness in strife

Perhaps we could fathom

These

.

.

Circles of life

Doors (A Poem)

Doors that open
Doors that close
Doors that welcome
Evermore.

Doors to heaven
Doors to hell
Which to open
Cannot tell.

Doors and doors
With corridors
In the labyrinth
Of  my life

Some are locked
Some do have keys
In the closet
Of my dreams.

Doors to knock
Doors to flock
Doors to breakdown
With a rock

Doors through which
One cannot see
Knowing not
How it would be

Doors to freedom
Doors to God
Opening with
A willful nod.

Doors and doors
With corridors
In the passage
Of your time

Walk your way through
Ring a bell
Its a trance
Cast like a spell

Open them
Perhaps you'll find
All the treasure
Thats made you
.
.
Blind.

Davos (The World Economic Forum, 2012)-A Poem

We did it, we did it,
We did it, this time
Burn't holes in our pockets
Hearing the bells chime.

Pardon me Sir/Ma'am,
Don't mean to offend,
No nickels and dimes
Are left now to spend.

With tottering economies
That once spoke of trust
Their bubbles are bursting
In oceans of dust.

There are no free lunches
For heavens sake please
We've gorged on our money
Now life is a tease.

For words we're at loss
Things gone for a toss
It was your fault boss
Don't lie in Davos.

It started with Greece
Now Europe is bad
Such perplexocity
Is driving us mad.

Everything was great
Till 2008
No one's left to bait
Such is now the state.

There was the sweet sound
Of dollars and pounds
Can't hear much around
As we hit the ground.

Let us vow to cure
Us of this disease
Jobs can be created
With lives on a lease.

Be rain hail or snow
On must be the show
Its time to be honest
Credit gave the blow.

I'd like some more champagne
It make makes me feel high
Lord I know we're sinking
It makes me feel dry.

Now that we have toasted
To all we had boasted
Let us fingers cross
Here now in Davos.

2012 has arrived
Not much left to pride
There must be an answer
Search deep down inside.

We've been running now
From pillar to post
To save our currencies
What we love the most.

One day then will come
Again we'll have fun
Lets play till that time
Get on with the crime.

Zindagi kya hai (Ek Kavita)

Zindagi kya hai

Kuch Facebook likes
Kuch popularity chart spikes
Kuch social media friends
Aur kuch acche lagne wale comments.

Kuch BBM dost
Kuch MSN posts
Kuch yahoo chats
Aur kuch share karne wale facts.

Kuch email id's
Kuch surfing for free
Kuch nayee e-communities
Aur kuch bi nahi.

Kuch G+ circles
Kuch foursquare mayorships
Kuch new notifications
Aur kuch naye friend verifications.

Kuch daily logins
Aur phir ek din
Ek last and final logout
.
.
Zindagi kya hai
Aur kuch bhi nahi.

Confessions From The Diary Of A Sinner (A letter to God)

Dear God,
How do you do?
You gave me life and then left me
To find out where you are
Am trying to reach out
To you.

This conscience appears
To be your voice
Which pricks me like a pin
Reminds me of many a sin
And sticks with my heart
All the time, wherever I go,
Just like glue.

Am amidst circumstances
That am unable to control
Your act of retribution
May redefine my role
You fixed me in here
All i ask from you now
Is to salvage and save
My soul.

This meaningless hollow feeling
That creeps into my being
Makes life seem so insignificant
With moments changing with every
Blink of the eye
Still I try.

Dear God,
Please accept these confessions
From the diary of a sinner
Don't seem like a winner
Am perhaps letting you know
What you already knew.

Am searching for happiness
Am somehow not able to
Please tell me where to go
Or what to do, and all
I ask from you now, is
To show me how it truly feels
To be at peace anew.

Dear God,
How do you do?

Slaves And Masters (A Poem)

Caught in a world
Of confusion
Wanting to be free
All the time

Humans trapping
Your emotions
Fate trying to fail
Your life every time

We are instruments
Of the music
Played by others
Week by week

Either you're
The hunter
Or the hunted
On the streets

Slaves and masters
Sophisticated evil ways
Mind control captivating souls
Cruel intentions only goals

There's no escaping
The space is too vast
The spell was cast
From zero to infinity.

No more light
Only gaping holes
Slaves and masters
From eternity to eternity..

Time Machine (A Poem)

Am feeling better now
Am feeling fine somehow

My thoughts were causing pain
They were caught in my brain

My heart cried out in vain
Time transcended again

Something had happened
It was in the past

The future's waiting
It isn't meant to last

Am feeling better now
Am feeling fine somehow

The clock is ticking
The time machine moves you
..like a fish

It moves you whenever you want
It moves you
..wherever you wish

The flow of motion
Creates harmony

Feel the emotion
To suit your fancy

Somewhere in your senses
Life will leave it's trace

Release in the present
Float freely then in space

The time machine
Plays and rewinds

Be where you want to be
In destinies' chase

The time machine is working
Life is being kind

Be where you want to be
It's all in the mind.

Merry go round (A Poem)

Merry go merry go
Merry go round
Laughing people
Making sound

Going up
And going down
All the folks men
In the town.

Buy your ticket
Stand in line
Wait in turns
To have your time

Some are happy
When on top
Some just want
The wheel to stop

Merry go merry go
Merry go round
Going in circles
Take you around

Feel the sensation
Limited seats
Life is a journey
Where we all meet

Lasting for sometime
Till its still there
Go for a joyride
Its in the air

Merry go merry go
Merry go round
The fun is over
When..

You're on the ground.

Corporate Jargon (A Poem)

Was going through the
SOP's and compliance reports
That were critical for our
Companies' profitability.

The GOP had shrunk so much so
That cost cutting was inevitable
Redeployment of the workforce had
Become the order of the day.

Several manuals had been consulted
And training's had been organised
To infuse fresh energy in the workplace
For unleashing the manpower potential to its fullest.

Our strategy to outdo our competition
Was in line with
The vision & mission statement
Of our Organisation.

The beliefs, motto and goals were
Also to be re looked at as the
Management mantras and resource
Allocation were not productive any longer.

It was observed that
The life span graph of our
Brand indicated a fatigue factor
That had crept in the minds of
Our key clientele.

Market analysis further
Revealed that the perceived
Value proposition of our presentations
Did not appeal to our target audience

Which resulted in their
Migrating to better showcased
Products and services thereby
Affecting our fiscal budgets.

The conclusion is that we
Need to be capital and labor
Intensive and have to build
Loyalty over our networking and
Information distribution channels.

Our existing offerings have
To be innovated
And improvised to get
The desired results.

Once we enhance our data base
With new alliances and acquisitions
It would enable us in aligning
Our core competencies thus

Allowing us to achieve our targets.

Once our funds flow statements
Are in sync with our asset allocations
This would eventually help fueling
Our year on year growth projections

We would then get a 360' analysis
Of our progress

And show healthier charts
That are mandatory for us
To get the requisite media
Attention for our future prospects.

Amen..

Sale Karo (Ek Kavita-Modern Gyan)

Sale karo, sale karo
Naye grahak se mel karo.

Grahak laake,khel jatake
Uske mind ko fail karo
Sale karo, sale karo
Grahak ke mind ko fail karo.

Jaise bhi ho, bikri karke
Note kamake, jeb bharo
Jeb bharo, jeb bharo
Grahak ke mind ko fail karo.

Target poora kaise hoga
Year ending hai sale karo
Jaan bhi jaaye maan bhi jaye
Ho sakta imaan bhi jaye

Zinda rehne ke liye
Jo kuch bhi jave sale karo
Sale karo sale karo
Grahak ke mind ko fail karo.

Paisa itna jab laga hai
Dhandhe par ensure karo
ROI accha karo varna
Competition se maro

Tera isliye janam hua hai
Rom rom mein aish bhara hai
Bhai nahi hai baap nahi hai
Sabse uncha cash pada hai

Growth hii eendhan
Meditation
Profit pe
Focus karo

Jitna bhi abtak kamaya
Sab hai kum
Aur sale karo

Sale karo, sale karo
Baki icchaon ko jail karo.

Chain zaroori bhi nahi hai
Neend hai dushman poonji ki
Khana peena sab mushkil hai
Chah jab ho note kamane ki.

Motor gaadi bangla laptop
Mobile mein hii aas rakho
Mar jayenge ik din tab
Bhagwan se mel milane ki

Samay nahi hai yaad nahi hai
Kuch abhi ehsan karo
Life mein phir na milega mauka
Insaano ab maaf karo

Kya hai mandir
Kya hai masjid
Kya gurudwara
Girjaghar

Dharam yahi hai
Karam yahi hai
Pran isi mein
Leen abhi hain

Aasman ko chookar jeelo
Chahe neeche zameen nahi hai
Yahi hai shiksha
Yahi abhiyaan hai
Moh maya mein hii toh sama hai

Jaago manus, bhago manus
Ye pravritti abhi sahi hai
Sale karo, na thako
Kalyug ke gyan par sheesh rakho

Hui hai pagal saari duniya
Na jaane kiske liye
Mar jayenge mit jayeenge
Kya kamaa ke le jayenge

Phir bhi aashaon ka jagat hai
Icchaaon ki poorti karo
Sale karo, sale karo
Success ka ye hai mantra..

Japo.

Main Ghoda Hoon (Ek Kavita)

Main Ghoda hoon, Tu Ghoda hai
Daudenge milkar ye race
Hum pe lag rahee hai bazee
Sikkon ka hai, bus yeh space.

Zindagi ban gayee hai sauda
Hum hain mauhre doing chase
Daav pe laga hai sab kuch,
Girta chabuk giving pace.

Thode channe kha lete hain
Apna maalik, what a face
Kabhi pyar jata deta hai
Varna life such a disgrace.

Main Ghoda hoon, Tu Ghoda hai,
Daudenge milkar ye race,
Jab tak paasa palat jayega
Kahan rahega life ka trace.

Main Ghoda hoon, Tu Ghoda hai
Apna bus yahi hai case
Gadhon ki is jannat mein
Hum Ghodon ka ab bhi hai grace.

Khachar paida kabhi hua tha
Bojha ddhone ka tha craze
Ab promotion ho gaya hai,
Life badli hai,what a phase.

Main Ghoda hoon, Tu Ghoda hai
Jeet ke kya hum payenge
Trophy mil jayegi phir bhi
Ghaas yahin hum khaenge.

Jee lenge hum kisi tarah se
Jabtak future in this place
Warna do laatein marenge
Kar lena mujhko replace.

Blackhole-Part 1 (A Poem)

Surely, there's a way out
Of this endless pit
Am thinking whether to shout
Right here as I sit.

It was fine till the time
This moment had not arrived
The blackhole took it all
But still I survived.

This complexity of life
Has left me quite numb
Have understood a few things
But still I am dumb

Somehow believe in
The power of God
Am otherwise confounded
By the arrogance of this flood.

The darkness devastates
Still the hope of escaping
Escalates..again and again
And adds to my ever growing disdain

As the blackhole regains
It's thirst for my blood
All imagination
Still does'nt give a nod

Look for a way out of this situation
The blackhole moves
Wherever I go
And clings just like a shadow.

It's taken my happiness
My desires, and also
Bits and pieces of my mind
Have to get out

A way I must find..

So I act a little kind
Self speculate, remind
And start a conversation
With the blackhole..

Blackhole-Part 2

"Why are you doing this to me
Can I not be free?
Have been caught in this trap
What have I done?
Loosen this strap!!!"

The Blackhole was silent
For a while it seemed
That it had not heard
My cries or my screams.

Then a deep resonating sound
Almost seemed to emanate from the ground
And a dull shake
The surroundings began to make.

"You asked for it"
A deep voice said
"I was far away,
You called me here instead."

Was caught by surprise
Atleast the blackhole spoke
My hopes began to rise
As my feelings were revoked.

"How could I call you?
I never even knew you.
You just came one day,
Since then, all you've done is stay."

The blackhole rumbled
As it saw me so meak
Although it had crumbled
By it's own weight, it did speak.

"You asked for it"
The Blackhole repeated again
"It's all in your mind
What you choose, is what you shall find."

(..To be continued)

There must be a reason (A Poem)

There must be a reason
Why we met,
Why two strangers
Were caught in a net

Out of nowhere
This meaningful, unexplainable
Sympathy arose,
And made us transpose

To a world
We can never forget,
There must be a reason
Why we met.

Why the dawn happened,
Why the night came,
Why it almost
Drove us insane,

To situations
Never dream't of,
To conversations
Which we still don't regret.

Such were the moments
Not easy to correct,
Or ressurect,
However much we inspect

Into the hallows of time
Where all our pasts,
Present and futures
Are set.

There must be a reason
Why we met,
There must have been something
We were trying to get.

It Happened (A Poem)

My life is like an open page
Fluttering endlessly in the winds of time
Caught in gusty oceans deep
And sometimes read by your watchful eyes.

It flutters up, it flutters down
It flutters then again around
Without a reason, with no care
It moves around everywhere.

The writing pale washed in the rain
Carries some thoughts, memories remain
There was a book once in the show.
It happened sometime long ago

I had a role, it was a play
That just went on, night and day
The chapters were a living tale
It happened with the passing gale.

My life is like an open page
Fluttering endlessly in the winds of time
Knowing not where it will go
It so happened, it happened so.

Things were not in my control
They never were, a lot they stole
As moments tested my beliefs
It happened, they vanished as thieves.

And left me waiting all alone
Without a trace it all was gone
Here I am now, is all I know
It so happened, it happened so.

Cyber Wars (A Poem)

Make a post, make one more
Don't lose ground, hope for more
Click the button, to the room
Open the window, you are doomed.

Cyber wars paralyzing brains
Humans caught for others' gains
Cyber wars, killer space
Annihilating all the human race.

Many players at this time
Waiting at the scene of crime
Wanting to deceive you now,
With their wily wicked minds.

Cyber wars have got you now
You've been made, their cash cow,
Pushing patterns, look confused?
Mind seizure, turn to be used.

Couch potato, techno geek
Loss of sunshine, looking meek
Cross fired without a dime
Wasted now, for lifetime

Cyber wars are in command
You are part of the demand
Pulling virtually, has resumed
Run before you are consumed.

Eat popcorn, watch TV
Go for movies, mobile sleek,
Electronic life, looking green
Get yourself stuck in your screen

Cyber wars fought day and night,
Add new convicts what a plight
You can't run, nor can you hide
You can browse, but you can't decide.

Save your life, see what's real
Life was yours, they've got a steal,
Raking profits, addicts slow
Prisoners of the modern show.

Cyber wars, part of the game
You are just a pawn in the frame
They will win, you will lose
There's still time, for you to choose..

Kaamini's Song

Take me to the silent shadows
Of the night

Whisper in my ears a thousand
Sweet words of delight

Take away the reason that makes me
Wanna run from life

And shower all the seasons
That I need to survive

Kaamini, kaamini, kaamini, kaamini
Crossed the seven seas.

One two three four five six seven

Baby I want you, don't you know that I
Need to be with you today

Thats ok

The moment I lean on now
Is the moment for us maybe

If I could only keep on holding you
Like I'm holding you today

Kaamini, kaamini, kaamini
Crossed the seven seas

Kaamini, kaamini, kaamini
Set me free..


The Gambler (A Poem)

The Gambler picked his pieces
And held his rackled brain
The chance he took repeated
He'd win it seems again.

A wizard of situations in
The money making game
With all the calculations
Good things would fall again.

With every move he had grown
He was good he had shown
A master of uncertainty
This to everyone was known.

His mind was very sharp at this
His moves were all in time
His every wish was granted
Till now everything was fine.

This game was very different
He felt the needle swing
Something was quite not just the same
His thoughts began to ring.

His instincts had him rooted
His heart was bursting blood
He looked at his adversary
And planned another flood.

It was his last and only chance
To turn the game away
To make a windfall of his choice
But his fortunes would not sway.

He took a deep breath one last time
And held it till the end
It was a do or die thing now
Which he could not pretend

He won again he did not leave
Till he gathered his winnings tall
He had an ace right up his sleeve
The Gambler took it all.

I've Changed (A Poem)

So many years have passed
So many lives i've crossed
So much memory is lost
That now I've changed.

So many skies had arranged
So many lies were exchanged
So many eyes are estranged
That now I've changed.

So many fears came calling
So many cares were stolen
So many tears had fallen
That now I've changed.

So many faiths were awakened
So many baits were broken
So many gates had opened
That now I've changed.

So may stairs were climbed
So many glares entwined
So many snares benign ed
That now I've changed.

I've changed, I've changed
Don't know for good or bad
I've changed, I've changed
Now I miss what I had.

Shut Up And Listen (A Song)

You've done all the talking
I've sat down and heard
You've set my mind walking
And got me all stirred

I was too good with you
Perhaps I was floored
Now shut up and listen
Because now i'm bored

Shut up and listen
Shut up

Shut up and listen
Now listen to me.

You think you know everything
Perhaps yes you do
I don't care for anything
Because its not true

I thought I had found you
I lied to myself
Now shut up and listen
Go back on your shelf

Your dreams wicked dreams
Have torn me apart
I want to live my way
You won't let me start

You break my abilities
And say its the way
Talking sensibilities
Let's dump it today

Breathing is easy
If your neck is free
Now shut up and listen
Listen to me

I'm choking and bleeding
I can't face your greed
So shut up and listen
I have my own needs

I'm bursting at my seams
Lets keep it clean
So shut up and listen
Before I just scream

Shut up and listen
Now listen to me.

Shut up and listen
Shut up

Pirates (A Poem)

Sailing on oceans of bliss
And many seas of tranquility,
Over several years of tribulations
And many lives of absolution,

I reached the calm of reason
In searching several seasons,
All seemed to be finally
Coming to a much awaited end.

As I looked ahead
Towards the final bend,
To the promised land
That seemed heaven sent,

Happy I was
For it was worth the wait,
And was looking forward
To opening joy with the gates.

When my gaze went
To smoke in the sky,
Looked into the telescope
And let out a sigh.

Pirates, wretched pirates
Swarming all around,
Falling all over
And making quite a sound.

Demons of the seas
Approaching very fast,
Had nowhere to run
With only time left to last.

Pirates wretched pirates
Firing with their guns,
Throwing out the oars
Before all was done.

Put up a brave fight
With all of my might,
They left with all they won,
After plundering much they had gone

They looted my possessions
And broke my good ship,
They had no affections
And left life amiss.

They robbed all they could
And and left a big hole,
They took my heart and mind
But..

They could not take my soul.

Jazbaat (Ek Nazm)

Pata nahi kya milta hai logon ko
Khudgarzi mein,

Upar wala sab kuch deta hai
Phir bhi

Rehna pasand karte hain
Bedardi mein

Ise kudrat ka khel ya
Jasbaaton ka bawandar samjhein

Jo aksar chadh jaata hai
Sar pe

Aur Dil o Dimag mein
Lahu aur Samundar ban ke.

Kismat bhi ajeeb hoti hai yaaron

Jo hamesha har kisi ke paas
Rehti nahi.

Aur khud ko khush rakhna to
Fitrat ki baat hai

Jo har mushkil ko jhelkar bhi
Kabhi thakti nahi.

Par asli naseeb waale
Toh woh hain

Jo auron ki duaaen
Paate hain

Aur har haal mein doston ke liye
Dosti nibhaate hain

Tab tak hii zindagi ka
Saath hai

Varna auro ke liye jeena
Nahi koi mamuli baat hai.

Isi sarfaroshi mein hii duniye ke
Saare jawaab aur sawalat hain

Aur isi se haqeekat hai
Yahi jazbaat hain.

Hey Bhagwan (A Modern Day Prayer)

Hey Bhagwan ye kya hua
Mobile phir se off hua
Facebook kaise ab dekhoon
Aap hii bolo kya karoon.

Chat pe honge sare friends
Aajkal ka yahi hai trend
Prayer kee hai aapko send
Please reply, kar do na mend.

Hey Bhagwan ye kya hua
Latest sunglass toot gaya
Show off karna tha today
Life is difficult I say.

Kahan se dhundhun naye goggs
Market bund hai closed are shops
Do something ho gaya hai loss
Aap ho antaryami boss.

Hey Bhagwan ye kya hua
Engine phir se stop hua
Gaadi kaise badhegi aaj
Do some miracle maharaj.

Main hoon apka special bhakt
Time to time hona na sakht
Mandir jata rehta hoon
As and when milta hai waqt.

Hey Bhagwan ye kya hua
Spring collection aa gaya
Party shirt ho gaya hai tear
Tell me lord what I should wear.

(Prayer may be continued...)

Matlabi Bano (Ek Kavita-Modern Gyan)

Aaj ki duniya mein jeena hai toh
Matlabi bano, matlabi bano

Kiska kisse kya lena hai
Matlabi bano, matlabi bano

Prann jaaye par maan na jaaye
Jaan jaaye par shaan na jaaye

Is gyan se khud ko seencho
Mil jaaye jo bhi usko kheencho

Kaun hai bapu, kaun hai bhaiyya
Lakshmi hii hai apun ki maiyya

Mantra hai anmol chadja rail
Sauda sabkuch baki fail.

Sanskar gaye lene tel
Unka mila ke kha le bhel

Kalyug ka hai ye khel
Daanavon ka ho gaya hai mel.

Tum bhi unme ek bano
Yun hii aage badhte chalo

Matlabi bano, matlabi bano
Jeevan ka ye saar suno.

Lies (A Poem)

The world is a farce
And everthing is lies
Most of what you see
Is by a human who dies.

Nature loves us
But we are to blame
We've won our battles
For chances to claim.

Lies are addiction
Lies are the fuel
Lies are attraction
Because life's a fool.

Lies liberate us
Like a clown, its so cruel
Lies make a moment
Like a crown with it jewel.

Lies are the truth
And all truth denies
What we love the most
Stands up and replies.

Lies give us freedom
Lies are like god
Waiting in prison
To wield with their rod.

Lies will embrace you
For you are its child
Lies will grace you
And save you from the wild.

Lies will take you
Upto your final ride
Because your life is just
A lie deep inside.

Black Money (A song)

Should I declare all my income
In the Voluntary Scheme?

Is it gonna help me anyways at all!

Is it gonna help the children
Playing naked in the Mall?

Is it gonna help the poor old man
In tatters outside the Movie Hall!

Is it gonna help the country
To pay off all her bad debts?

Is it gonna help us all
To get out of this Hell?

But most of all my friends
Will I be able ..to buy the new Opel!

Black Money..
Don't take it all!

Black Money..
Why do I have to pay the toll!!

And then you shoot me with your questions
And all your Military Styles

Will you take me in the Navy
And will you keep me there for a while?

I hear Cannon Balls..
And there are Dying Men outside..

My Black Money
Is gonna keep me

Alive...

Hello Satan (A Poem)

Hello Satan
How do you do?
You've taught me so much now
That i'm black'n blue

We've been real good friends
Through thick and through thin
You've shown me the world
Now i'm left to spin

Hello Satan
How do you do?
Have been through so much now
I know what is true

The happiness that I run for
Is still miles ahead
The moment I reach it
Find you there instead

Hello Satan
How do you do?
I know what you're upto
And I know who is you.

Sometimes when there's sunshine
You've made it my day
I'm left with some options
They'll help me someway

Hello Satan
How do you do?
The darkness allures me
Welcomes me your way

I can't seem to leave you
You're feeling the same
That's why I am here now
It's part of you're game.

The Contract (A Poem)

Still remember the day
When I was summoned
Before landing on mother earth
Made out of water,air,fire and clay.

Was standing after a while
In a room before the Father,
The Son, and the Holy ghost,
Was not sure to be grim, or to smile.

There was cool air
Around the place
As scented spirits flittered
Surrounding the staircase.

"Congratulations my boy!"
You're day has come
"You've made it this time
You are the chosen one."

Looked on to the table
Wanting sense to enable
A reason for this prospect
For them everyone did respect.

"But I'm happy here father
To stay with you is what I'd do rather
You're sending me to earth
Is this what the waiting was worth?"

"Questions you may have many
And answers there are few
Finding the meaning of life
Is what should be your view"

"OK, as you say father
Tell me now what to do
I'd like to see if what lies there
Has more than what I knew"

"Then it is done, you may depart
Before you leave, you have to start
Reading this what we have for you
It tells what's needed to be true."

"What is this father?"
I exclaimed,
"Have never known this
Please explain"

"This, my son is
The Contract
The act
The fact."

The contract ran in several pages
Hundreds of clauses
Things to do
And many not to.

"This is an understanding
That you will follow
The codes of conduct
As said in the contract"

Before I could react
Was given to sign it, a pen
And led to a chamber
To read it again.

Many years have passed
Since then
Had almost forgotten
The contract when

Remember having read it
It is strange for it
Was the purpose for which all till now
Has arranged.

Am still trying to put together
The words page by page
For following them, stage by stage
Was to decide my mortal age.

Still have a memory the way
In which had even prayed
To have a life, and to be
Contended as it stayed

The contract still remains
To be honoured
Over many tomorrows,
If they are there again

Many yesterdays are left
Wanting to keep
The contact alive
With all that it was instilled.

And it was the last page
Written in bold,
And as was told
Which said that the doors

To the Father, the Son
And the Holy Ghost
Will open once again
Only after the contract

Is fulfilled..

The Witness (A Poem)

Caught in oceans of turmoil
With reasons beyond doubt
With memories of happiness
And friendships all about

I become a witness
The witness of my life
Standing in the courtroom
Speaking of my innocence.

The things I've done
The words I've said
All that I've thought
Right to my conscience.

The Judge looks on
And the Lawyers are The Demon
And the Angel in flowing robes
On the job,as they probe.

"A fine thing you've made
Out of your life"..The Demon derides
There is one thing you should do
So this is what I prescribe.."

"I object your honour!"
The Angel arrives
"My witness is being unecessarily
Pressurised."

"Overruled!!" The Courtroom
Lets out a sigh
Some of the people laugh
And some begin to cry.

The Demon gleamed at his reprise
And said "Accept that you are guilty
Or face the music for you lie
Anyways your silence is no surprise."

The Angel stood up
And came by my side
And looked at the Demon
With no blink of the eye.

"His deeds were right
His notions were clear
Whatever he did
My Lord you did hear"

"You can't catch a man
And make him survive
By blaming his motives
Each and everytime."

"Have a heart
He has done no wrong
Now let him go free
He's been here for long"

The Demon smirked
And said "I object!"
The Judged looked at him and said
"Sustained!"

"You've done what is done
There is no escape
His heart was not strong
But his thoughts still remained."

"So my honour
Spare no more time
Take him to task
He is the witness of his own crime"

The Judge wrote down something
As everyone was calm
Awaiting the words
From the man there high on

"The Court's been adjourned
This session is postponed
The final hearing is when
Your faith will remain"

"And that will be when
We'll open the door
I know you've been waiting
And I know what for.."

"So I say..
'Tis not far away
We shall meet again

On Judgement Day!!"

If Only You Would Understand (A Poem)


If only you would understand
What I want you to see
Perhaps then you would shake hands with
The better part of me

You may be right
In your own way
You always were
If I may say

No one exists
When you're around
Because you only
Hear your sound

If only you would understand
What I want you to see
Perhaps then you would realise
What is reality.

Seasons have changed
So have the winds
The rustling leaves
Play on again

Easy its not
To live in vain
You know you're wrong
But you are trained

Taken by chance
Your thoughts remained
Your goodness must have
Felt the the pain

If only you would understand
What I want you to see
Perhaps then we can make a plan
From now to eternity.

Stranger (A Poem)

I look into the mirror
And see a stranger's face
This is not the person I knew
Before starting the race

I was always in love with me
That time I can't replace
What life made of me now is here
Caught up well in this place

Stranger I am mirror mirror
Stranger to none but me
Stranger to everything around
Stranger to destiny

Time is good now, not like it was
Means I should be happy
Stranger I am to none but me
Speaking in soliloquy

In years I've changed, time and again
Then they turn back and see
Make me look on to what has gone
To greet eventually

Stranger I am to none but me
Seeking my sanity
Stranger I am to none but me
Waiting in line to be free.

The stranger smiles at me
And says "Do you really know me?
Or is it that we just happen
To share a similarity."

"You look as if we've met before
Ages have gone you see
You are not you anymore
And neither I am me.."

I look the last time honestly
My eyes look into me
Stranger I am to everything
And yet no one can see.

Indian Prayer (A Song)

When I think of all the lives
That I wanted to live
I realized everything comes
A day at a time

When I think of all the love
That I've been denied
I think of you and it makes me
Want to survive

No time for fears
Wash away all my tears
With all that happens
Moments of happiness

Touch me again

Hari Om,Hari Om
Namah Shivay, Hari Om

There is really never any use
Everytime to complain
When we search for reasons
Easy not to explain

I pick myself
Enter into the world
With all my faith it makes me relate
Tells me to carry on

I was confused
With nothing left to choose
Walked many miles seeking happiness
An then I looked at you

Hari Om,Hari Om
Namah Shivay, Hari Om

I sometimes wish
All this never arrived
Makes me sad once a while
But I guess this is life

Why is it me?
Am I the only one
To see today this way one day
It will be just a memory

This is my plight
This moment certainly
Is here for now with the
Only words that comfort me

Hari Om,Hari Om
Namah Shivay, Hari Om

Consumer Babble (A Poem)

Let me buy your
Fairness cream
Your fancy cars
Your Bank loan dreams

I have a craving
In my heart
To have it all
Right now it seems

The Fashion stores
Elitist doors
The Foodie joints
The 'Have it all' points.

Let me buy your
'Must have' thoughts
For just a moment
Of all sorts.

The Shopping malls
Couture draped halls
The happy voices
In the stalls.

I have desires
Deep down now
To spend my savings
One and all

For all that you
Have there for me
Whether I need it
Actually.

The Socialist streak
Spend thrift at ease
"A tenderloin steak
For me please..!!"

This is the epitome
Of our lives
In pools of wants
We take our dives

I'm not easy
To satisfy
Don't need no more
Now thats lie..

I am a specimen
Of your choice
You got me now
You can rejoice.

I've had enough
Now I'll refrain.
Let me go now
Call me again.

Spaces (Abstract poetry)

Things done years ago
Are saving me today
Feelings comfort me
And help me pave the way.

Many things, many reasons
Restlessly lead again
Seldom won, mostly gone
Victory survives

Amidst peace from forgotten joys.

Then

Spaces, empty spaces
Come into my life
Thoughts lost in the past
Return and bring some sunshine

Plastic life, plastic smiles
Made by demons
Waiting to devour
My freedom of choice

Emotions mixed with
All sorts of experiences
Create madness not
Easy to explain

Destiny wanting to defeat me
Returns again to play..
Tired by situations
Knowing not what to do

I find these spaces
Empty spaces
That bring me
Back again..

Spaces, empty spaces
Make me alive
Again
..

Wandering Soul (A Poem)

After having lived my life
I park my ferry now
Ravaged by many a storm
I make it out somehow

There was a reason why I tried
To fight my destiny
It was somewhat in my control
Before it now I bow.

I am a wandering soul,
Wandering soul, wandering soul
Only a spirit nine to nine,
Nine to nine, nine to nine.

I am a wandering soul
Wandering through this flight,
Only a spirit nine to nine,
Waiting to alight.

I touched many forbidden shores
As not wished by my clan,
The thirst of my lonely being
Had left them far behind.

I reached the nadir of my life
Not by one but by many a tide,
Everytime challenged when I rose,
My knowledge multiplied.

I am a wandering soul
Knowing I am blind,
Surrounded by the infinite,
Perhaps with second sight.

I am a wandering soul
With divinity all around,
Living in the physical world
Between the heaven and the ground

Fortunes reversed, the truth dawned
Many questions were replied,
I looked for reasons never known
With answers none to hide.

There was a light it looked so bright
Came and comforted me,
It was unknown something happened
Is all that I can see.

I am a wandering soul
Wandering soul, wandering soul,
I am a wandering soul
Wandering through the sky.

I am a wandering soul,
Wandering through the sky,
Everything that comes will pass
Still
I will never die..

There is so much i've left to say (A Poem)

There is so much
I've left to say
And so little
I have done

I have forgotten
How to walk
For I have learnt
To run

And now if I don't
Try to fly
My life will well
Be done

Such is the meaning
That we find
With all that we call
Fun

The world's forever
Moving on
The future
Has begun

So move backwards
To go forward
And keep moving to
Stay in line

Break the reasons
You defined
To make the magic
In your mind

There is so much
I've left to say
And so little
I have done.

There're months and weeks
That are left behind
And so many years
To come

I'm caught somehow
In now is it
The way it's meant
To be?

I wish I could see
Everything
That will become
Of me.

There is so much
I've left to say
And so little
I have done

One day I will
Be everything
This life wants me
To see..

And as the night
Goes ticking by
A brand new day
Is won

As seasons change
They promise that
The best is yet
To come..

Sometimes (A Poem)

Sometimes
The sun is shining
And sometimes
The rain falls

Sometimes
The breeze is blowing
And sometimes
The bird calls.

Sometimes
God is receptive
And sometimes
He's engrossed

Sometimes
Time is good
Its found
Languishing all around

Then it makes up
For everything
And we thought
That it was lost

Sometimes
You will be happy
And sometimes
You are not

The pleasure
Is the moment
And the moment
Is begot

Sometimes
You will understand
Its something
You forgot

And then you reappear
In my thoughts
And make me smile
A lot.

Sometimes
Everything is alright
And sometimes
Everything is fine

Sometimes
There is no reason
To say that
You were mine

Sometimes
There is an innocence
In love
That makes us blind

And sometimes
Its rediculous
But the
Pain burns on inside

Sometimes
There is a sorrow
And still we
Just abide.

For its truly
Our only friend
Holding on to
Our side

Sometimes
Happiness comes everytime
Its not easy
To hide

Sometimes
Always comes everytime
...
Sometimes..

The Ship (A Poem)

There was a Ship
Upon a sea
It had a crew
Of seventy

It had been out
For many months
It had not seen
The coast at all.

The captain said
"The sails are spread
There is no wind
Use oars instead."

"We have to live
We have to move
Or we'll run short
Of all our bread."

There was a Ship
Upon a sea
It had a crew
Of seventy.

The compass showed
North north west
The sun had reached
Its time to rest

Throughout the day
There was no soul
No birds around
Just empty holes

And miles and miles
Of splashing waves
Which crashed upon
The wooden cage.

A sailor took
The telescope
And ran his eyes
Around the rails

No sign of any
Moving sound
No ship no trees
Not even clouds

And everything
Appeared so dead
The sky itself
Was like a shroud

There was a Ship
Upon a sea
It had a crew
Of seventy.

The crew were men
With wives at home
And they had longed
The shores to come

"Perhaps we'll die
If we don't reach..
This kind of life
Is killing me"

"Do not lose hope"
The Captain said
"We'll find our way
Just keep your head"

"You have been brave
A little more
Is what I ask
For you to be"

There was a Ship
Upon a sea
It had a crew
Of seventy.

The Ship was old
It seemed to creak
And many storms
Had made it weak

There was no hope
For days had passed
The ship began
To lose its mast.

It was the 100th
Day at sea
And all the crew
Still seventy.

Next day they saw
A bird alight
Its wooden post
It was a sight

Everybody
Jumped with joy
Together they shouted
"Land ahoy!!"

They found their life
Their families
And landed safe
After the strife.

The Ship was sent
To the Town Hall
A memory
For the folksmen all

Today its just
A thought again
The Ship has gone
The tale remains.

Tell me your name (A song)

Tell me your name
And are you feeling insane?

Do i have to give you reasons?
Its a thought that i believe in

Are you recieving
My memories and my feelings?

Are you conceiving
The things i want to tell you

We pass through the night
And the calling day

Hey hey hey hey hey
Hey hey hey hey

Theres still so much
That we have to say

Hey hey hey hey hey
Hey hey hey hey

Then i take your hand
Try to make you understand

All my actions and my plans
For you maybe

Theres an eternal life around

We will find our ways
There is very little time

Everything will fall in line
Don't keep waiting

Nothing will remain the same.

Tell me your name
Stranger you are to me

No one am I to you
Theres a connection

Why do we refrain?
The future only plays its game

Theres an affection ?
Thats all forever simple and plain

Let it stay there
It will only break the chains

And freedom will be found
Again we will be gone

Once this life is done
Silence will leave the sound

When you tell your name.
Tell me your name

Wont you tell your name
Tell me your name

Hey Obama (A Song)~Can also be heard on You Tube

Arre life hai teri chakachak
You Amreeka se chala
We waiting for you nite aind day
You are the guesht of our honar

So laarge is our Populason
We have a made good start
So old iz our civilizason
Still we aar young at heart

Hey Obama
You Amreeka se chala
Hey Obama
India mein kya rakha

Hey Obama
You Amreeka se chala
We velcome you, we velcome you
We velcome you today.

You waant to meet aal the peopuls
Of our Democratic land
You say thait whee aar wunderful
And wee shtill haiv ae chance

We aar everyone aal the childrens
Of this our motherland
We haippy has this time is come
You shake us with your hand

Hey Obama
You Amreeka se chala
Hey Obama
India mein kya rakha

Hey Obama
You Amreeka se chala
We velcome you, we velcome you
India mein kya rakha.

You are a reprezent the nation
For what is that we pray
We look for opportunizasion
To go to USA

We will remember is this date
Thait will aalwayz remain
Thoda sa let us celebrate
Till you come back again

Hey Obama
You Amreeka se chala
We velcome you, we velcome you
We velcome you today

Hey Obama
You Amreeka se chala
We velcome you, we velcome you
Par India mein kya rakha

When I'm home (A Song)

When I'm home I know
Its too late for me
To stay awake

Then I know theres
So much to make
That its so hard too take

Then I see you
In a photograph
And I know its gonna

Be so hard to last..alone

I know one and one is two
But then it makes me so unsure
As I knock your door

If we gotta stay this way
Tell me should we be far away...
We love our ways

Then I hear you
On the telephone
And I know I'm
Such a long long way from home

When I'm home.

You tell me that you're doing fine
And everything's left far behind
And then you give me reasons why
You're never ever coming back

Theres so much from where we came
If only there was some more time
But nothing lasts only the past
Only memories remain

Then I see you on the television
Hanging out with some other guys

When I'm home I know
Its too late for me
To stay awake

Then I know theres
So much to make
That its so hard too take

Now I hear you on the radio..

God, Man and Religion (A Poem)

God made
Man

Man made
Religion.

Religion united
Man

Many religions divided
Mankind.

Religion was
Devised

Is pristine advanced
Robotics

Which made
Clones

Overtaking our
Minds.

What a
Brilliant

Software
Programme

Which got
Corrupted

Somewhere along the
Timeline.

God made
Man

Man made
Religion.

God still
Laughs

Man still
Cries.

Twisted Logic (A Poem)

The future never happened
The present never came
The past is yet to arrive
Change is somewhat the same.

We dwell in what is still unknown
A mystery still untamed.
Welcome to Twisted Logic
As your time is now regained.

Your world really does not exist
And people are not there
What you are sensing is clearly
Momentary domain.

Your life is surely just a lie
As its not in your hands.
We are just children of a fate
That makes us comply.

The sun was never shining there
The moon is just a light
Welcome to Twisted Logic
Where you'll find a different sight.

This moment is what had been planned
As you are placed inside
When you realize where you are
Your memory divides.

There is no wonder who you are
For you are someone else
Already living out right there
Trillions of light years far.

Your only life is just like now
Projected through the night
And you are just an image
A dimensional treatise

Your home is in another world
From where someone decides
Each and every experience
Is a predetermined file

Somethings we will not understand
With others we abide
Welcome to Twisted Logic
This life is in celluloid.

Maybe (A Poem)

Maybe you're right
Maybe i'm wrong
Maybe there's nothing
Left for long

Maybe its time
That i moved on
Maybe its fine
If i was gone

Maybe we live
To make our dreams
Maybe we feel
Thats all it seems

Maybe you listen
To what i say
Maybe you know
For what i stay

Maybe theres something
That i like
Maybe i'll get it
Day and night

Maybe i'm sure
That you'll say don't
Maybe you will
Maybe you won't

Maybe there's someone
On your mind
Maybe its me
Somewhere behind

Maybe thats why
Today's the same
Maybe tomorrow
Will change again

Maybe you're right
Maybe i'm wrong
Maybe we'll just
Carry along..

Do You ? (Part 7)

Do you know what will happen
At the end of the day?
Do you feel you have said
What you wanted to say?

Do you want to be responsible
Do you take one more stride?
Do you think you are reasonable
With the things that you hide?

Do you have many notions
Do you look all inside?
Do you ever feel ignorant?
Do you always deride?

Do you open your path?
Do you live to your claims?
Do you want to move foreward?
Do you like it the same?

Do you love it this way?
Do you like it that way?
Do you love each and everything?
Do you like everyday?

Do you take some decisions?
Do you read someone's face?
Do you make some predictions?
Do you see empty space?

Do you know you are right?
Do you know when you're wrong?
Do you make some corrections?
Does it take all day long?

Do you have just a moment?
Living for everyone?
Do you go where you once went?
Do you think all is done?

Do you? Do you?
Do you do?
Do you?
Do?
?

Talk To Me (A Song)

Talk to me now
Before I go away
Before I close my eyes
Before another day

Its been a situation
That does'nt look the same
Is it the constitution?
Or just another game

Talk to me now
Before I learn to play
Before I change my mind now
I may not long to stay

I have an inclination
Someone I want to be
Is this a fascination?
Or just a fantasy

You may not be you
And I may not be me
We may never understand
The meaning honestly

There's a possibility
We've got to have some clarity
If only we can comprehend
The chance left to believe

Talk to me now
Before I find a way
Before this time flies out now
Before it goes again

Is this one more illusion
Or just a shade of grey?
There's a communication now
Do you hear me today?

Talk to me now
Talk to me now
Talk to me now
Talk to me now

Theres been much happening lately (A Poem)

Theres been much happening lately
And I don't know what to do
Theres nothing one can understand
Except to think of you

Did I land here unknowingly?
Can someone show the way?
Theres been much happening lately
Is all I've got to say.

Life has its own twists and turns
In ways you never knew
And people who were once your friends
Are far away..too

When you thought you had everything
Started loving today
Then the world comes tumbling down
Its crazy all the way

Theres been much happening lately
Stillness would make my day.

I pick a photo up from the shelf
It brings some memories
A smiling face,it was the place
Where happiness..grew

When life was stuck on everything
And everything was true
Pages have turned now things have changed
And everything is new

Theres been much happening lately
I wonder if its true
The sound of laughter fills the air
In skies where the birds flew.

Theres been much happening lately
And meanings left are few
With fading lives we'll forget
That is what time will do

Dream (A Poem)

I had a dream
In another dimension
In another land

Where there is love
Where there is hope

Perhaps

Its all in my imagination

Switch time,Switch time,
Switch time,Switch time,
It makes this life
Look so fine

Fly, dive, swim in sunshine
The planets speak
In tones that rhyme

You will not know
That faith divine
Will churn your broken
Fallen self

Its all that makes
This life sublime
The ebb and flow
Of spoken mind.

Create, create,
Elate, elate
This is a dream
Although its late

I had a dream
I was awake
Now i must sleep
For its a dream

Robot (A Poem)

I am a Robot
Living logically
My life is smooth
Such is my machinery

I've been programmed
By a higher energy
I will perform
Its built in my circuitry

I have no emotions
Its meant that way
For I am a part
Of the money making factory

My controls are with
My Company
I live for them
But nobody lives for me

I am a Robot
Is this my destiny ?

I must wake up
Its part of my integrity
Sleep is a stranger
To be human is a falsity

Keep moving
Till you make it to the top
The profits may come down a' falling
So there's no way that you can even stop

There is no love
When you're chasing dimes
The only rest is
When they unplug our minds

I am a Robot
I'll outdate with time
Some new technology
Will leave me far behind

I only hope
That I survive this climb
For I am just a Robot
And I come with a life line

I need to be serviced now
Its part of the design
And the only truth is
That one day i will just be

Nothing more than
A rusty tin can

Chu Chu Chu (Oh Fo Ye Bharosa-A Song)
(Can also be heard on http://www.myspace.com/557801273)

Chu chu chu
Chu chu churee churee chu x2

Chu chu chu
Chu chu churee chu chu

Oh fo ye bharosa
Tujh per kar ke
Ho gaya hai mujhko dhoka

O meri jaan ek baat maanlo tum
Mujhse ab door na jaao
Oh oh oh

Of fo ye teri baatein
Chandani raaton tale
Kaisi thi woh raatein

Oh meharbaan ek baat
Jaan lo tum
Mujhse ab door na jaao

Chu chu chu
Chu chu churee churee chu x2

Chu chu chu
Chu chu churee chu chu

Tum ho to ye fiza hai
Tumhare sang sang jeene ka mazaa hai
Hawaon mein kaisa ye halka sa nasha hai
Zara Kareeb aa jao o meri jaane jaan.

Kabse main yahan hun
Tumhari raahon mein khada main bezubaan hun
Jo aitbaar hii tha karta woh bayaan hun
Na jaao door ae zalim chad gaya hai junoon

Oh fo ye bharosa
Tujh per kar ke
Ho gaya hai mujhko dhoka

O meri jaan ek baat jaanlo tum
Mujhko aur na sataao
Oh oh oh

Of fo ye teri baatein
Chandani raaton tale
Kaisi thi woh raatein

Oh meharbaan ek baat
Jaan lo tum
Mujhse ab door na jaao

Chu chu chu
Chu chu churee churee chu x2

Chu chu chu
Chu chu churee chu chu

Meeting With The Devil (A Poem)

I had a meeting with the Devil
Once again today
He had a few things to tell me
If I may so say.

He reviewed all the motives
Required for the play
And then he told me what to do
To make a busy day.

I had a meeting with the Devil
Once again today..

We talked on all along the way
I had to stop and pray
And think of all the reasons that
Had prompted him to say.

What he told me
All seemed so well
And things were crystal clear
He even put his arms on me
And often said "My Dear",

I had a meeting with the Devil
Once again today..

"Angels are of no use my friend,
They make your life so drab
Be with me and you will see
That life is really fab!!".

"The fun is in just letting go
Who really is a Saint
Many have ended their quest
'Boredome' was their complaint",

"Life is meant to be so free
That is without a care
To do things you wanted 'My Dear'
Just take the easy way".

He was with me for quite some time
And then he said "I'll go"
"I'll meet you once again when
You are weak down till the toe".

I have been thinking all this while
Of what happened since then
I'll just do what is right for now
Till he appears again.

The angels have come out now, guess
They have something to say..

They know I had another meeting
With the Devil today...

I Am Lost (A Poem)

I was born a different man
In a different place
In a different time

My life was something else
Of which now I
Cannot deny.

I had a house,
I had a wife
I had my children
By my side.

I had all good things
That one wants
In every life
Everytime...

Who am I now?
What is this place?
I must have reached this space
Somehow...

What can I do?
I have no trace
I have to make it out
Right now..

I am lost, I am lost,
In the tides of time
I'm tossed

I am lost, I am lost,
In the waves
Of endless rain.

I am lost, I am lost,
Is there something
I should have known?

I am lost, I am lost,
Now I don't know
Where to begin

I have lived in several ages
With people
That I know

They're all the same
Everytime
Only their faces change

Sometimes a man
Sometimes a beast
Sometimes it seems
So heavenly

Its still the same
In that time frame
When all's perfect

And
Theres nothing
Left to gain.

I am lost, I am lost,
In the tides of time
I'm tossed

I am lost, I am lost,
In the waves
Of endless rain.

I am lost, I am lost,
Is there something
I should have known?

I am lost, I am lost,
Now I don't know
Who I am.

(Written on 3/11/08 at 3.42 A.M.)

Mujhe Pata Tha (Ek Kavita)

Mujhe pata tha ki
Yahi hoga anjaam
Is pyari si zindagi ka
Yahi hoga intezaam

Hum waqt ke daire se
Ho jaayenge anjaan
Aur khud ko dhundhte dhundhte
Ho jayenge pareshan

Mujhe pata tha ki
Yahi hoga anjaam..

Ki hum milte rahenge
Aur kehte rahenge
Hi!,Hello!,
How do you do ?

Phir kahenge ki chalte hain
Kyunki waqt nahi hai..

Jis waqt ka hum par hai
Itna ehsaan
Usi waqt ke hum ab bus
Reh gaye hain mehmaan.

Mujhe pata tha ki
Yahi hoga anjaam..

Ki kayee din ayenge
Kayee sawaal chodd jayenge
Aur baar bar lete rahenge
Humara Imtehaan

Humko khush dekhkar
Humse sauda karenge beshumar
Ghadi ki tick tick ka
Ehsaas de jaayenge

Zamaane ke daur ki
Sair karayenge
Aur phir kahenge ki yaar
Jeene ke din hain bus chaar.

Yahi saazish hai
Zindagi ki
Aur yahi hoga shayad
Uska akhri inteqam

Mujhe pata tha ki
Yahi hoga anjaam
Is pyari si zindagi ka
Yahi hoga intezaam

Why?(A Poem)

Why do I do what I want to I do?
Why do I say what I want I say?
Why do I want the things I want?
Why do I pray when I want to pray?

Why do I live the life I live?
Why do give what I want to give?
Why do I keep what I want to keep?
Why do I sleep when I want to sleep?

Why do I wake when I want to wake?
Why do I take what I want to take?
Why do I have what I want to have?
Why do I weep when I want to weep?

Why do I start when I want to start?
Why do I stop when I want to stop?
Why do I make the mistakes that I make?
Why do I make what I want to make?

Why do I like what I want to like?
Why do I judge when I want to judge?
Why do I care when I want to care?
Why do I declare what I want to declare?

Why do I close what I want to close
Why do I open what I want to open
Why do I move what I want to move?
Why do I hold what I want to hold?

Why do I want what I want to want?
Why do I leave what I want to leave?
Why do I hear what I want to hear?
Why do I spend what I want to spend?

Why do I lend what I want to lend?
Why do I go where I want to go?
Why do I know what I want to know?
Why do I pretend what I want to pretend?

Why do I remember what I want to remember?
Why do I forget what I want to forget?
Why do I see what I want to see?
Why do I be what I want to be?

I guess I'm only human...
And I only want ...

To be me

Lets Talk (A Song)

Do you have a problem?
I have some too
I'll ask you some questions
And answer a few

We may not agree but
These hours are few
There could be solutions
To make us brand New

We've had enough
In every way
We've got to
Let it out someday

Theres too much happening
Everyday
Why can't we reach out
Sing and play

We have behaved like this
I say
We should reconcile
Where we stray

We surely cannot laugh
This way
We really have to live
Today

So

Lets Talk!
Yea yea
Lets Talk!

Do you have a problem?
I have some too
We may not agree but
Atleast we'll be true

Theres very little
We have done
To find our freedom
In the sun

We have to wake up
In this place
And lift up all our
Fallen grace.

So,
Lets Talk!
Yea yea
Lets Talk!

I Am Free (A Poem)
I am free

When I start being
What I want to be

When happiness is all I see
Such is my pedigree.

When I break the chains
Of my own suffering
What we call destiny.

When the moment arrives
And I can say that
This is the day that I wanted to see.

When I find what I have lost
The little moments of happiness
The seeds of my personality.

When I remember how to laugh
At myself
With people who laugh at me.

When I realise now is to dream
Not of forgotten sorrows
But for the joys of reality.

When I make up my mind
And loosen my ties
From the clutches of vanity.

When I fight for what appears
The battle for what is right
And for reasons beyond insanity.

When I let myself believe
That life will turn its wheels
Take me into time
And set my spirit free.

When I can go wherever I want
Whenever I want
And be with whoever I want to be.

I am free
So why are you stopping me ?

A Waste of Time (Song)

Even if I
Try to tell you
That I have tried
Not to resist you

Well you may say
Its such a waste of time
(Don't know)
Can I replace you
Thought i'd never know

Since you're gone
I guess now its understood
Go to where you belong
Where you can't hear this song

Its such a waste of time
Oh what a waste of time..

I havent been strong
And we've taken it far too long
We could get along
But we gotta keep moving on

Its such a waste of time
Oh what a waste of time..

Even if I
Try to tell you
That I have tried
To be near you

Well you may say
Its such a waste of time
(Don't know)
Can you excuse me
There's someplace I have to go
Now you know

Thank you for all you've done
'Cause I have'nt been strong
And we've taken it far too long
We could still get along
But we gotta keep moving on

Its such a waste of time
Oh what a waste of time..

Its such a waste of time

I once knew you (A Poem)

I once knew you,
It was a long time
From now,

I once knew you,
And we drifted apart
Somehow.

I once knew you,
When it was too good
To be true,

And I once knew you,
Now there is very little
That we can do.


I once knew you,
All is forgotten
Once we bade adieu,

And I once knew you,
As someone with a different
Point of view.

I once knew you
As a friend
To trust into.

And I once knew you
As one to whom happiness was
Still yet never due.

I once knew you.
As the only person
I ever only knew.

And I once knew you
As the first drop.
Of early morning dew.

I once knew you
As the ocean
Befriending storms

And I once knew you
As the one with ever
Open arms.

I once knew you
Yes..I once knew you
And I know that

You knew me too...

Naya Saal (Ek Kavita)

Naya saal aayega,
Naye sapne layega,
Nayee roshni dikhayega, aur
Naye dost banayega.

Puranon se milwayega, aur
Nayee baatein bataayega.
Nayee kahaaniayan sunayega,
Samajh bhala jo paayega.

Nayee cheezein sikhlayega,
Nayee manzilein pahunchayega,
Naye kaam karvayega,
Chaahe tu ya na chaahega.

Thodi thandak pahuchayega,
Thoda thoda sulgayega.
Jaane kya kya dejayega,
Jaane kya kya lejayega.

Marzi kiski dikhlayega
Accha khasa samjhaayega
Jab tak palleh kuch aayega, phir
Naya saal aa jaayega...

(Repeat from line one next year)

The Mirage (A Poem)

I was standing in the middle
Of a great big desert
Waiting for the enemy to come

I was clinging to my last drop
Of water and ammunition
Knowing out of which in time
I will have run

Then I saw a mirage..

Where horses rested
And camels grazed
And there were lovely ladies
In white and in veils

There was an aura of happiness
And an air of pure joy
As the sweet scented breeze
Played with the palm trees
And birds in the sky

Then there was a sound
Of galloping..
It was a messenger of time
The people got up
And ran for their lives

The mirage had gone
The army had arrived

And I was standing in the middle
Of a great big desert
Waiting for the enemy to come

Copenhagen (The UN Climate Change Conference, 2011)

Welcome brethren of equal lives
Also the lesser mortal souls
The richer nations have it all
The poorer ones can join or fall

Its not easy to be on top
And sometimes we must learn to stop
The time has come as we proclaim
That life will never be the same

This is our council, and our den
As we meet in Copenhagen.

We've bombed our planet left and right
And shown each other of our might
We've burn't our fuel 24 by 7

Now lets meet in Copenhagen.

We've dumped our waste and cut our trees
And now have only rising seas
Since we have nuclear weapons then

We can meet in Copenhagen.

There's so much more we need to do
For we suffer, and others too
It is a fact and it is true
That skies have now a different hue

Children won't see the oceans blue
And most of all that time is when
We may not be in power then
The time is ripe..is heaven sent

What matters dear is the G 10
If we only get your consent

We'll sail through in Copenhagen.

We'll grab our future, thats for sure
As fighting nations we want more
So what if there's war and famine?
Flooded streets and melting ice

Our lives are like a game of dice
And winners have to pay a price.

So let us make the best of time
Have gourmet food, cheese and wine

We are the makers of our fate
And hold the keys to our own gate
We may not live to meet again

For now we have Copenhagen

Do You ?(Part 6)

Do you want one more chance
Or will you still make mistakes?
Do you risk all you have
Or will you still play it safe?

Do you lose all your friends?
Do you win all your foes?
Do you fight till the end?
Do you just let it go?

Do you know what is right?
Do you know what is wrong?
Do you ever feel weak?
Do you always feel strong?

Do you wander from your path?
Do you stick to your lane?
Do you laugh on your ownself?
Do you tell your own tale?

Do you feel the joy sometimes?
Do you sometimes feel pain?
Do you wake up in your dreams
When theres sunshine and rain?

Do you have any reasons?
Do you use your own brains?
Do you act with emotions?
Do you try to be sane?

Do you lose all your senses?
Do you shake your domains?
Do you push for new boundaries?
Do you like it the same?

Do you wake in the morning?
Do you climb up the stairs?
Do you like the sun shining?
Do you wnt the moon there ?

Do you?Do you?
Do you do?
Do you?
Do?
?

Paint a picture (A Poem)

Paint a picture in my mind

Dancing rainbows,laughing time

Walking forests in my dreams

Singing shadows,looking fine

Smiling faces everywhere

I just look at them and stare

There is something they have done

They are playing in the sun

I have seldom thought this way

Saved it for my rainy day

Wash the colours with such ease

Make the future as I please

Paint a picture in my mind

As these words fall out in rhyme

Now is relativity

All depends on what we see

Theres no black without no white

Theres no white without no black

Different colours equal height

We go forth we're still behind

We see darkness we see light

Can't see everything in sight

Paint a picture in my mind

Things will change for life is kind

We will get,what is denied

Just keep something to remind

Life is hope,hope is divine

All the seasons i must find

Doesnt matter dark or bright

Theres warmth in a winters night

When a caring thought comes by

Everything just seems so right

Paint a picture in my mind

It is done now let it dry

Do you?(Part 5)

Do you look in the mirror?
Do you like what you see?
Do you think you've become
What you wanted to be?

Do you sometimes feel happy
When you walk all alone?
Do you sometimes feel sad
When you have company?

Do you make many friends?
Do you win many hearts?
Do you think you're intelligent
When you're left all apart?

Do you look all around?
Do you like what you see?
Do you try to change everything?
Do you just let it be?

Do you crave for your freedom?
Do you cage all your dreams?
Do you open the windows?
Do you step out and breathe?

Do you think you're obedient?
Do you care for your needs?
Do you live for your happiness?
Do you change your beliefs?

Do you want experiences?
Do you want everything right?
Do you search for perfection?
Do you overlook sight?

Do you hunt for what you want?
Do you let it go by?
Do you wait for the moment?
Will that moment arrive?

Do you? Do you?
Do you do?
Do you?
Do?
?

Do You? (part 4)

Do you take your own chances?
Do you land up in hell?
Do you find your own heaven?
Does it make you feel well?

Do you live for your senses?
Do you live for your gains?
Do you make your own choices?
Was it all made in vain?

Do you make the right guesses
To the things people say?
Do you sense what will happen?
Does it turn out that way?

Do you live for the moment?
Do you live in the past?
Do you live for the future?
Is it all meant to last?

Do you ask for forgiveness?
Do you like what you've done?
Do you get the attention
That you gave everyone?

Do live with the truth?
Do you live with some lies?
Do you really feel good
When your conscience arrives?

Do you plan your next move?
Do you let life drift on?
Do you want what's impossible?
Do you tell everyone?

Do you want to leave everything?
Do you want to be free?
Do you want to get everything
Instantaneously?

Do you do you?
Do you do?
Do you?
Do?
?

Ode to a dog..(called Crazy)
I have a friend
Who has Crazy,
His loving pet
For 13 years

He grew with him
And played with him
He seldom barked
And never bit.

My friend's child
Played with Crazy
And sometimes troubled
Him at times

She pulled its hair
And sat on him
Yet Crazy never
Seemed to mind

My friend had said
Crazy was wise
And was the most intelligent
Of its kind.

He never entered
The kitchen
Perhaps he knew
Where not to be

And no one ever
Told him this
Yet Crazy somehow,
Knew of it.

He never ate
But from his plate
Though fond of food
Never touched what
Was for family..and for friends

My friend had said
Crazy was wise
And was the most intelligent
Of its kind.

Crazy is old
Today it has all
What humans have
In every way

Aching joints
And foggy eyes
Perhaps its nearing
To its time..

I have been thinking
Of Crazy
So I sat down
To pen these lines

The only thing
Thats in my mind
Is why cant we be
Like Crazy?

He knows what to do
Even when
No one has told it
Anything..

He's such a pet
And quite a friend
Someday we'll think of him
In the end..

Do you ? (Part 3)

Do you trust you intentions?
Do you pardon your sins?
Do you greet perfect strangers?
Do you try to begin?

Do you dance in the sunshine?
Do you sing in the rain?
Do you laugh at some people?
Do they think you're insane?

Do you swim in the moonlight?
Do you play one more game?
Do you think you're a loser
When you win in the end?

Do you think that you're sensitive?
Do you think that you're strong?
Do you hold your emotions?
Do you think you'll last long?

Do you want to be happy?
Do you make yourself sad?
Do you go to the start
When you're nearing the end?

Do you search for your soul?
Do you try to control?
Do you loosen your grip
When your thoughts have grown old?

Do you wake in the night?
Do you dream in the day?
Do you think you are crazy?
Do you love it this way?

Do you climb up a hill?
Do you ever look down?
Do you find what you're searching?
Do you circle around?

Do you,do you?
Do you do?
Do you?
Do?
?

Thinking (a poem)

When I am thinking
It is me
And rest all is
Reality

The people and the
Pictures seen
Are all the places
I have been

Are all the people
I have known
And still I have
This alibi

When I am thinking
It is me
And rest all is
Reality

Why is it then
That we are born
From oceans known
Forever shorn?

To come again
And make our claim
By doing things
That seem the same?

People look
And say we're wrong
To do the things
For which we're born

They will not know
They cannot see
For they are bound
By destiny

When I am thinking
I can be
What I have wanted
Really

I can float where
Time will take me
And live this life
So easily

No windy tides
Just oceons calm
A blissful feeling
Hanging on

It would be nice
If all remains
The way its always
Meant to be

And I am thinking
For a while
This time is now
Forever mine

When I am thinking
I forsee
The perfect
Eventuality

This moment now
Is future tagged
Forgetful pasts
With us are lagged

We do remain
Around somehow
And do exist
Remember now

We meet and become
One again
We part and become
Two again

It is amazing
How we can
Think of the things
We never planned

And all we get
Is where we are
Today,tomorrow
Yesterday..

When I am thinking
I am free
And rest all is
Reality..

Do you?(A poem)-Part 2

Do you know who you are?
Do you like what is true?
Do you lie when you're confident?
Do you laugh when its you?

Do you show that you're innocent?
Do you hide when you lose?
Do you win when you're arrogant?
Do you like what you choose?

Do you wish you had more?
Do you hope you could care?
Do you long for your future?
Do you know if its there?

Do you see where you are?
Do you stand up and stare?
Do you lose your direction?
Do you find it somewhere?

Do you feel that you're dead?
Do you live one more day?
Do you think its the end?
Do you get up and pray?

Do you run when you're tired?
Do you wish you could sleep?
Do you sleep when you're wired?
Do you break down and weep?

Do you plan in your dreams?
Do you dream in the day?
Do you even remember?
Do you like it this way?

Do you want what you had?
Do you have what you need?
Do you wish to surrender?
Do you still want your greed?

Do you do you?
Do you do?
Do you?
Do?
?

Wander (A Song)

And now my life
Isn't
So true

I wake up
Feeling
Oh so blue!

Why is life
Sometimes
Improbable?

Why just I
Dont get
A clue?

Why are people
So
Impossible

To get thru...?

And then my thoughts
Wander
To you..

Then I get up
For
Some view

Things I've known
Dont seem
So new

Why do we
Become
so incompatible ?

End up doing
What we
Knew?

Why is it getting
Impractical
To see through?

And then my thoughts
Wander
To you..

Do you? (A poem)-Part 1

Do you like what you do?
Do you get what you need?
Do you need what you want?
Do you want what you have?

Do you have what you get?
Do you hear what you see?
Do you see what you had?
Do you say what you know?

Do you know where to go?
Do you know what you know?
Do you go when you want?
Do you stay when you're low?

Do you grow what you plant?
Do you plant what you sow?
Do you sow what you reap?
Do you reap what you grow?

Do you learn when you fall?
Do you fall when you stop?
Do you stop when you think?
Do you think that you learn?

Do you love what you lost?
Do you keep what you tossed?
Do you toss what has cost?
Do you tick what you've crossed?

Do you know when to think?
Do you throw what you need?
Do you need what you like?
Do you like what you read?

Do you read what you want?
Do you want what you have?
Do you have what you like?
Do you like what you do?


Do you do you?
Do you do?
Do you?
Do?
?

Good and Bad (A small poem)

I am good
And I am bad
When I am happy
And when I am sad

And that is how
It is to be
But wait a second..
Theres another me!

Who stands and talks
With all such cares
As if he knew
Of all the stairs

That fellow men
Must all pass on
This second me
Is what I be!

But you are true
Oh my first one
For you can only
Kiss the sun!

And you can only
Touch sea beds
And you can only tell
This is heaven
And this is hell!!!

Awake arise
And stop not now
For you have reached
This place somehow

Not to just like
A naked gun
That fires all it has
Or lies just
With or without
Its beauties to rust!

I am good
And I am bad
When I am happy
And when I am sad!

Aquarium (A Poem)

We are all like fish
Caught in the aquarium of time..

Swimming,feeding,playing,breeding
In this pool sublime..

We have our own ways of living
In the parameters defined

We are free
Yet have to live in boundaries predetermined.

We are all like fish
Caught in the aquarium of time..

Some of us get larger tanks
And other not so large

It all depends where you were caught
Where they want you to be..

We think or we may be happy
As long as we can breathe..

We cultivate habits to live
They call it society..

You take us out of
Our playgrounds
We may keep finding friends..

As long as we can eat and sleep
Is all we need in the end..

We are all like fish
Caught in the aquarium of time..

Swimming,feeding,playing,breeding
In this pool sublime..

We need to find our streams and seas
Cause its where we belong..

And time is this aquarium where
This moment pulls along..

We want freedom
We have freedom

Yet its so hard to find freedom..

After all

We are all like fish
Caught in the aquarium of time..

Bound by humans
Who seem to be more refined..

We love our lives
Although we may be confined..

Lets hope we make it out one day
Living life more freely..

As time ticks on
So does each breath

We do not realize
Our lives will find a meaning when

We live in harmony..

We are all like fish
Caught in the aquarium of time..

We come in different shades and hues
That others may fancy

As long as we bring joy to them
And they can feel our peace

We can swim on and play again
In the waters of our dreams..

Wasted Years (A Song)

Shadows
Of Wasted time
Fill up my mind
And sail away

I see the sunset
I faced the tears
And after all this time
The wasted years

Walk away walk away
Walk away walk away

I still
Don't undersatand
If I was right
Or I was strong

Everything that I did
Never seemed wrong
Really wonder why now
I Sing this song

Walk away walk away
Walk away walk away

Shadows
Of Wasted time
Fill up my mind
And sail away

I see the sunset
I faced the tears
And after all this time
The wasted years

Walk away walk away
Walk away walk away

Circus(The War Song)

O Daddy!
The soldiers
marching through

Should I tell mama
That we may be
Leaving too?,

I don't seem
to see
Maurice

In all this
crowd
And this parade,

Lets go now
its time for
Winnie the Pooh!

Where is everybody
going?
Is there a new
Circus in Town?

Won't you speak to me
just
for a minute,

And please
tell me
whats going around?

So happy!
Is what you used to be
before

You tell me that
its
getting better

And then you say
""No!,
not anymore!""

We'll see
the
trapeze artists

In
the new
Circus in town

The Trainer
and
the Animals,

The Joker
and
the Clowns!!.........

Neptunes Pool (a Song)

Lady Winter Wild...
Went to Neptunes Pool
There she saw
A face in the water
Someone she knew..
Such a long long time ago!!
And then she heard a voice which said
"Don't be fool now.....
'cause he's gone now and he's dead"

(And the voice went on to say)

"Come to me
One summer's night
When your love flows
Just like mountain fires
Travel on the river
In your boat of fortune
Think of a love...
Its your only solution
So row it!!row it!!
Row it!!row it!!
Love is like the mist,
Mist is like the pain
And pain
Like the dew drops..
Before the falling rain!!
So row it!!row it!!
Row it!!row it!!

Lady Winter Wild...
Went to Neptunes Pool
There she heard
The voice of a swallow
Singing to her babies
As autumn leaves blew away!!

The Language (Wierd poetry)

I see a light
As darkness grows
Maybe its time
That I arose!

The sound is clear
As stillness speaks
Its all I know
Its all I need!

The language
The language
You speak..the language
Of my forefathers
In the night!

The language is
The last verdict
The language
The language
I find it hard
To understand!

The time has come
The time is now
When life embraces you
Somehow!

There must be a reason
That we speak
For life to tow
Forgotten pasts

The language
The language
You speak..the language
Of my forefathers
In the night!

The language is
The last verdict
There must be a reason
For this life!

I see a light
As darkness grows
Maybe its time
That I arose!

The sound is clear
As stillness speaks
Its all I know
Its all I need!

Will You Miss Me When I'm Gone? (A Song)

Will you miss me when i'm gone
Will you love me when I'm dead?

Will you know I was the one
For all the things I've done and said?

I have tried to make you see
My doors are open please come to me

Will you miss me when I'm gone
Will you love me when I'm dead?

I have felt you like when the winds
Caress the trees..

And I have moved around
And you thought there was no sound?

I have known you like the fishes
Know the oceans and the Seas!!

I have dream't of you in my daydreams
When half the world was fast asleep.

I'll regret it when you're gone
And let the pain still linger on

Will you miss me when I'm gone
Will you love me when I'm dead?

Turn The Tables (A Poem)
Turn the Tables,
Turn the time,
Turn it anywhere,
Anytime

Look around,
Look in my eyes
You'll see the stranger
Who had died

A thousand years,
Ten thousand times
Its all the same
But still its fine!

We are the creatures
Of this faith
That binds us here
In endless space

I have known you
You have known me
We've known each other
Since eternity

I have known you
You have known me
We know it all
Still we can't see

I have known you,
You have known me
Yes it was love
But now we're free

I have known you
You have known me
The pain reaches
Infinity..

I have known you
You have known me
Still we accept
Our destinies

Turn the tables
Turn the time
Turn it anywhere
Anytime..