" To understand just one life, you have to swallow the world." Well i wont open the doors nor the windows to my world, but I'm ready to allow peep-holes!

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

This I wrote for them on their 53rd anniversary

A thousand miles we have passed along
And a million footsteps behind
Each a journey of unending emotions,
Some-where I walked along with you,
A few-few steps behind;

All in all
Those have been lovely days
Of long afternoons
And those of them
which saw cold nights
Were always spent in the warmth
Found from the embrace of my lover you;

You have been there
And I with you
As we both have walked ahead-
Arm in arm,
step by step,
We have come this far
And now I wish
Not only for afternoons-warm
But for a thousand million cold nights
To be spent in the warmth
Found from the embrace of my lover you...

Friday, July 11, 2008

someday love will find you

Someday love will find you

And ask of where you’ve been

You in your motion picture

Might call it a magical thing

For those of you who stand there looking

It’s the worst kind of sin

With empty eyes

And jagged stares

You’ll pierce its heart

Bleed a voice

It won’t be the wounded love

The incessant cry might be yours

But then maybe

You’ll stay there soundless

Hard and numb

Whispery sorrows waiting to benumb

Feet will be heavy

Ground quick sand

You in the middle

Nothing to understand

Or it might be you

The happy and the creep

Standing there laughing

Calling it nature’s cheek

You the almighty

And god your meddling freak

Better off than that crazy one

Who walks back all the way

Finds love in the middle of the street one day

And traverses the path everyday

Passing by the ghettos

Where those waiting for love’s arrival stay

The crooked and the hungry

Pitiable in their own pathetic way

Tall will stand those who were widowed

By loves helpless way

In eyes of others

Calling for love to show up again

Hoping in the deadened night

Of comfort brought by his arms

Questions crossing thy fruitless brain

When loving will call upon

Which one would you choose to play?

Wednesday, July 9, 2008

Sitting in the dark
you look at me
as I wander on
along the lonely street,

Shadows of the moon
follow me
as they make me detest certainity;

Half a penny
is my time's worth
as empty dreams trouble me,

The trees they sway
to a tune unknown
I follow it
even as I bemoan.

Your love
my loss
kindles in a smokey street
where I walk
as if half in ecstasy...

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

My Night

Align Center

Sullen skies of ecstasy
Distant from earth-
The ground
That holds me,
Thou I shall never see
For far from reality
You seem to be;

Oh! zephyr of midnight bliss
I refuse to let you
Caress me
For far from comfort
I shall always be;

Twinkling stars
Of hope you speak
Shielding sorrow
Swathe me
For far from sight
Does hope gleam;

“My” moon
You were once to me
Now a distant foe
You seem to be,
You bring with you
Your friend the night
Whose darkness imbibes me
For far from dreams
I seem to be...

Friday, March 21, 2008

Deja Vu

In the distance

When the moon sings

Of earthly ballads

In crimson tones

And across the hill

When a bird flies

Over the fears

Of mortal souls

I dance

To a whispery tone

With a deep caress

Of your ever lasting hold

I sway

To the rhythm divine

In an exquisite


A meeting

Which I have already borne

In a day

I have lived before.

Thursday, March 20, 2008


When i look at you
I see me through-
a weakened soul
of blithering blues
a shrunken spirit
of darkened hues
a naked body
with nothing to lose;

The flight
of thy worldly garb
shows the plight
of this lonesome bard.

Saturday, March 15, 2008



fearsome devil;

misunderstood antagonistic hermit.

P.S: I would like you to do the same- Saurabh Jain, Shakir Hasnain, Bobby(skullbolt), purple deepens, anyone who is finding this intriguing.

Thursday, March 6, 2008

Where did you go my little one?
My wonder princess tonight.

Do not wander way too far,
To the doting wolf’s delight.

Where did you go my little one?
My angel heart are you alright?

Come back my dear one,
I wish to see you this night.

Do you know my princess prized?
I have come this day.

Don’t walk on home
Look back where I sit apprised.

Do you know my princess prized?
I love you so much I couldn’t say.

You were there
Where I sit all alone hypnotized.

Your whispery tone,
How should I hear it again?

Do you talk while I bemoan
And laugh at that dead man’s grave?

Your whispery tone
It says you have forgotten me.

I am your keep
your prison mate

I saw you sitting by the dead man’s grave
Your prison
Your quest
Your place.

You’ve left the bench on which I sate
Wandering again to your dead man’s grave.

Tuesday, February 26, 2008


Showeth on thee
You seemed to be
It’s the way you’ve come to be

Your only sin
One word for your wrong
Thy worldly garb

That’s what you were
The punishment you bemoan
Thy heart made of gold

Your last drawn breath
The intermediate fall
End of your everlasting cry.