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Wither

2011-08-18T06:25:00.001+10:00

I've been down many roads,
Called a lot of places home.
Made more than a few friends
Intending to forget none.

Words may live forever,
Ink has a life of it's own.
My letters have lost all meaning,
The messenger goes on and on.

My clock keeps on ticking,
Night gives way to dawn.
The old unwilling to wither
Wishing to see the new born.

Open Heart

2011-06-17T02:21:00.001+10:00

I closed my eyes and opened up my heart
Threw my hands up in the air and said I love you
You chuckled out aloud and shook your head
Threw your arms around me and hugged real tight
You stepped back a bit and I held your hands
You looked into my eyes and I stared back
You shook your head again and turned around
I stood there and watched you walk away
I stood still for a while and then laughed out loud
And that's when I saw YOU just passing by
I called out aloud and asked your name
You stopped surprised and asked who was I
I closed my eyes and opened up my heart

Down-trodden

2011-05-20T18:46:00.005+10:00

I go many places
I walk many roads
Life's a bit down-trodden
A little fetid and a tad worn

But I keep moving
Going where my feet take me
But lately something's been a-prickling
A thorn now deeper a-poking

It's the truth I've stepped over
And choices I shouldn't have heeled to
The many lines I've toed over
And promises I should've stood up to

But I tread on
Patched, frayed and torn
Not a life I'd really choose
But lately I've just become my shoes

Seeking you

2011-05-09T05:33:00.002+10:00

I'm looking for you.
I suppose for a reason or two.
Maybe I need something
Or perhaps I want to give.

In any case all I ask is
To remember it's about me.
Yes I'm seeking you but
Only then sought let yourself be.

Out of time

2011-04-20T01:37:00.001+10:00

I ran out of time
And out of my world
I walked right off the edge
Onto an unknown another one
Where bits and pieces
Of bits and pieces larger
Floated around
Round and round
Square, triangle and round
Yes I was dreaming
As if I could've
Yes then I would've
Held on to everything
Tighter and closer
But I ran out of time

Whine

2011-03-11T02:39:00.002+11:00

Everything now adds up to about less than nothing.
Insignicant is now what used to be the best of me.

It took me long to learn to cherish what I had in hand,
What I had in hand didn't take too long to turn and leave.

You, my friend, had always everywhere held my hand.
I knew this wouldn't last forever and you too'll leave.
But in wake of that did you really have to amputate me?

Don't worry, I'll survive, I'll see these days through too.
I'm sorry. What was that? O! That doesn't really suit you?

I'll leave this house, this street, this town if that's your wish.
Yes yes, I'll clean up too before I hand over the keys.

And you sir, you there, standing and trying to judge me
If I'm giving up or breaking down or just stepping aside
Don't stress yourself, forget everything and move on. Really.

My Niche

2011-01-30T16:54:00.001+11:00

I spent more time than that was needed
Cleaning up the soot in the lamp niche,
The bit that stuck in the corners,
The bit that had grown stubborn in time.

I eventually got it all out
And marvelled at the now clean niche.
I then sighed and turned around to see
All the ash that once was my home.

Wall vs Void

2010-11-03T01:32:00.001+11:00

Keep walking along the wall
Feeling it's rough endlessness
In your outstretched seeking hands.
Confirm your trap in this darkness.

Sometimes you just know
That you'll only in vain scream.
Sometimes you just can't.
But seldom is this moment it.

The void doesn't offer much safety.
But then the wall didn't much either.
It's more an option than a choice really.
Only it takes a tad more courage

You truly know you're on your own
After only a couple of steps within.
The void did have some answers, see?
Now all you have to do is open your eyes.

The reluctant assassin

2010-05-24T05:03:00.001+10:00

The reluctant assassin
Picked up his gun again.
No. He wouldn't - couldn't do it.
Not because he swore any oath
But 'cuz his hands shook.

Take care of himself
He didn't want this way.
But this was his job,
Thus he earnt his bread.
Bang! He shot himself.

Swirly lights and loud drums
welcomed him at last -
Faint heart beats and ICU lights.
And after all lived on
The reluctant assassin.

Weapon of Choice

2009-08-29T15:45:00.002+10:00

"You'll never have if you want it too bad."
And there are several ways to say it.
And yet more and more each every moment
I want it, need it, seek it, desire it.

"You're only human to want evermore."
And there are several ways to say it.
But it's not wealth, health, power or fame
Too trivial yet my heart does require it.

"Ain't nothing there like whole and complete truth."
And there are several ways to say it.
Do as best as you can and tell me why
The gun, you yourself did not fire it.

Forget it

2009-08-29T07:24:00.002+10:00

"I would have if... if I could have"

And yet I did just such a thing

Taking out that leftover taste

I eyed it with much scrutiny

To discover its bitter origins

For hours its surface I prodded

I sliced it, sectioned it, starched it

Until finally I found it

The truth albeit hit me bit hard

Like stench stronger than expected

A memory it only was

Tagged and stored "Bad, Forget it."

One day...

2009-08-21T06:21:00.002+10:00

Twice I walked the endless road
And thrice missed out the tree
Fourth time pointed out a toad,
"Buy five, get six trees free!"

"I'll buy seven just tell me how."
I asked times eight politely
On ninth he said, "Yes but not now."
Ten more to sow yet had he!

The Dark Forest 5

2009-07-22T17:06:00.003+10:00

A thousand headed monster with a million eyes
Or a gaol of stars that've fallen from the skies
Freedom to whom a mighty Comet-Hunter denies
- Just more unbelieved truths or well believed lies

Midnight Madness

2009-04-03T02:57:00.002+11:00

Go on........
Laugh at me.
Because at one past midnight
I'm suddenly missing you.
I'll stay up
Thinking its really you
The photo I'm looking at
And at it I'll look all night.
Then what?
When the night ends?
The photo I'll hide somewhere
And you, for a while, I'll forget.
Go on.........
Laugh at me.
Because at two past midnight
I'm wishing this night never ends.

Another digup!

The Enchantress

2009-04-03T02:43:00.002+11:00

The clouds were veiling in the purple sky
The full moon, rising tonight bright & shy.
But light sifted this dark misty element
And outlit the many eyes of gloaming firmament.

Shimmered in purple gloom, a stream shallow & small
That crackled away its waters over a squat fall
Over rocks & pebbles, smooth & clean
With little rainbow trouts moving in.

By the stream there sat a lass
As bright as an angel, as divine as a goddess.
The light from her soul outlit the sifting moonlight.
As beautiful as a fairy, she was out in the might.

The water played her notes & nightingales sang the song.
The grasses swayed in wind and danced trees along.
Night-queens too fragranced the air
For the enchantress, who sat in her lair.

But she just gazed the clouds in the purple sky
Veiling the full moon rising tonight bright & shy.
The moon came out to see her overwhelming beauty,
She flipped into a bat & vanished in the darkness of wee.

Something I wrote ages ago. (Literally!)

The Seashell Seeker

2009-03-31T01:45:00.001+11:00

He went where his wobbly feet took him
Uncaring of length and directions.
Watched over by his mother with vim
With a smile and heart full of cautions.

Everyday he'd land on a shore farther
Than the day and the year previous.
Each day he'd collect a pebble smoother
To the world of shells oblivious.

But it wasn't long before he found one,
An amazingly smooth Mollusc shell.
And with it a strong inclination
To all mysteries coastal unravel.

He grew up proud and well resourced,
With worthy knowledge and collection
Best of the beach and entire shore,
Having roamed its each-every section.

Until one day a girl new in town
Found a seashell as big as a mouse.
He shattered it and buried in ground
After stealing it from her own house.

She cried for days and looked all around.
He regained his rank but not his pride.
Until one day a true mentor he found.
On a seashell-seller he relied.

He grew up to be as good as him.
And found himself wondrous relics.
He gave her a shell with an alike trim
And confessed his deed apologetic.

The little girl now tall and pretty
Smiled at him and took in hers his hand
And softly slipped him something nitty,
A small round pearl shining bright bland.

A Magical World

2009-03-30T03:32:00.004+11:00

It's a magical world.
Mid January summer,
Saturday night Melbourne,
Flinders St. station crowd.

A dead escalator,
20:00 Sydenham just missed!
A broken bag strap,
And an undone shoe-lace.

The day-work fatigue,
Baking dusky heat,
With stench of smokes
And beer in air.

It's a magical world..
Babel of over 50 tongues,
Yet easily people converse.
My YPK3 on low batt.

Birds feeding on litter,
Blowies buzzing over head
In a crowd of five hundred
On platform five.

The 20:14 Sydenham
Only half an hour late.
What more could happen?
Then a dusty wind swept!

It's a magical world.
Hasty blinks, some eye-rubbing
Is all that it really takes.
A little imagination too.

A purple red horizon,
Silhouetted birds against sky,
Light mist fogging the air,
With some rosy fragrance.

The whole world is fairy lit.
The playlist's too my favourite.
But has an outta-place chime
Definitely that of your anklets.

It's a magical world.
I look for you in the mist,
What more to see I'd wish?
The 20:14 arrives smoking!

Intertwined

2009-03-27T02:54:00.002+11:00

I see your bosom heave
With the growing weight inside.
I see how hard you try
To try and not look into my eyes.
You sit close and yet not lean
And make sure your feet don't touch mine.
You breathe in deep and slowly let out,
While your long loose hair softly play on my face.
And yet you so tightly clutch my hand
Ensure I, too, like this moment don't fade away soon,
And our fate, like fingers, is intertwined in each others hands.

The Dark Forest 1-4

2009-03-27T02:42:00.006+11:00

A labyrinth of strangled thickets
Trees that've outgrown and outlived Death
Infested, held and dwelt by crickets
A legion of eyes beyond count and math

Black fog unknown murks the swampy air
Revealing only what the woods wish
The endless undergrowth plays a lair
To creatures, I'd rede to there not squish

Rather than conform and in time reveal
The darkness itself seemingly blinds you
The rustling is too a grim aeonian peal
Like grumbles of those lost here were who

But there's a place quite misplaced in there
Very quiet and brightly lit too
Some have heard there lives a dragon rare
But none have lived to tell the tale true

...

COMMENTS

The Dark Forest - 1
nan said... @ 25 March 2009 21:23
Whats cooking inside the dark forest ? :-o
Temme soon
Awaiting part 2 ;)

Sanket Rathod said... @ 25 March 2009 22:04
hee hee ...
i'm making it up as i go... but...
stay tuned!

The Dark Forest - 2
nan said... @ 26 March 2009 17:22
What an imagery !

The Dark Forest - 3
nan said... @ 26 March 2009 15:59
Like grumbles of those lost here were who..
Hmm so the story is getting better ;)
Wassup next ??

The Dark Forest - 4
nan said... @ 27 March 2009 11:49
So you are about to narrate a folklore with dragons and wizards? ;)

Sanket Rathod said... @ 27 March 2009 12:31
...maybe...
...maybe not!

Winged Heart

2009-03-23T06:13:00.002+11:00

pale fallen leaves
scattered long hair
autumn dry wind
off-shoulder slipped scarf
shimmering gold sunshine
hand-shaded eyes
stand still moment
a newly winged heart

WHO (am I)?

2009-03-12T05:37:00.004+11:00

What end this road shall end to?
What life this moment shall live to?
Will ever I find out I am who?
Will then I be who I want to?

The air it seems took your side too.
Breathe unclogged will I ever be able to ?
Deter from me didn't all delight too.
Then why can't I smile without you?

Choking me from inside, my cries,
Unvoiced do they reach you?
Haunting me, all my fallen sighs
In cold wind do they caress you?

My words, my thoughts, what-if-s, what-not-s,
Unto you each utterance unspoken opts,
Alive or dead, a wish road to tread,
And for you to eons serenade.

Seeking with shut eyes my hands,
Outstretched do they find you?
Murmurings mine, alone among friends
In sweet decay do they liven you?

Zest and vigour, doubts long outgrew.
Part at all, did we really have to?
Walk a paved road, I never expected to.
Sans destiny, journey, how I should?

What end and achievement , do I fight to?
Will glory outshine the pain I've been through?
Find time enough in this life will I to love you?
Or spend it seeking an answer to the WHO?

Buzz...

2009-03-05T02:11:00.001+11:00

i shut my ears
and there's still that buzz
coming from but here
taunting me the 'how it wuz'

i shut my eyes
well, as if that'd help
and answer me why
i've lately still been myself

Eyes Only

2009-02-13T06:34:00.002+11:00

As many spare afternoons as they always had
He spent following his most favourite fad.
Talking, sitting closer than fair and necessary,
Seeking an already long acquired treasury
In her eyes.

As she talked and expressively waved,
Each little or loud clink her bangles made
Matching now and then with the ring of her laughter,
He knew he madly tried to keep up and chase after
Her rolling eyes.

He saw her pluck one bye one the rose petals
That he took great care to bring her as he pedalled.
Soon he saw something and smiled an 'It's OK' smile,
The regret of what she'd been doing all the while
In her eyes.

But one afternoon he didn't sit at all any close,
Nor did he let her pluck petals of a daisy or a rose
For he whelmed her with not one but blossoms eleven.
And with just one gesture she answered his question,
Her affirming eyes.

Golden Grey

2009-02-09T01:20:00.002+11:00

It is on days as such
I feel alive very much
When winds talk to me
And make me feel free

In shimmering sunlight
That shines golden white
Everthing in my view
Looks serene and new

Those scattered grey clouds
They shroud from all doubts
Both my mind and soul
Now together and whole

I had a really beautiful Sunday!

For Nan

2009-02-04T04:07:00.006+11:00

I stumbled upon a strange page
The kind you find only in modern age.
Not made of papyrus or of any wood,
Yet call it a 'log' why (I wondered) anyone should?

In a place that, usually, a spider spins,
Where men surf without tails or fins,
They called it a blog (web + log) and it came from
A place called w-w-w dot Blogger dot com.

Well, writ on it were such strange stories
Of sadness, despair, guilt and worries
That make your heart ache and spirits fall.
But soon, like all, you bump (head first) against a wall.

You'd made a mountain out of a molehill
And laugh out loud against your will.
A little fun is what, there, everyone seeks
And that (dear friends) is the way Nandhini speaks.

Red Blood Red

2009-01-28T12:17:00.001+11:00

Jab. Back stab.
A sad crunch. A shocked sigh!
Yes. The perfect answer.
And oh the satisfaction!
Of colour red.
Red. Blood red.
Of smiling that wicked smile.
That satisfied smile.
At last.
Yes. A little sweat.
On forehead.
But gone with a wipe of hand.
Of colour red.
Red. Blood red.

Unconfined

2009-01-09T01:37:00.002+11:00

I live this moment
With time untied
I rejoice and celebrate
A herald uncried

I don't chase my future
Nor past unwind
But find that with present
Too I unbind

I'm destined by many
And yet unbound
A keeper and seeker
Of knowledge unfound

I'm never lost or forgotten
And yet unsought
A recall of reminiscences
Of battles unfought

To the spheres of ordinary
I'm not unkind
But in this world realised
I live unconfined

Crimson-Turquoise

2009-01-05T02:54:00.002+11:00

He lives in a crimson-turquoise world

In a turquoise house with crimson doors
On Crimson Street in Turquoise Grove
Under a turquoise sky with a crimson sun
By a turquoise river with a crimson bank

Turquoise periwinkles and crimson daises
Grow inside a crimson-turquoise fence
Crimson birds with turquoise beaks
Play at the crimson-turquoise fountain

Sitting in a turquoise chair on a crimson deck
Wearing a turquoise shirt with crimson collars
Sipping crimson tea from a turquoise mug
He reads a turquoise book with a crimson cover

Through turquoise curtains to the crimson deck
Peeks a face with sleepy disheveled crimson hair
And a hand adorned with turquoise pearls
She blows him a crimson-turquoise kiss

They live in a crimson-turquoise world

Red Horizon

2008-12-23T05:59:00.001+11:00

She silently watched the horizon turn red
The day satisfactorily coming to an end
His breath played softly caressing her neck
Her hands still lay held in his hands

He silently watched the horizon turn red
The day grudgingly coming to an end
Few loose locks played softly on her neck
His hands still lay held in her hands

They silently watched the horizon now red
The day had to, had come to an end
He held his breath, she closed her eyes
And wished each other to let go today

Monsters

2008-12-22T06:19:00.002+11:00

Monsters only lived in books
And books stayed on the shelves
Shelves were a stack of rickety wood
And wood only woodcutters'd sell

Sell and buy was what money did
Money always stayed in wallets
Wallets only grown-ups carried
And grown-ups we never were

We played in fields, on streets, on tracks
In any place anybody'd spare
Places that didn't have any names
And names never had last names

Last was supposed to never arrive
Arrived each year new friends
Friends always came in groups of ten
Ten was the time for bed

Beds were always a lair of tales
Tales of great heroes and villains
Villains weren't always that bad
Except monsters that came back

"There"

2008-12-11T04:40:00.007+11:00

The memory of being "there"
Finally overwhelms me.
The question I ask is not "where"
But "how long it has been."

My footprints haven't faded yet,
Again I'm tracing them back.
In sands of time they have been set
Only by any long absences' lack.

Still such great loss fills my heart.
The weight of those dead moments
Which, with your thoughts, did part
Lingers, haunts, chokes and torments.

The Flutter

2008-11-09T03:28:00.006+11:00

Your hands are steady, your fingers calm.
Your lips aren't curved, in a smile or a frown.

Your heart is not beating fast or aloud.
Yes, sitting this close, I sure can make out.

But your eyes foretell me anyway,
The flutter on their lashes gives you away.

So, are you framing a very difficult question
Or an answer - perfect - to your expectations?

The River and The Boat

2008-11-02T00:44:00.005+11:00

My love is that of the blatant boat
Seeking pleasure in making the water quiver
Your love is that of the silent river
Embracing the boat, just letting it float

Palette

2008-10-04T21:52:00.001+10:00

For Amy

Close your eyes and think of someplace.
No, I can't take you but I'll try and paint.
Only I wish, all the colours you see,
I have on my palette before you dream.

Traveller Unnamed

2008-10-01T15:52:00.008+10:00

Lost in the woods
The traveller unnamed
Felt quite at home

Found a mysterious book
In language unknown
He read anyway

Saw a lit lamp afar
A flea-bitten shack
He walked away

Reached the end of woods
Finished the book
Didn't like the end

Black and White

2008-09-26T05:34:00.004+10:00

Don't get any closer
Don't dare go away
Just wait right there
Till I lose myself
And my mind

Don't get any closer
Before I close my eyes

I wonder why
I spend so much time
Braiding my hair
That you so like
Thus scattered

I wonder why
Tomorrow again I will

Well let me hide
Behind its black veil
Too long I've been
This pure and white
And survived

Well let me hide
And yet unveil

Don't get any closer
Don't dare go away
Wait one more moment
Till I lose myself
Completely

Don't get any closer
Let me

The beginning

2008-09-10T06:00:00.008+10:00

Now you know what you want to feel
It's just that you want me to make you feel it
It's just that I too want you to feel it
And that is exactly why you want to feel it

It's the beginning of this mutual knowledge
That stirs up this chaos of thoughts
Chaos that somehow make perfect sense
Almost like fulfillment of a prophecy

Seems like a colossal yet well contrived conspiracy
Of all elements ethereal and of earth
Seems like the pieces have been forever moving
Only You and I have just joined in

There is a certain slant of light now
That those dull clouds are obediently sifting
But then the air is humid and heavy
Ready to shower emotions in rain drop every

There is a cool breeze that wasn’t before
That slowly ruffles your hair and scarf
I can so clearly hear the rustling of leaves
They too are exclaiming the anticipation I feel

I can see the smile you haven’t yet smiled
And I can see that you know I've seen it
I can feel goose bumps all over me
Only they are the result of your anxiety

I know which tune your mind is dancing to now
You have only just perceived its puzzling prelude
But I have already heard the entire symphony
In both our hearts it's loudly beating

I can feel the shiver that's rising in you
I foresee which toes you're going to twitch
I already know the path of the drop of sweat
Trickling on your back even you don’t know where

I can see the explosions of colour in your eyes
I can feel the feelings that possess your heart
I can palpate each beat that your heart's skipping
I can conceive in you the arrival of inevitability

Nothing is now what was a moment ago
And I know it never will be once this one passes
But it will be an eternity before that happens
And I'll tell you it's only the beginning

The beginning of this conspired prophecy
The beginning of this explosive harmony
The beginning of this heart & soul piercing melody
The beginning of this moment's eternity

Now what?

2008-08-08T01:28:00.007+10:00

Exhilaration

Before even knowing I've won

Sadness, despair and disappointment

After actually winning

Now what?

O stranger

2008-07-16T23:56:00.005+10:00

Lead me O Stranger
To treachery and betrayal
If you must, or not.

Lead me O Stranger
To love and happiness
If you want, or not.

Leave me not O Stranger
Here, alone, stranded
If you could, I beg.

Stray Leaf in Love

2008-07-05T05:56:00.005+10:00

I am a stray leaf in love
In love
With the wind that carries me
With the dust that accompanies me
With the sun that ages me
With the rain that decays me
With the road that ignores me
With the green grass that mocks me
With the seasons that lived and died with me
With the whirlwind that took pride in me
With the artist that immortalised me
With the rake that disposed me
With the fire that burnt me

Starry Dreams

2008-04-27T21:53:00.004+10:00

Why are there stars
That have to be so far?
Why do they thus shine
And still be a part of night?

Why do I dream
For what I only can wish?
And why I have to wish
For what that's not just a dream?

Price

2008-03-17T22:28:00.004+11:00

I walked on
Just for the fun of doing it.
Never knowing where to go.
And never wanting to.

And then you came
And made me want from life.
But that too came with a price
Of parting you.

You and I

2008-03-02T21:49:00.003+11:00

I look into the shadows.
I listen to the voice of night.
I feel the air crawling on my skin
As if choosing the right spot.
I taste the damp chill.
I smell Your presence.
And I know You have arrived.

I have felt it all before.
I have let You come and go.
I have sworn to forbid you
From presence and existence.
I have battled You and bled.
I have failed and fallen.
And here You come again.

I shut my eyes.
You lurk even closer.
I spread my arms and bar you
But too slow, too late.
I finally give up.
You win, You gloat.
We pounce.

Here

2008-01-31T13:17:00.002+11:00

Time runs faster here.
I know 'coz I'm always late.
There's always something to do
And yet I find time to miss you.

Days are longer here
I know 'coz night never falls.
Dinner's usually at midnight
But to me it's always twilight.

Jewellery, even of the minorest sorts,
I know no one here adorns.
Often yet I hears those sounds.
Bangles clinking. Anklets tinkling.

I don't have many friends here.
I know 'coz I never feel alone.
Still I long for that special warmth
A feeling of heart and past, it is now.

It's only the beginning of "here".
And I know 'coz I'm not tired.
The journey alone is, sure not much fun
But I have to reach the destination.

High

2008-01-26T23:59:00.003+11:00

Pound, bang, slam, wham!
Not on the stereo, the music's in my head.
The world is spinning, or is it me?
I don't know and I don't care.

Everything stirs, blurs, whirrs!
Am I drugged or plain addicted
To this nonsense self-sufficient identity
That I think only I possess?

Try, smile, sigh, why?
You dunno how hard it is to decide.
Better to go into this lonely trance
And pretend to be on high.

Sanket

2007-12-22T05:51:00.002+11:00

I.
I am Sanket.
I am a Sign.
A Gesture. An Expression.
A look of an eye. A twitch of a smile.
Know me?
Show me how quick you are.
Catch a glimpse, a nod, a word, a touch.
A Sanket.
I am a meaning.
Define yourself.
I am an omen.
Decide yourself.
A message, a hope, a ray of light, a lovenote, you wrote yourself.
I am Sanket.
I am a mystery, a fantasy - imagine yourself. I am an epic in two syllables itself.
I am Sanket.
I.
I am a cipher.
Come. Decipher Yourself.

Masterpiece

2007-07-12T14:40:00.002+10:00

A long time has passed.
Dust has settled on me and around.
This room has grown old and grey.
The masterpiece I had promised myself
Has not even started to take form.
And I too am lost in this stretch of time.

But now you come and awake me,
Stir life in this dead and decayed place,
Write your name on the dust on my desk,
With a gentle scribble of your fingers.
I get up and follow you out of the room
Forgetting the masterpiece, now complete, behind.

Pursuit

2007-04-30T05:48:00.002+10:00

I shut myself.
The least I can help
My poor little mind.
Solace, it finds, confined.

I lock the door,
With locks five or four.
I leave a window ajar,
To world, outside yet far.

I peep outside,
Past late at night
And attempt to interact
With silence in fact.

And then I smile,
With world reconcile.
There's a glowing light
Far, yet in sight.

I'm not alone
To darkness prone.
There are others too
In dark, who, light pursue.

My Life

2007-04-21T12:26:00.001+10:00

A moment at a time
A lifetime I live out
For tomorrow I wait
When I meet my life

Tomorrow reveals itself
Unleashing mist and fog
Hiding my way from me
Fencing me from my life

A step at a time
Towards my life I trot
Though unclear is the path
I see her not so far

Where will she lead me?
Where will I lead us?
My life still lies in fog
But hand in hand we’ll walk

half past noon heat

2007-04-16T22:57:00.003+10:00

It's making my mind race
This half past noon heat
It's making my eyes shut and open
And slowly I'm starting to like it

My thoughts stray into dreams
That, watch at day, I dont dare to
And the sweat on my chest
Is trickling down where I want you

Please hold your scarf steady
Don't once let it slide down
To reveal underneath the skin sweaty
Turning in the heat from peach to brown

It's making my hands race
This half past noon heat
It's making your eyes shut and open
And slowly you're starting to like it

Too Big to Believe

2007-04-09T20:30:00.001+10:00

The world is too big to believe.
I think it ends there,
At that tree,
The last one that I see.
And that bend
Seems the gate of the world.
That's where I came from,
Doesn't matter where from.
And through it I'll go out,
Doesn't matter where to.

The world is too big to believe.
I think it ends there,
At that piece of land,
Where the end of my shadow falls.
And beyond it
Lies a world all unknown.
I know I haven't come from,
Then why must it matter to me.
I know I won't even go to,
Then why must it matter at all.

I & Sky

2007-04-01T22:53:00.001+10:00

In my heart
I feel it strong
In my mind
I know it's wrong

Atop a cliff
I'm standing staring down
Whisper of wind
Is the only sound

If I jump
I think I'll fly
But that's not
Quite acceptable to sky

Hero

2007-04-01T05:28:00.001+10:00

I looked into his face
My end's, my destruction's
Didn't move an inch
Looked right into his eyes

Yes I was a hero

I was afraid
And frozen in fear
Too weak to step up and fight
He missed his aim

Yes I was a hero

I do it everyday
Consruct my destruction
Then face it again
And if I survive

I am a hero

And If he misses

I am a hero

There are times when...

2007-03-13T23:25:00.001+11:00

There are times when loneliness
Is felt amidst a crowd.
And the emptiest, most silent place
Laughs out hollow and loud.

There are times when what you seek
Is growing wild all around.
And look for you, the great and meek
When you dont want to be found.

There are times when happiness
Tastes like a draught of gloom.
And The Paradise of Grace
Is found in The Dessert of Doom.

There are times when every dream
Is counted unjust unfair.
And the wish-fulfilling stream
Is all but a dark, damp, nightmare.

And there are times when life's tide
Turns forever low, dry and stone hard.
It's when you know each taken stride
Is a step closer to The Final-Yard.

My Search

2007-03-07T07:13:00.001+11:00

I am still searching.
What for? I'm still wondering.
Is it answers to my questions?
Or itself questions?

The darkness around me is growing,
Within me entering.
Myself even I cannot find
Did I leave it somewhere behind?

May be I never had
Just in a mundane body I was clad
The true 'I' will come along
After going a distance long

Night Fight

2007-03-05T06:10:00.001+11:00

I am tired, feel sleepy
But tommorrow is where I don't want to be
It's past too late
Yet I don't want to go to bed
Because then
I wouldn't know when
Shall come the morning
Without a warning
And will just start the day
The "I don't want" way
So I won't sleep
A promise I know I won't keep
After an hour or two
Like all, I'll lose this battle too
But untill then I'll fight
To try and outlive the night

Face

2007-02-28T23:24:00.001+11:00

I see it when it is not in front of me
And even when the bearer is hiding it from me

I see it in the morning when my eyes see their first sight
Till the evening when the sun sets & sets the last ray of light

I see it when I’m sipping on a hot mug of coffee
Or when spiced with ginger and mint is half a cup of tea

I see it when a cook grinds cinnamon and clove
Or when a roasting chapatti swells on a burning stove

I see it in the fragrance of a freshly mown lawn
And clearly if there is fog and dew that very morn

I see it when I hear the rustle of the leaves
Or when I smell the scent that the hot earth, when wet, brews

I see it in the sound of bells from the distant temples
Or when in the noise of crowd, I hear the chime of bangles

I see it in my mind residing in every thought
Sometimes weaving a poetry, sometimes a fairytale plot

I see it in the starlit sky, stretched on the Milky Way
And in my dreams I see it, when my eyes closed stay

In brightest light I see it, I see it in darkness
It is all that I see now, it is your shining face

cIpher

2007-02-28T04:48:00.002+11:00

I am lost
In the heap of myself
Squeezed to nothing
And stretched to infinity
All strangled up in myself
Twisted and knotted
Every bit incomprehensible

I am thrown beyond the end
In the confinements of infinity
Seeking a crowded solitude
Flying among the forces of gravity
Falling from elevations unreachable
Drowning into depths unsinkable

I am but a dispersed flare
Or am I an extinguished inferno
A glowing darkness, a singing silence
A tower sans base, a corner of a sphere
A thought never conveyed
A language never expressed
I am a blot of wisdom insane

I have no value, no significance
No identity, no existence
I am no matter, no vacuum
No mass, no energy
Just a nought, a cipher
That’s all I am!