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Starry Dreams

Published by Sanket Rathod under , , , on Sunday, April 27, 2008

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

Published by Sanket Rathod under , , , , on Monday, March 17, 2008

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

Published by Sanket Rathod under , , , , , on Sunday, March 02, 2008

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

Published by Sanket Rathod under , , , , , , on Thursday, January 31, 2008

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

Published by Sanket Rathod under , , on Saturday, January 26, 2008

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.

 

cipher

ci•pher (also cy•pher) /ˈsī-fər/ noun
1 a secret way of writing, especially one in which a set of letters or symbols is used to represent others 
2 a code: a message in cipher 
3 (formal, disapproving) a person or thing of no importance. 
4 (BrE) the first letters of sb’s name combined in a design and used to mark things.
— Middle English cifre, from Old French, from Medieval Latin cifra, from Arabic ṣifr, from ṣafira, to be empty, translation of Sanskrit śūnyam.

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