Tuesday, March 31, 2009

DIFFICULTIES TIMES AHEAD…


DIFFICULTIES TIMES AHEAD…

Spurting out in a drizzle
When the clouds fizzled
The atmosphere wasn’t fizzy

Nothing was in a bloom
Making it a cast a deeper gloom
Spelling a disruptive doom
Along with the threat that loom

Nature gave away the tears
Validating our worst fears
Of the consequence of the harm
We had caused to our worldwide farm

Sharing its grievances…
The earth sobbed like a child…
On the shoulder of man-kind
Warning to be wary of the future times

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Life has gotta have love


LOVE IS IN THE AIR

Love is in the air…
Love is in the face…
…the twinkling eyes had the glitter…
For once did they not flicker?
Lost in the vision of my dear…
…nights seem small
& days appear a trifle…
…eyes gleam with the glow of her face…
…mind is omnipresent around her…
& the heart, believe it or not
Beats more for her than my own self…
…food & water meanwhile
Keep betraying the laws of thirst & hunger…
…because they too
…now have an appetite of her presence
I breathe with my lungs
…the oxygen of your vision
& smell with my nose
…the aroma of your presence
…life was long
Before all this happened…
…now it is shortened in this heaven…
With all that has happened

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Music...to my ears & eyes


MUSIC

Life begins with music…
…the gentle cry of a baby child
…the silent dance of the sapling
…the smiling faces of new parents

Life grows with music…
…the sweet words of a tot
…the swaying of the tree
…the howl of the cat
…the enthusiastic words of ecstatic parents

Life matures with music…
…the humming of the birds
…the shades of the trees
….the admiring faces of elders
…the eye coordination of animals

Life falls in love with music…
…the silent beats of my heart
…the adorable face of the better half
…the signs of happiness on her face
...the glint of gaiety in her eyes

Life survives with music…
…the cries of pain
…the gurgling of water
…the mournful call for help
…the passionate beats of a drum
…the encouraging rhythm of a guitar

Life ends with music…
…the deathly silence
…the tears of disbelief
…the rustling of lifeless leaves
…the fierce flames of fire

& the beginning of a new journey with…
…the laughter of the soul
…the smile of contentment

Sunday, March 22, 2009

The Brighter Side



The Brighter Side

Waking up with a startled dream
I felt dizzy right away on my bed
Transcending my imagination it flourished
Giving no little trace

Inundated with sound
Echoing the laughing chuckles
The room gave way
To a sucking black hole that slay

Trying to survive
I stood in surprise
Attempting to save my life
Only to fall on the carpet that surround

Pulled by the gravity that exterminate
Fighting against my false pride
Asking for salvation in my resolve
I prayed for the light of my life

As the receded noise in the enormous hope
Keeping me afloat in the monstrous storm
Where now there was no dope
Of the boisterous self destruction pact

Light reflected from the golden gates ahead
Brightness traversed across that side
But it was gloomy on my side
Prohibiting me from the forbidden doors of gleam

Breaking the shackles of doom
& correcting the pact I made
Walking through the doors I began
My journey on the brighter side…
Leaving my shadow in the dark!!!

Saturday, March 21, 2009

Peace



Peace

Tranquil was the face
& quite was the race
Calm was the May
When I peacefully prayed…

Waiting for a distant way
I gathered the golden hay
In the middle of the farm
Shimmered a strange light
Above her left arm
As if it were twilight

A strange zeal surfaced…
As the heart burst out
Trying to hold the undefined
Before it tolerated the rout

The day passed by quickly
Never before had this happened
That it felt more prickly
In the span of my life

I could no longer walk
The relaxed way I talk
Anxiety was a bird in my excited nest
Which rested on my gratified branches
On the now disturbed trunk
Having deep roots of love…

It wasn’t much longer
Before wisdom came a breather
Expounding the discomfort
That occupied my weak fort
Devoid of the stolen services of its peace…

Thursday, March 19, 2009

The Windows Of Hope


The Windows Of Hope


Life is full of priorities…
…a priority to sing
…a priority to dance
…a priority to give someone else the chance

Life is full of opportunities
…an opportunity to see
…an opportunity to show
…an opportunity to explore everyone without a trance

Life is full of probabilities
…a probability to feel
…a probability to accept
…a probability to see beyond the barriers of the rest

Life is full of choices
…a choice to compromise
…a choice to sacrifice
…a choice to manifest yourself as the best

Life is full of prospects
…a prospect to give
…a prospect to take
…a prospect to give more than you get

Life is full of scope
…scope to perform
…scope to vanish
…scope to deliver the talent that you waste

Life is full of windows
…a window to peep
…a window to observe
…a window to understand what’s happening inside your nest

Life is full of hope
…hope to survive
…hope to succeed
…hope to redeem yourself in the mirror of society

Life is full of changes
…change to improve
…change to empower
…change to exceed the expectations of the rest

Life is full of celebrations
…celebration of nature’s beauty
…celebration of God’s glory
…celebration of the greatest gift of life

,

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

The River Of Wisdom



The River Of Wisdom

The river….
Ebbing & flowing…
…from hills to valleys
…from mountains to plains
…from lakes to oceans

…traveling & traversing
…overcoming & conquering
…fighting & winning
…with calm & joy
…happiness & gaiety
…accepting fate as it
Comes in the way
…just like the rocks & gravel
Leaving behind silt & minerals
Like the values & vision
Passed on by ancient wisdom that lay

Joining the ocean as the fossils in the soil
Returning to its fraternity the river flows
Sharing its wisdom with every other folk
Dying in the sun to reform into the clouds
Covering the heavens all day
& being subjected to aggravation it prays
Acquiring the enlightenment of the archaic play
Persisting by the age-old cycle of reincarnations that permit
To be reborn as the ever reliable river, it stays
Increasing the wealth of experience everyday
Growing in stature as it bloats in its quest
It continues to balloon ever in its zest
Teaching us the lessons eluding our apprehensions!!!

Sunday, March 15, 2009

My Angel



My Angel

Blooming like the flower
In the eyes of every nightmare
He came as I made the prayer
Showing that he does care

Glowing in the golden robe
With the white feathers for flight
& a gleaming golden globe
To show his noble plight

Observing the movie
That comprised of me
He traveled along the trail
Which had formed my life’s rail

Guiding me through the unknown
Prompting premonitions for some drive
Helping me from the opportunities to deprive
Resent & regret from the sorrow he had known

Making a joyous claim
& helping me reach my aim
Teaching me to believe in the pain
That would reap valuable gain

He stayed with me as long as I
Giving me the strength to stand
In all that had proved too grand
Being the lead singer of my band

Winning me the concerts of my only life
He proved to be the elixir of mine
Gifting me the philosopher’s stone of life
Making me an unprecedented alchemist of the kingdom that I own!!!

Saturday, March 14, 2009

Modern Monkeys



Modern Monkeys

This world is made of Gandhi’s monkeys…

Eyes in this world are meant only to look at your own self…
Because otherwise
…there is only pain inflicted
…which throbs the heart

Ears in this world are meant only to listen to your heart…
Because it is
…your true companion
…on this path of crusades

& the mouth is meant to speak to your soul…
So that you can guide your mind
…In the right direction
…in this world of treachery

So how about following Gandhi in this modified, modern
Renaissance to self enlightenment!!!

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Naughty....simply can't resist



Naughty....just can't change

Crushed into a paper-thin frame
John blew his nose
& returned to his normal self
Leaving Jenny in her pose

Struggling to pick her up
He finally had some respite
As she managed to hold up
While the horse suddenly disappeared

Alone he didn’t want to stay
Leaving the mare for the fray
& John could only pray
As Jenny began to spray

Taking her by surprise
John clasped her arms
As if giving a prize
He sang,” Every night in my dreams
I see you, I feel you”

Setting the tone
He didn’t moan
She smiled being prone
To the love he showed

Smitten by his innocent face
She looked behind at her disgrace
To find a blonde at that place
Displaying her disappointed face

She started to sob
But John knew how to rob
Jenny form her emotional breakdown
Giving her a little frown

“Hey sister
Why are you crying?”
He calmly called
As the girl passed by
With her eyes in awe
Of the cowboy
As he hugged Jenny
Showing his fake brotherly side
As Jenny said with a smirk
“You will never change
& remain a notorious jerk all the way!!”

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Naughty...continued



Thud came the sound
Leaving a mark on his face…
Red & furious in disgrace
He tried to control his chirp…

“Honey, I love you soooo… much
That was just a song…
Sung by spoof goofy
Called lovely love…
Oh… but you don’t listen to music!!”
She threw back “Oh don’t fool me!!
Am I a moron?”
“Oh dear just forget it
You know …I was just dreaming
…that you would ride beside me
…on a mare
Amazing isn’t it!!
What a sight I have?”

“Oh how sweet of you
…my John
You are so loving!!
You remember the day
When we first met
In the garden…”

“Ya…you had worn that
Charming pink dress of yours’
You were looking so adorable
How could I forget that day?”

“John, it was Jenny who
…was clothed in that chiffon dress.
I had worn that yellow top
Over that bluish-green jeans”
She cracked the whip
& the horse galloped down
& she fell all over John
Squashing his fragile built…




WHAT HAPPENS NEXT?

......to be continued

Sunday, March 8, 2009

Naughty



Naughty

Splashing & oozing with enthusiasm
The day begins with a bang
Traveling with a smirk on the face
With mischief in little trace

Wearing a long black coat…
With a hat on the head
Looking a cowboy in the face
He began his race…


Traversing along side the modern vehicles
…on his stallion he rode
Singing along on his way…

“What if I ride a mare,
Alongside my sweet bride
Singing together in a pair
Exchanging vows for life”
Pausing abruptly…& rectifying
He started again…
Indicating he would keep it
“Exchanging vows for some love
Praying for a interesting affair
So that life remains interesting
In the aftermath of a married wife
….” he mumbled as he saw her

Jumping on her mare
She caught up with him
Pausing & plunging by his side
Crashing his face with her hands


WHAT HAPPENS NEXT?

..........to be continued

Friday, March 6, 2009

Being Ditched


BEING DITCHED

Braving the subdued mind…
& enduring the moist eyes

Gulping down the regret
…my heart skipped a beat
…in the increasing heat

Trying to forget those days

Those moments of innocence & care

Those faithful talks of pleasure & gain

Those tenderly feelings of mine

In the wake of the guilt

You gave away in your face
…the kiss that you gave to him
…that I just realized that

your love is nothing but a lie!!!

Thursday, March 5, 2009

Some sprightly thoughts



TITBITS

In the market of emotions,
happiness is like gold,
& sadness is like coal…
…you never know
…it might just fetch you a diamond!!!


Life is a preparation,
which doesn’t taste well
without the proper ingredients & the blend
You might have the ingredients
…but blend you must to
make the preparation worth savoring!!!


Raw material is cheap & abundant
But finished products are expensive & limited…
…uncut diamonds make for hundreds
…finished ones fetch thousands
…lives are virtually free
…but success costs a life!!!



When we look at the people
…we always try to find ourselves
in them because we love ourselves…
…but when we start finding
someone in us we should realize
we are experiencing love

Of Guilt & Pain



OF GUILT & PAIN

Drinking those words of abuse…
Trying to gulp them down…
My heart pinches my spine
…giving me some deserved blame
…for the failure that came
Building the mountain of pressure
…with the suffocation for breath
Gilding my body with full of guilty sweat
Pricking like the thorns
That once protected the rose…
It swelled & bulged
Giving me insomnia & hallucinations
As a punishing price
For the day-dreams & enjoyment
That I had made out of life
Reality began to raise its steady face
With illusions withering away
Gifting the pain I never had
Life became difficult with
Each & every past day
Heavier to breathe
& arduous to look up & face
Fragile & fumbled became
The nature of my ashamed soul…
Who had no choice
But to give it all away…
With blood flowing
Out of my palm…
& fluttering in a lost battle
The final few moments passed by…
As I left the world with
Guilt on my face!!!!


Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Hotelier



HOTELIER

Life is a hotel which serves delicacies like smile, content,
Care, kindness, tenderness, innocence, help, fulfillment, desire,
Dedication, devotion, perspiration, aspiration, direction, success
Evangelism, improvement for only one common price,
Which is discipline & persistence coupled with patience &
Belief in the service…….
If you fail to pay the price after placing the order
You get many things for free, like…
Jealousy, ego, I-attitude, wickedness, disrespect, disregard,
Helplessness, brutality, insanity, emptiness, desperation,
Tears, sadness, fear, self-centricity, failure, laziness…
So its up to you to decide whether to enjoy
The free gifts or rather earn the delicacies!!!

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

A Life Worth Visiting


A Life Worth Visiting…




Life is not gray; it’s all white and black
For no one bothers to take a look back
Selfish is he, his souls is dark
Hardly ever caring to ignite a spark

It’s just that they don’t care
For what’s not in their share.
Mans greed is prevalent everywhere.
The trees, the rivers, the fields, the sky…
All around shouting and screaming…
‘Why the heck should I care. For it’s not in my share.’

Gone are the days when a hero was born
To save us from the misery that has us worn
There’s no one here to save the dawn
For all I see are some devils with horns

Guns talk everywhere, be it day or night
Never hope for a savior coming in the bright moonlight
For his appearance may make you believe he is a knight
But all he may be, he’s just Lucifer is disguise

The sky is red with the blood of innocents
But then again can anyone define innocence
For everyone’s empty hollow and frail
Some may break with a flick of a nail

Coming to terms with life itself
I realized that life’s not white and black
When you searched yourself deep enough
Life’s nothing but black…….