Thursday, March 3, 2011
lush green trees sway at ease
the land vast, the fences rusty
only soil rules over the entire land
the sky can clearly see them playing with the breeze
standing near the fence
I try to capture silence
I try to look for a piece of life
I try to bond with the tallest tree in the vicinity
in daytime, it looks like a painting
with all the colours picked up from nature
and at night, it looks like infinity
undefined, adopting the colour of the night-sky
everything here is dry
even the small well is see at a distance
there is nothing in here to please our eyes
but, yet I love the boundaries of my village
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Deep down somewhere...
I see complexity even in the straight lines
I see the depth in a painter’s hands
Ice cream melts faster these days
Developed an aversion for soft music
Falling in love with chaos
Colours appear too loud
I wish to see everything with closed eyes
I wish to feel the kicks of loneliness I conceived
Doing nothing, interests me
A glass of water looks larger than life
Living in a mess trying to be perfect
A feeling unknown is the purest feeling left within me
I swear, I see beauty in a beast
I feel the whole universe is mine
I walk on the sand under the hot sun
Some stranger splashes drops of freshness on my face
The only ray bright, shining like a night star in the
I just kept looking at him, smiling
I wonder, what just happened
I wonder why dreams are always beautifully weird
Sunday, November 21, 2010
This is how we grew together…
The smell of the wet soil
We inhaled together,
In the shower of first rains
We shivered together,
Rowing those white paper boats
We smiled together,
Evenly shared the bitter chocolates of fever…
This is how we grew together…
The first day of our formal teaching
We ended up sitting together,
In every class of history
We shared our past memories together,
Throwing chalk pieces on everyone
We giggled together,
Evenly shared the bitter chocolates of exams…
This is how we grew together…
The 9 O’ Clock lectures
We bunked together,
In the search of right partner
We failed together,
Remembering those friendships days
We celebrated together,
Evenly shared the bitter chocolates of boring lectures…
This is how we grew together…
The creamy taste of cappuccino
We sipped together,
In the formal meetings
We screwed up together,
Recalling those weak moments
We typed resignation letters together,
Evenly shared the bitter chocolates of deadlines…
This is how we grew together…
The title of ‘eligible for marriage’
We earned together,
In the sequence met innumerable faces
We rejected them all together,
Realizing those ‘undiscovered feelings’
We tied-up knot together,
Evenly shared the bitter chocolates of responsibilities…
This is how we grew together…
The tiny kicks within my stomach
We felt together,
In the beauty of a new life
We jived together,
Treasuring those days full of beans
We lost our teeth together,
Evenly shared the bitter chocolates of ill health…
This is how we grew together…
I just read you a story
We conceived together…
Evenly want to share the bitter chocolates of time…
This is how I wish to close our chapter forever…
Saturday, June 19, 2010
Moonlight
The naughty yellow curtains along with the balmy breeze
Struggle hard to hide you.
Ah! I see you.
I close my eyes to let the breeze embrace me
I open my eyes to gape at your beauty
I wonder how people get hypnotized by you,
And that includes me too.
May be it’s your simplicity, or may be it’s your selfless nature
May be it’s your beauty, or may be it’s your grandeur.
And from thousand other epithets you possess,
May be it’s your radiance that sparkles the night
Your beauty is eternal; your presence is soothing,
Your vision is spotless and your coolness is sizzling.
It is in no way just another night
It is indeed one of the romantic ones.
We always look upto Taj Mahal as a symbol of love,
But you will always a symbol of romance.
Sitting on the couch facing the window I see you glittering.
I played some random music on my cell phone,
And everything seemed so charismatic.
Felt like dancing. Felt like I am on a rainbow ride.
You are too far to hear my nervous heart beats,
But too near to be called as a wonderful part of my life.
I see no need to seek the switch board,
For I could look into his eyes with that bit light of yours.
I saw a desire in his eyes, to make me a part of his life someday.
His fingers passed through mine, to hold my hand tight.
The hold was warm and enough to keep your coolness away.
We whispered and nervousness escaped to bring in few mute moments
We hugged each other, as emotions took charge.
These moments of pleasure, I chose not to see them, but just feel them.
It was like I wanted to freeze them, but could not,
It was like I wanted to rewind the clock, but could not,
It was a way to express what we felt.
It was the purest feeling we could ever get – selfless and divine.
Sitting on the couch facing the window, we saw you smiling
You were the only witness to our intimate moments,
We wish, you would tell our love story to one of the stars around,
Who will bring back our love into our lives being a falling star.
We had a wish; this star should come back into our lives
When things go wrong and when our emotions are barred by our minds.
Sitting on the couch facing the window, I see you
And await the falling star to let love touch our lives once again
To never go back…
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Be Real. Be Yourself
Eat when you are hungry, not when you want to pass time
Sleep when you tired, not when you get bored
Stop talking when not in mood, not when you had fight
Dress up when you like, not when the friends demand
Love yourself when you feel like, not when others teach you to love
Reject when you mean it, not when its jealousy
Appreciate when you should, not when others force you to do
Respect when its honesty, not when it is personality
Be happy when you win over small things, not when you claim it to be yours
Accept when you truly loved it, not when you want someone to be happy
Share when you feel low, not when others ask you to
Hate yourself when you hurt someone, not when others criticize you
Do it when you actually feel the need, not when you are out of choice
Smile when you want to, not when others want to
Go for outing when you get the escape feeling, not when others want you to come
Get upset when it really hurts, not when somebody doesn't gift you
Feel good for what you are. Enjoy the real you
I smile round the clock
still I manage a corner for me,
the only thing I see are the tall and short heads in a sequence
that resemble a game of building block
yet I smile round the clock.
The office building and the work load,
still I manage a schedule for me.
The only thing I see are the black spots on the white paper.
They are the only ones who talkyet,
I smile round the clock.
The yummy breakfast and the tasty lunch,
still I manage to have it early.
The only thing I see are friends teasing for the number of tiffins I carry
they say I carry a stock,
yet I smile round the clock.
The boring lectures and the boring friends,
still I manage to attend the lectures.
The only thing I see are the attendance sheets around me
my feets say no to walk,
yet I smile round the clock.
Smiling is all I love.
And for this sole reason,
I smile round the clock.
Monday, March 15, 2010
Million Dollar Smile
People say smile is the happiest person in the world.
They believe smile is very beautiful in whatever way she is.
They think smile can make someone’s day, the best possible ever.
But smile actually means a lot.
Smile pretends to be a well cultured creature,
Who never stays with someone for a long time.
But I know a few whom smile accompanies 24X7.
Smile greets others pleasantly,
And calls for a dinner.
But I know a few who misuse smile
Smile says ‘betrayal’ is not in her dictionary,
And is always being positive.
But I know a few who back stab through smile.
Smile accepts everything offered to her,
And happily agrees on everything.
But I know what it takes for smile
To agree when the heart says no.
Smile knows how to manage love,
And does everything for love.
But I know what smile sacrifices for love.
Smile is never mean, nor is she bias.
And is always expressive.
But I know a few who do it all just with a smile.
Smile says hi and smile says hello!
And the talks go on.
But I know a few, who then forget smile
And say who was she?
Smile likes talking and talking,
And some more talking.
But I know a few, who bitch behind smile.
Smile is pleasing and smile is adorable,
Smile is happiness and smile is glow.
And I know many, who just love ‘smile’