Living my life on my own terms and conditions, I've celebrated life at every given opportunity. Here I take the opportunity to share a few of my experiences in form of poems, short stories or articles.
Lost, Within the vast expense Of time and space, Hearing the faint echoes of The glories of yesteryears. Sometimes haunted by fear, My lonely soul is Forever searching Keeps endlessly drifting Into the unknown waters of time. Lost, In the never ending story called life Waiting for a time that Keeps eluding, Threatening nevertheless to come Unsure of future Battling fair weather friends Not knowing who to trust Adrift in confusion; many decisions I have now left pending for tomorrow.
Lost, Amidst the sea of lies, Lust, greed and deceit; I wait. I wait for the tables will turn… Anchored but still afloat, adrift upon The mellow breeze that caresses the currents Hope etched upon my soul I wait for the destiny To grant me your touch.
So many dreams I dream Some whisper gently into my conscience, While some go ahead crushing my spirits. Sometimes echoes of past hurt so bad That I cry out and scream languishing in my bed My mind a battlefield of paranoia and Nervousness trying desperately to unravel The mystery behind it. The other times’ future beckons And I listen to music from faraway lands; Either dancing in a chorus or singing a lonely verse Praying for a deeper vision that prevents me From unravelling what’s real and true. Sometimes you walk with me holding my hand In yours, and I give in to these boundless dreams Enjoying the elongated hangovers While the other times we drift away Like shifting sands under the rushing waters Of the sea and I keep sitting awake trying To keep these disturbing dreams away. Praying silently I try to read a deeper Meaning of these enigmatic dreams That strike just before the crack of dawn. I sit for an exam and don’t know the syllabus, I keep missing my train or my house Is under a siege of big intimidating felines. Someone is holding me down pinned To the bed sitting on my chest while I struggle and choke on my silent screams. Some are haunted in their calling Some enticing and surreal, while Some leave me naked and stranded On the crowded roads. So many dreams I dream… and I’m still trying to unravel these dreams that Handle and twist my soul with the tip of their icy fingers.
I watch the rainbow form and Wait for it to touch the ground. Oft wondering, whether it is a tunnel Of dreams, where I’ll find a pot of gold Where it ends, or a divine bridge for the Departed souls to cross over the other realm!
It looks like an inverted smile that spreads Across the skies, mesmerising the senses. If only I could touch the colours And smear them on me. If only I could colour this monochrome world With the colours of life so rich.
The science that explains this spectacle Cannot fathom my feelings for it. A song that fills My heart and mind with the miracle of light And spectrum so divine. Its ethereal beauty Making the days grilling routine Seem insignificant in comparison.
Betwixt the tears from heavens And the thunderous growls, You appear out of nowhere, Playing with the mist and flirting With the sunshine. Uncapturable; delicate and pristine.
VIBGYOR; Violet, Indigo, Blue, Green, Yellow, Orange, Red; Bursting out of nowhere, glistening in the light Your colours breathe life into this ol’ planet. In the twenty-first century besotted by technology While we are forgetting the romance under the stars You offer us the blessings from the angels In the heavens above and blindly I follow thee.