Story weaver .. Cursed Dreamer ..

Time will come and Time will follow ..
All my barren tales would no longer remain hollow ..
And now the wind whispers his name ..
I can feel him
still lingering in my embrace

It haunts him and taunts him
the growing distance only daunts him ..
He knows the tale
Of legends reduced to stories
Of his fate and mine ..
That he's out to revive ..
He's set to follow my essence ..
To bring me back to life ..

To the premonitions
he wouldn't pay heed,
Of all the worldly wealth
Love is his greed ..
And In his heart
calls out now,
a dream
Of tomorrow
and forever . . the sprout of our Love seed

He knows not what'll come to be
Yet in my heart I know
Someday
he'll set me free ..
His only fear is of losing me
And yet gladly
He's lost himself within me ..
I wish I could somehow
ease the pain
inside his heart ..
And turn immortal to those eyes

Inside me though dwells
a fear that division bells
Help me shed
fear of this disgrace
come fly me past
this unknown race
Would I ever
be happy without u ?
Help me shed this mortal shell

Your every thought is a chant
with which I lull myself to sleep ..
And all but rain helps me cleanse
the frozen tears I weep ..
As I hear lame
echoes of your fall ..
If my love's true
wouldn't it bring you here ?
Come .. as you are
As a breath, all .. but a memory ..

Untie, Come .. the shreds of yesterday
Up my sleeve . . .
The feeling of you being mine
and yet not here ..
Longing for shelter from
all that I see ..
Of all this turning from
Red to Black ..
Come rescue me !

I wanted understanding
as I got acceptance
coasting the same vibes
took him into my life ..
I wanted someone to own my heart
and in him I lost my soul..
to dry my eyes
And yet laugh at every fall
he showed me . . light
For my modesty, he was mercy
that illuminated bright ..

Yet those today
are unfathomable lies
It echoes in my head ..
he's slipping into darkness
As I fade from sight ..
Fate with jealous eyes
would lovers see ..
for their perfect union
would depose its tyranny ..
Ask a prayer set free ..
If a granted wish will
see it meeting its destiny ?

I gave myself,
every bit and part ..
for longings
Of a familiar face
I search my hands,
for the man within
those lines
The traces
of his lost path . .

Its a naked mourn of my dream
thats cursed black by the night ..

Is love about
just what's now and here ?
How many days would these thoughts
pass away ?
For how long . .
beyond my reflection
to the world outside
I have to prolong my numb gaze .. ?
Was this a fantasy with walls too high .. ?
Why was my fairytale denied ?

I welcome the end
(If this is what it does turn out ..)
with just one wish ..

Once it deliberates, Love never turns slight ...

A little bit we all must lie ..

To the truth . . . to all the dreams that die
To all the altered wishes and hopes alike .. Goodbye !
To the pain that within dwells ..
A scream so loud that it lingers but doesn't yell ..

When it hurts inside ...
When it bleeds, it rains and you can choose to cry ..
Or just exercise some guile .. a smile .. docile.

A little bit we all must lie . . .

A victory that came along midnight ..
The viewpoints .. shredded .. altered and disguised
Of a world, in which there is no need ..
To run or hide ..

A vision that's for all to see,
Standing tall to every hurt and fall ..
And still not turning upright ..
The one to be conquered is within,
as we search for enemies outside ..

A little bit we all must lie . . .

There comes a time for each one of us to emerge
and in the meanwhile, when we must quietly lie..
To the opportunity, prepare and qualify ..
Nothing changes, till we do

Everything that matters,
Its we who set it right ..
The Open eyes Ignore the truth ...
And the ones oblivious get the facts right

A little bit we must all lie . . .


To all those who are waiting to judge
prying, gazing frosty eyed
That shadow that follows us trails nonetheless

Even as In darkness
Reflection meets disguise ..
We wake up believing, everyday will be ours ...
And sleep believing in that twilight ..


A little bit we must all lie . . .


Misendemor's delight, troubles up the way
and the promiscuousness that shines in broad daylight
Just as Choices seem elusive and options farce
being too reminiscent of the bygone days ..

You don't feel grateful to be alive
The things that we do ...
Our conscience doesn't always connive
We compile our thoughts .. gestures .. emotions
only to be ruined by that one moment ..

And to spare ourselves that whine ..
The contemplation and regret ..

Why black is so dark and white so fine ..?
that whats hidden must not always be brought to life ..

A little bit we must all lie . . .

Treasure Box

As a child I had an ardent yearning ..
A box full of happiness,
One that could outlast the oblivion . . .


Every occasion a granted wish,
Every thought, an affirmity to accomplish..
The biggest of dreams, nurtured in those eyes ..


All my yesterdays .. that were tomorrow's to be ..
Everything, just flashing in a moment of reality
Some sublime, some mellow

Yet all of them inspiring me to dream ..
Come, look with me inside this drawer
In this box, that I've often seen

Pictures, black and white ..
Faces, emotions .. timeless yet serene ..

I wish I could recollect, their names ..
the strangers in my box,
they smile at me still . .

I wonder what their lives were like ..
and what they were to me ..

How did they spend their days?
What about their special times?
And if I'll never know their ways ..

Memories are heartbeats
that resound through the years
Echoes of never fading voices
Of our smiles and our tears ...

Moments that are captured
Sometimes unaware ..

Pictured in an album,
Of a shy sunset ..
Or a lock of hair ..

Images that linger
Deep within the mind . .

Trespassing through unbolted doors ..
The feelings locked up,Undefined . .

Bit of verse we cherished
Once upon a time..
The granny's lap, my storehouse of dreams,
The open window .. ere slumber's chain intertwined

My spirit flew in feathers then,
Through the musty hallways . .

Of the days we knew
Ever comes the vision
Thats so beautiful and true ..

The lost memories of those hanging Christmas socks ..
The crumpled .. sketched pages from the books ..
The toys that I clutched & wouldn't ever let go ..


If someone would take time to ..
transcend with me to this blind hue ..

And to tell of each of them ..
the Who,What,Where .. When ?
The faces of my heritage, then would come to life ..
'they' would come to life again ..

My arms reach out through time & space ..
Holding each memory dear to its place ..

And as the autumn gives way to the winter
which would give way to the Spring ..

In this way the present disappears ..
The years I can no longer bring ..

The life that's filled in all these years
Will solemnly echo ..

That's hidden deep within emerges
Yet time never changes ..
Nor has what I locked in my box ..

Its still opens to me .. a life
and opens me from within ..

Could this become the fate
Of the pictures I take today?
Can my tomorrow's bring back my yesterdays ?
Are those faces and the memories
Someday going to be tossed away ?


Its the treasures of the heart that still bring me most delight ..

The Urge ..

Hobbling inside, unsure of .. how to decide ..
to submerge or float ..
Unsettled , unkempt .. to this day
A virtue fought hard yet not confronted
kept alive, incomplete in the subterfuge of daylight ..

The need, forever felt
The way .. that could never lead us through the night ...
A desire flattened,
by truth to disarray ..

A passage so devoid of comprehension
best unfurled to those
who look unflinched to the darkness in the eye ..
To a life like this sans the starkness ..

Some hopes die young, some abort midway and some everyday renew ..
And then there are some
solemn like this one, that you grow up believing would mature someday

The time cannot bind,the hurt thats invisibly sublime ..
what's felt needn't always be read out aloud ..

A cloud never rains but its just a shadow of our doubts ..

Deterrents still act strong, prickling where it'd amass most scorn
But if a masochist could really care ..

To my tempest, such demeanors only further my ardor

In retrospect, my hindsight declares me docile
At the prospect of a inducement,that would spur it on ..

A phoenix rising from the ashes to upsurge someone seemingly,a dame

And of that ostensibly far
A renegade would someday infiltrate ..

Herein the necessity would ruin .. the will

An affirmation is on the cards,
Perspectives that were altered, in mild autumn fair
Look into my eyes and I'll make you see, we've drifted so aimlessly ..

Trodding down the world of make-believe, we've shaken all that we've grown up to trust ..

The Urge is to make the blind see
the shapeless figures that veneer over the fragility ..

That within debilitates, would never let me take refuge . . .

Put On that smile ..

Put on that smile..
Just Put it on for a little while
How much for me would you bare .. ?

Would you let me,
at your soul .. stare ..?
Pretend to be happy
for a while.. to sense,
If not feel alive

Would you not confess
of that hindered brow and the withheld frown ?

A smile,they say ..
hides more than a tear shows sometimes ..

And yet the smile .. remains so,
an understated virtue


Don't let the shrills of loneliness
trespass your robe
Live it up, be it alone.. for a while


Another mile .. a whole new path
No wasted glory, no marrowed harps
Think of the treasure, life bestows
Lighten up your heart, Ignite that flame
Surge again from the Ashes ..
let love reign !

Lets get on with it,
there's a long way to go
Victor over the loss of pain
What isn't here
deserves not a thought,
none of your vain

Dress up for victory or defeat alike ..

While you keep up your act
As every actor must do ..
Face the facts
That which cuts tomorrow, will be new ...

Quench the thirst for conquest ..
Battle the agony of disdain

Create a new path,
one thats truly yours, what if in vain ..

Bring yourself . .
Come to terms with life ..

Run away into the dark black night
And emerge
like the never disparaging sun ..

Make your presence felt ( and count)
Spread the smile ..
Go wipe a tear
Share someone's plight ..

And see your fray dissolved on the way

Lighten up,
You're not meant to die this way ..
There's so much more to do
better be up and on your way

Smile is a pledge everyday renewed ..
Put on that smile
and revel in the most innocent form of guile ... !

The years that went by ...

The first day I perched here,
to this one,when I depart from here
Never can I ever forget,
the transformation,the geometric progression

Praying today,
hoping to be back to see my school someday
Carrying memories I may go away,
but my years of learning remain ..

Remembering the bygone days,
my every breath in this place
What can I say ... no words can possibly describe,
the love, the adulation .. I feel today

I owe it to you .. for making me seek .. for the sky

For I was in search of . . a hiding place
My every success to you .. I attribute
But then it isn’t still an apt tribute ..

I also thank my kith and kin,
my friends you’ve been so dear
With you by my side
we countered every fear

The world is round and we’ll meet again ..
As today we spread to locate our dreams

I carry hopes and aspirations,
With love and commemorations
I wish to return with reasons for celebrations
For I truly realize my potential now ..

At last I would like to ask,
for forgiveness on all our part
‘Cause now,it’s the only solace to our heart .. '

We can I say but we didn’t do it with all our heart ..

The fear , the tears ..
An ensemble of integrity interwoven in all these years ..
The fights, the mights .. and each of those sleepless nights ..
The sleepy winter mornings and the sweaty autumn noon


And with this I determine, come rain or sunshine
I’ll break on through to the other side

Thank you for loving us ..
“You’ll be in our heart from this day on, now and forever more”
Goodbye for now .. Until we meet again !!


An old poem,read out on the farewell day, posted especially for my school friends ...

Poet and his muse ...

I awaken each morning
As she comes to me shy
Across time, and through distance

Fly angel fly . . .

Satin in dress, auburn colored hair
As she haunts .. my mind’s eye

I can smell the salt air
While we walk near the ocean
My hand in hers
Clutching the sands of time so tight ..


Can she see it in my eyes,
the heartfelt emotion .. the dream that has come alive ?


Long have I stood in the darkness,
And have seen you but in the light of day:

Felt .. what I could not express,
In words that I could never say ..
That was .. the cry of my loneliness .


I cannot try to explain these. . .

The reasons a heart has to keep:
But see how through the grove of trees,
Rocking it to gentle lulling sleep,
Goes invisible the summer breeze.

Like my compatriot , the thoughts .. now frozen

An image in this eye,
a word for every hope
a silence for every fear
a dawn to emerge from this smoke ..

A nascent gamine,
She's a thought, much to my delight


She can kill with her smile ..
She can wound with her eyes ..
She can make you take notice,when she walks by
She can ruin your faith with her casual lies ..

She is frequently kind ..
And she's suddenly ( Oh !, so) cruel ..
She can do as she pleases ..
She's nobody's fool ..

She can't be convicted ..
Her charm is addictive ..
She's earned her degree ..
Holding me captive, she runs free ..

And the most that she'll do, Is to throw shadows at you ..
As I try dismissing her existence sometimes
She emerges in my heart .. every time,with a promise to stay

Yet, she only reveals what .. she wants you to see

A picture of her, I sketch with these words ..
as my thoughts melt her essence in me,every time I'm alone

On an exile, in the day
trying to ingrain in me, her ways
She caresses me, as I close my eyes
And deftly guides me in her soul ..

Have I suffered for my insanity ?
Have my thoughts betrayed her existence into oblivion ?

Fate , it seems so enviously debars
Conjunction of our minds . .
Its the opposition of the stars ...

Haste then , sweet love .. our wished flight.