Perfect strangers


A meeting in the
crowd
A face, new to see
A sweet remembrance
of an acquaintance lost
and
A strong urge
for the one to be ..

A despairing hope
for the inhibitions
to give way
Mind wary of
implications
should
things not fall
to play
Heart ready for
intervention,
redeeming
all strategies
to hay

The bright smile
to lighten the mood,
A quiet thought
what words to use
Strangers
carry not perceptions
but restraint
Two minds
wary or
temptations
perplexed by the gaze

Eye to eye
and
ear to ear
Counting the trickling
minutes
Foraying into perils
of abstract fear

A silent prayer
before the numbness is fought
A last reverie of
where semblance
is sought
Clarity
and
confession
of what all its
going to be ..
A march
towards discernment
remainder of which
are a heap
of afterthoughts

A trickle of sweat
on the skin,
A layer of hope
making its way,
melting all thats static
and withheld,
opening up
the way

Can thoughts exchange
before words do ?
Can we not remain
like a couple on the
planet of few ?
Does the tingling
sound of euphoria
remain till the aura's
uncurtained ?

Would you wait
till I answer them for myself,
and get back to you ?

In a world,but
there are no strangers
No matter how circumspect
they'd term me, to you

So I assume,
you're as bewildered
as I'm for a cue
Why, sadly then
are we both
sharing this view,
this reigning discomfort
and yet not
break to truth ?

The uneasiness
is the beginning,
what's unraveling is the view ..

'Hi !
So where were we ?
'Just where I left my thoughts,
and decided .. '

Can a discussion obtain
without any further ado ..?

Thoughts

Thoughts
vain.. immortal thoughts
What besides
persistent twinge
have we sought ?
What besides
agony enriched
realization
have you brought ?

Waking me up each day
and divorcing me
from all abstractions
Leaving me bewildered
in this labyrinth ..
unaided,
lost in spots
and
out of sorts,
more thoughts ..

Out of bounds
to this world
and
circumspect of the
dark
Unable to decipher
the inherent
and
living in disbelief
of what I haven't got

The thoughts
bring no glory,
they try hard to
chain my soul's flow
I look up at the heavens,
my every unrecorded
thought
leaving me,
empty, above .. it would go.

A thought then,
to all those
within the thoughts
Of gleefully lost battles
snorting voices
and
verbal onslaughts ..

Mind benumbed and
the hearts proclaimed
to hibernate
the flow is unhindered
and
the words are out to elaborate ..

I'm choosing my confessions
I'm laying it
for all to see
As the thoughts
are originating
and
continuing
to prosper within me


But,
What has led me to
this battlefront unsought ..?
Why has the
the rebel gone
distraught ?

Just a thought ..

Addicted

To say what goes within
would be defining
all thats fleetingly unnamed
Holding, clasping it
uptight within
wouldn't either
be rationalizing its name
The din thats causing the storm
or a form of it
hard to say
All that was believed
and led to it
slowly but surely
melting away

That which we sense
and then there's the truth
between that agreed to
and the accepted
With a sense of what
its like to be
Leading from
oblivion
heading to infinity

Vows are spoken
as words are broken
Pleasure and pain
deceptively different
Yet byproduct
of a statute name
Familiarity breeding
contempt
Or,Insanity protruding
incessant attempts ..

Paint me then a picture
of the better days
Sunshine rather than
a lasting eclipse
on the freckled face
Laughter bursting
spilled tears
Into the space ..

Paint them good
I'm tempted to see
Paint back the time
to slow the years
and erode the memories
that obediently arrive
on reckless nights

With each stroke eliminate
the tears
The craving of the heart
that holds them dear
producing a refurbished
damsel with boyish charm ..
Knee scraped tears, upon my arm

The impulsive heart
self destructive
denying all else any harm ..

In the pain I know my release
does lie
Grant my wish to sleep, fairy
no wish to die
To close my eyes
to rest the unsettled mind
In this chaos,
I fathom .. my peace I shall find
More than words
that are ever said
Each line filled with meanings
never understood more than distressed

Addiction's root cause is denial
Its presence is ubiquitous
and its tales are trials
pain makes it look grim
Its the loss of logics
that averts the progress to prim
The loss of senses
or a vision blurred for all else
to see

What else then is there to hide ..
the invisible ties
that bring me
back and forth to life
Or the faith
that something
improbable to happen
Is floating through
the vast blue skies ..

I'm addicted
I confess .. to the pain
to the life .. of the tears and goodbye's

Not to be ..

Not to be,
What's ought to be
Sought to see,
Whats lost in the glee
lots to see ..
hidden in this melee
Lost to see
In whats
Not to be ..
Fought to see,
Whats a naught
A blank blob or a spot ..
Within it yet surmised is a sea
Of all windswept tears
Of the rain melted to flee
A mouthful of sky
An a heartful of sand
A twisted turning road
and
an hour glass
slipping through the hand
A portrait on the wall
and
a rose in the palm dimly lit,
a coy pair of turquoise eyes
and
A set of pale hands
I got to see
what I thought wouldn't ever be ..
And yet when it became
I was still,
not quite free
Holding close to it still
A moment
not any amount of happiness
could fill
Yet quite recovering
from all that
I had to be
In the quest for
the real me ..
Facing a lot of mirrors
not a reflection
yet that I'd choose to be
An identity of me
A reflection
that I lost
and
too grim now to see
Writing was on the wall
and what wouldn't be
just wouldn't be ..
Whats then left to see ..
Is a remainder
of the unbalanced equation
thats dispassionately disproportionate
To a few like you and me ..
Or perhaps
what we then make
Of what we choose to be !

Living amidst all that we have to be
and
all that we get to be
somewhere is lost
what's not to be ..

Its only love ...

I knew of this word ..
I knew my luck it would change
Born with it, born to search
and reproduce its name
Different facets, different form
But all casualties of the same game

I too did dream of it, when I understood
I hoped, I wished myself a familiar face
Carving out a sketch on a blank page
Until I realized losing oneself
Is what it really takes ..
And since then I've been trying to trace ..

I seek not beauty, wealth or fame
I just look for a mirror to reflect my stain ...
And yet make me look complete
The ugliness then becomes so obsolete

Life seems so beautiful all over again
and of everything else there are just remains

Its comforting to know ' Love conquers all '
Embracing every pain and overcoming all odds
Even if to fall ..
To bring together two souls
to a moment of truth .. once and for all !

People fall in love, people fall apart
Yet what if .. its so worth,
A li'l pain, it sores the heart
They say love is a juncture, in everyone's life
Forms and shapes apart ..

'Love at first sight', tell me if its true ?
Can two people look beyond the appearances
for any feelings to construe ?
Given,to each others life their advent is new

Inevitable as death,
In Immortality it treads
From pieces to threads
It lingers in every head

I wonder who'd have first felt it true ..
Was it a need or pain ..
that gave desire a cause to pursue

Was it the heart that spoke ?
Was the mind that drafted
promises that'd be painful to revoke ?
And then contrived the truth
Till the chase for sensibility began ..

Thoughts though do not make love
actions do not prove it too
Feelings are pivotal pillions of its existence
that render defenseless anyone through

Human beings are born to love
from it they say life does renew
Vows of togetherness, Ah ! loved ones are blessed
who into infinity together continue ..

As Love
gives meaning to not life but death too . . .

Unbelong to retrieve ..

I sit here and think
what becomes
what happens
Pensive thoughts ..
when come through
doors unabated

Opening up the feelings bottled
remnants of the moments
that ended before
I could stop blinking ..

Coasting like a merry saint
ferrying on wings of an oblivious hope
Sitting by the moonlight on the shore
not willing to accept the change

Yet on a planet
Of thoughts that multiply
in darkness or pain
forever and evermore ..

Ridiculed by regrets
waiting for no more ..
wanting a breakthrough
Oscillating back and forth to the core

The facts that distance
puts in my face
the stack of existences
that are piling up
Inside me, of you ..

I wish we had known
each other for years
Would have made the difference
If I could see ..

I wish I could have spend
what I've earned
And all that I owe, to you
the love in arrears ..

As .. now penniless,
full of fears
Is the time for goodbye
the end of dreams
The silence of the screams ..

The warmth before the fears
The feeling of joy before and
in between pain
A courage so mustered
now flowing profusely
down the drain ..

To love everyday, in everyway
with no regret or solace
To grow comfortingly
gullible and yet never resent the pain

Leaving behind the confines of solitude
towards anonymity of a different kind
An ephemeral set of acclaim

Best settled for .. with disdain
Unbelong to retrieve
to commensurate
every new advent without prejudice and yet abstain ..

Trivial few, Vital many ..

There is an indelible mystery, unraveling
A day or two, it might play peek-a-boo ..
But its there for sure
Wont you ask yourself ..
Why isn't she here .. ?
Never said Goodbye, not returning for anything, anymore
Yet you're stuck on a memory, all alone
Occupied amongst a race
thats skilled in faking grace ..
Every tear, any pain ..
Let it flow .. down the drain
Those trivial few that rule our life ..
The vital many, who help us survive

You wake up any day, for whom do you care
The one's who's not there besides
or the one
staring down from near ?
If for the former your feelings don't subside
and shadows chase you day and night ..
For all the smiling faces
you couldn't care less
Yet so much reliance
can only and only ensure mess !
Those trivial few who narrate our plays
the trivial many
who script the remainder ways, our saving grace

For once you choose to negate the heart
Remember and retain, this is where
it all stems from and
Think straight, look ahead
Give yourself a head start
A minute into the journey
it strikes you inside
En route a choice lies ..
To accept what is .. To concatenate it to white lies
Those trivial few and vital many
all amongst us .. somewhat within us
Yet best looked outside ..

In whose heart you think .. you now can reside ?
The one thats not yours
The one that you choose not to realize
Running after feelings never enough emphasized
Best felt and at times when affinities compromised
Where it leads to blasphemized ..
Can you picture what will be ..
Resumed if sensibilities purge the sanity

The trivial few and vital many
those whom we let guide, the ones who let us define and identify ..