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Saturday, August 17


Words on Water


You came to me when I was lost
and today I find myself lost in you…
You held my soul when it wasn't wandering
and rested it within your fears

Years of emptiness arrested…
You came and opened all locked doors
including the ones sealing my lips
and heart

You held my nerves and
let me touch your heart
And within it you created us a home
a shelter to last, that was only ours to break

And I learned what it was to lean,
call someone mine and mean it too
What this word ‘love’ could mean...
and what we could become by it

But did I?

You told me actions are love
and I chased you down with words
You said silence is lyrical
and I wrote love songs to make you mine
You said love needs to be healthy
and I gorged on you till the clocks bled dry
You said distance would keep us sane
and together we tasted insanity
You kissed my lips and I bit your tongue
You said love needs to wait, it will find its way
and I proposed to you the same day
You told me the meaning of god
and I raised you the only pedestal I knew
You came to me shy and unhinged your hopes
I caged you in ropes and stitched your smile
You screamed reason with battered hope
I saw logics drugged with delusion
You threatened me in despair
and I saw no reason to stand up and care
You slowly breached the little spell
and I finally begun feeling the tremors as the tears fell

And then one day you packed up and left
with the pieces you could find
and scattered me to the mercy
of a mortal life in a room full of mirrors

Among reflections, I could only deflect for so long
and in your absence, my opium,
I couldn't help but see my life like you did
like I should have lived
like I could have cared
like I needed to give
things I needed to share
dreams I needed to dream
hopes I needed to raise
love as I was meant to see
pain I needed to share
words that couldn't care
actions you couldn't see
hope that ceased to arrive
fear that brought in strife

A hundred days passed us by
your wounds didn't heal
and my anger couldn't show me why
the apologies I piled on you
In the hope you would look right through
my sincerity and regrets
that brought me back to life

My fears and mistakes
were painted on our canvas like fire
and then my attempts to rescue
didn't seem to collate
all the scattered fears
and all my bumbling mistakes

I could have left the world
if I would leave it better
than I had found...
but the very flower adorning my garden
was now rusting to the ground

I said all my prayers and
called on all the gods I knew
only to realise that with the wilting flower
my only god was leaving me too

To the human in me, that decay left a sound
I rose from a deep slumber
and looked past the despair

Painting new leaves, the plant grew
but the flower remained static
like our distance before we knew

I could use all the words I know
and a million times for the forgiveness
for the logics I couldn't show
And tell you how much
I've lost already in your tears
to ask you to come back to me
draped even if in your fears

to promise you this time nothing but respect
to hold your head high in every aspect
to keep you in my heart before sight
to love you through the day and not just night
to reach out to the person in your skin
to hold you near but not close
to use words only when actions would dry
and love you till you till your hopes
begin to, once again, fly...

Thursday, June 14



Distance

I’ve held you here
Up, close, let you become dear
And, you have let me grow
Sowed the seeds of love
Without letting me know

Long and unhindered have been our seasons
Undivided have been my joys
Compounding with each day of your grace
And growing from the longing of the night

Little aberrations of your absence
I’ve lost sleep over
Little moments of distance
Have led me to forsake

Oh, but this new obstacle in our course
Is harder than anything we’d ever had to shake
Your absence douses my lonely heart
Oh, the pain of knowing it from the start

The sacrifices you’ve had to make are many
Like the moments that keep me going
In your longing, I embrace
The feeling of not being far….

The promises you’re yet to keep
The love I’m yet to give or receive
The life that is set to renew
Is all that I’m looking for when I look up...

The last days, the curled up smiles
The simmering moments in the days rushing by
All too dear, with a pinch of salt I keep
As I close my eyes and let dreams sweep...

With the promise I no longer weep
With the hope I sometimes sleep
With the longing; my eyes still know
I’m not far behind, wherever you go

Distance makes those loved fonder
And leaves many verses like this incomplete
For the journeys are us as much as we are them
Like these blank pages waiting to be complete…

Saturday, April 7






Daydream

I was only dreaming…
Lost in confusion and total self-bliss
I've found the relation
between dreams and wishes

A dream is a fantasy lived only while asleep
but wishes have a canvas vast and deep

A dream can bring true
the wish never thought
as mind wanders aimlessly
towards the feelings sought

But a wish is a simple,
momentous undertaking,
a grasp over things
still in the making

Now my understanding
of wishes and dreams
have broadened my scope
or so it would seem
but still I'm confused,
nothing is clear

Because you are a wish,
and yet a dream so near
with the breath of each day,
I wish for your sight
and while I can,
get up each day to put up a fight

Visions of loneliness
turn to dreams in the night
You've become a fantasy
with realistic tones
I long for you
more than time spent alone

Sadly enough my dreams cause confusion
they are, for all their purpose
a meager illusion

And though the dawn of each day
may be cheerful to sight
the suns sets fast to fading light

I fear the darkness
and my receding flight
is leading me to a war
which I’m not ready to fight

For now this war 
is a battle within
a dreadful nightmare
in which love not rationality must win

What should I do? Where must I begin?
Who should I console?
What is my sin?

Should I ask for more
or remain in dear refrain?

For in dreams, with you,
my world is complete
But in life
you’re a martyr to hope so elite…

I've grown to know
you care for me with passion
but I fear the lack of mutuality
might cause the altercation
before the admission
of tender love that grows
ever so slow

If I am to approach you
with some indication
would it strengthen our friendship
or cause detonation?

This is the confusion,
the struggle, the fight,
Until I am sure,
you’ll remain a dream of the night…

Wednesday, January 4





चल दिए

एक दिन आया
खुद को पाया


खुद से जो मिले
सब कुछ आया


सब कुछ जो मिला
कुछ भी न मिला


जब कुछ न मिला
खुद को पाया


खुद से मिलकर
कुछ ख़ुशी हुई


कुछ ख़ुशी मिली
ग़म भी आया


ग़मगीन रहे ख़ुशी रूठ गयी
हँसना भूले रोना आया


रोते रोते रात गयी
सुबह उठे नया दिन आया


नए दिन का नया सुरूर था
फिर क्यूँ कल में जीने का फितूर था


जब सोचा तो समझ न आया
फिर रात ढली सपना आया


सपने जो थे अपने जो थे
गिन गिन कर उनको अपनाया


कुछ छूटे थे कुछ टूटे थे
आँखों में थे पर रूठे थे


कुछ खो कर भी कितना कुछ पाया
तुम जो आये, सब कुछ आया 


मंजिल भी मिली रस्ते भी दिखे
उन रास्तों पर खुद का पाया


दिए चल उस डगर पर, छोड़ पीछे अगर मगर, डर
राहों में हमारी तुम जो थे

Friday, December 10



Perfectly lonely


something somewhere
somewhat amiss

thinking and grieving
I can but ignore

where is the silence
that I've not wanted to endure

in between walls
sounds of hollow shaken beauty


and a myth of
guarded demons shadowing the night


tame the hunger
the desire, the greed


taste the bittersweet
the ride to follow


here comes the sun

here comes the sun


no sun to follow
the darkness too hollow


the mystery is
that there is but none


a want to deep
and a rage to run


far and wild
and up and above


to a placed call home
where I will meet love

and but there the story won't end...

Tuesday, September 7


Leave out all the rest

It still hurts,
you’ve changed your name
I’ve lost the game,
and you’re no longer here,

It still hurts,
I’ve cried the tears,
lived the years,
wrinkled in fears
coiled up till today

I move on as I sometimes do,
away from things, away from you
and think of life on a planet new
but why should I?
I can’t follow through

So I sit by the hourglass,
and let time form me a shape,
I watch closely the stars
that still give me light,
I sit right through,
while slumber lulls the night

I read each memory of your name,
and the misfit you said we were to each other’s name,
and it turns out we did move on,
just that I couldn’t outlive that song

I can cry but it hurts just as much
without it too
if I start I still seek you to continue

I watch you from far observing the change,
 turning to the mirror that caged me benign
how could I ever give you
a better sign or proof, of my being aloof…

Light years back I could see this day,
yet looking back, memories of us are fading away
I can ask you for time,
I know you will have some,
I could ask you some more
but how could I ever ask...
Yourself, you..?

I’d only return to a night black,
an image of fantasy rusting in time
reasons and love that just didn’t rhyme

I see a couple, and I think it’s you,
moving on towards what you were meant to,
and I picture my name on that door,
creatively, I could still be your core
and you my accessory…

a sultry design,
oh, I could wear you
till my skin would have the impression
on which my heart resigned

I take it, you never felt this way,
in a world of chaos, how can logics come to play
I keep rowing, but I don’t seek the shore…

I’m just looking to run from the skies
that housed us, the one moment
 I stepped into life’s pure

And since then this exploration
has been all about the will to explore,
the love she said is all about will,
 but my might is wearing thin

Yes, without you, I seem to be wandering thin
not having much to lose
and without having a desire to win…

Though there are desires,
but none that I seek to pursue,
I could ask you to hold me again,
but then it wouldn’t just be me… or you

My solitude takes an admirable shape,
I’m seeking old worlds with a new gaze
but for now, like a miasma,
you seem to grow
and with every heartbeat I can feel that echo...

I gather around my thoughts
and continue to live in peace
and when the darkness becomes too bitter
I close my eyes and pray for release…

Monday, June 22




Be here now

Places in my head
I travel without time
bringing me home
to where I can still hear your name chyme

Hope in my heart that you're mine
and some new space for myself

to not lose it when I find you
Be here now...

Bring me to me
Bring me to you
And when we get there
we'd see what really is true

Hope insane and hope till you remain
and hope in vain if that's all that you do
till it becomes your nonchalance
And someday it will come true

Ask for reasons that you can't name
and name the ask that keeps our name
Be here now

And in the distance
long lost lonesomeness lasts
of the promises
that are stitched to the hearts

we live to grasp
these lessens inane
and then the sanity
that calls them profane

Be here now
cause together will be better
than me and you

Be here now
for reasons just won't do...


Saturday, December 6





Teardrops on strummed guitar

feeling of fall being far
the autumn healing
subdued this year
illusions, I can't see them really
and so the distances
and the widening distances
that are wholesomely near

I couldn't talk
and I wouldn't dare

might've been apart but best kept near
and I don't mind when you're here
and the stories of the sleepless nights,
the hue bound sky
and the minty wine


I wouldn't dare and I wouldn't share
holding onto everything
I'll take to what, of yours'
I have here

while basking
in what I thought to be mine


you know the songs
that were just made to rhyme
and the coils of thoughts that words
would never know
or show

the twisted arm of this crooked clock
has stuck on the moment
it was made to block

the time it took
for the rain to dry

and the wind to gain what the air left up,
above, afloat, high...


the basket of confessions
in this one man truth and dare,
shared philosophies now untold and hidden
wisdom held dear


the art of music is akin to that of life
a seamless symphony attuned to a principle
that's
no principle when you can't hold on tight...

Tuesday, July 22



Empty spaces

A robust bird in cage
on a journey
towards it lost flight

Once sky's patriot
now on leveled hermitage
bowing into swan song

wanting to be someone else
he begins to swim
in tears of its passing age

waiting to be rekindled
parks its wings
in hope's resting page

Under its old nest
I ponder of the empty spaces
to its freedom, the spaces to its dawn

while looking at shadows
that bring out a color well known
and shades of gloomy hue

The unhappy hour
and its moments, I'd eternalize

The flight, if the bird is dream
is winged with my might

The restraint is to
reach oblivion

The might is
to last infinity

Time, they say moves on
and what doesn't last
would never go on

How then could I search in places
where I've never gone

What do I do to fill
the places
when I know the void
is making me strong...

The wings are not
going to take me places
when I know not
of the prevailing storm

The journey is not
going to carve me places
when empty spaces is all I long.

Thursday, May 8




Close

This is how it goes ...

I believe we keep
on moving on till neither
of us remembers or knows
I sense this is what remains,
what lies ahead
and what lies behind
are tiny and insignificant
considering what remains
is strong enough to bind
matters over together, what we
are trying to find

Crashing and pushing
our way through destiny
and truth untold
I've uncovered in the laps of
agony myself manifold
and hence you ...
I'm closer, than
I've ever been to myself
I'm closer to myself
because I'm closer to you
I still look within
and I realize as I go deep
all the shallow places
are filled and there is so much
more love to reap
I have seen the longing
in your eyes and the wait
that you never did
despise,
one that led that life
back from gray
I've known the tempest
and I've been one too
There is no joy in belonging
though when the reunion
is any less than through
two solemn souls invisible to mortalities
or obligations of the ritualistic world
yet sharing a abode thats true...

This is then how it goes ...
Nobody says and nobody knows
Nobody, but the ones who share ...

Saturday, April 26



Come away with me....


And I've come so far
yet the distance seems
so near ...

Running from what
I cherish most
I ask then
for you to turn dear, again

Come away with me
and we'll color the night
we'll pass the day
and sip dreams in white moonlight

I thought I'd give up dreaming
when you went vacating
my seasons

My convictions though
only became thorough
as I'm returning with
many more reasons

This joy has no rhyme
but the rhythm is divine
I feel I'm losing myself
all over again
even after declaring
I'm asinine ...

I would still urge
for your happiness
if not mine

Poems, prayers, promises
all for love

Come away with me

I'm learning to define
my joys
and scrabble my pain

I'm not reliving past
though I'm recreating the
magic all over again ..

My magic and my wizard
then
come near and become
the defining shine

Come away with me
I don't want to lose what's mine ...