Try wipe the blank stare off your face,
See if it leaves a better version of my swollen cheeks,
Go take the coins that have holed my pockets,
See if you can mend my life and my trouser's,
Try jibe me with the times the world conspired against me,
And if it drains the rage boiling in your head,
See it fit that i too get a chance twice as you,
Try hide all the niceties that make up my hobbies,
And if that act fills you up with satisfaction,
See to it that the empty shell in me is forgiven,
Try bid me farewell this time round,
See if you can scribble a note for once,
Under the bed, take the notebook i have penned for you,
In there you'll find my swan song to you.
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Try me again
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Friday, September 26, 2008
Adieu, Oh bottled one!
When your belts start to look like snakes,
Dancing away the night breeze in your wardrobe,
When your heap of clad looks like an overgrown cat,
The shiny buttons glowing to resemble the beasts eyes,
And the bed switch seems a mile away to save you,
My brother, its time to say no to the bottle.
Thursday, May 1, 2008
Days Gone by
The sand has lost its place,
No longer does it shape the desert,
Nor bask at the shiny beach,
The sand castles have fallen too,
Together with the children,
Time has changed their fate,
So long are the days, when,
It was a child's world, earth,
And gone are the days, when,
Such poetry would make CENTS!
Friday, November 9, 2007
The Untimed Rendezvous
My head hesitates as i try to spin my neck,
To steal that one glance to a distant journey,
One trip to the days that have lost a place in me,
Days of yore i hate to reminisce, mixed with joy,
Every look at her captures me with a grip,
That holds my conscience, and my memory freezes,
She stands there alone, in her own quest for life,
With her timid face i try to search for such bravery,
My inner self keeps shunning me from that past,
But still i turn to steal a glance at her,
The world seems so small, she gazes at the unseen,
Her innocence speaks for her first, i don't know the rest,
She too cares less, nature balances for the harmless,
I make sure our eyes never meet, i am a scared man,
The fear that she will see a link between us,
Is making me nervous yet greatly inspired,
For one last time i pull the courage again,
Once again i steal that precious glance at her,
One last time before i board for home,
These are memories i want to keep so fresh in me,
Hoping that they may push me in this life,
My life is becoming complicated, far from the past,
Not sure of when i'll meet my past again, i turn,
This time she was gone. With all that she had.
Monday, October 22, 2007
Only the Lovely
There are days when we stop time,
And the sun still fails to shine enough,
To brighten that day,
There are days we fail ourselves,
And form dark moments with not enough clouds,
To stop the tears of joy,
There are times i crave for a pen,
And fail to commit my heart to a worthy paper,
To say just who you are to me,
There are times we travel far away,
And never far as my dreams have fetched for you,
To tire me out and say no more,
There are moments i doubt reality,
And my life feels worth living more than once,
To meet you in the next life, dear,
There are moments i want to cherish,
And keep them safe in the holiest grail ever,
To have kept the sweetest of moments.
Friday, October 19, 2007
Can't be any better [Madness version]
Have you seen the rain?
As it pounds the dusty dust,
Changing colour just as a proof of point?
Have you seen it,the crystal vacuum?
Right among a million of them and shining.
And the star, did you see it?
Right in the middle of the galaxy?
There were children too,you saw them?
Standing next to you at two feet tall,
But the children counted the stars!
The Love, did you learn its etiquette?
That you should always chew but never swallow?
Hot as it was, did it mean anything to you?
All along you have been in love, yes indeed,
It just took you more time to taste it.
Has your life ever been so real?
Even now that its ransomed, was it yours?
You think its worth all the fight for nothing?
Its time you let it go, and all of it,let it go,
Just count the stars, love more and chew dust.
Thursday, August 23, 2007
Not a closed case, Not yet
She had this gaze...much like the hackneyed birds of prey,
Her ambiance was bewitching...much like a charmed one,
All the soulful songs jammed my head in her presence,
Inspiring love, love once alive, she left me petrified,
I preferred a bird's eye view of the extreme beauty,
She cherished her own company, thin suites her favorite,
Her hair-style seemed like a complement to her lifestyle,
Every step in her walk seemed a complex math, only her solved,
Her life she held in high esteem, keeping me far at bay,
She fed me fantasies, my guts could not swallow her pride,
I still preferred a bird's eye view, of a body exquisite,
There are some sweet things, i say, that are better not tasted,
Somethings too i would love to keep as secrets, myself to bury,
Her world she clouded with mystery, her beauty with a smile,
I just wish i knew her secrets, hoping against all hope,
That way i would know her weakness, her mystery...demystified.
Monday, August 13, 2007
Right to Fight
Am in a fight with them,
All that have lost their hope,
And have let their buttons lose,
They have scattered seeds of death,
Carnations sprout, and we laid wreath!
Am in a fight with them,
All that have faked love,
And have trespassed my innocense,
Running away with pieces of my heart,
Scared of love, and tonight am going out!
Am in a fight with them,
All that have sold my country,
And have made my future a bounty,
The same old cars coming in new rims,
With no future, but i still have dreams!
Am in a fight with them,
All who have failed to say this,
And now that i have said it, guess,
That they spread a word or maybe back-bite,
A distressed persona, I over-sleep to date!!
Sunday, May 27, 2007
The Dream
'Twas dusk when they came,
They panted like runaway hounds,
I slowed and stood agape by the alley,
Death is what i waited for,
" it is your destiny",he pulled out the heckler,
Placed it on my palm,heavy as death itself,
As the sirens blared the whole alley...
Everyone was scattering, i scattered,a heckler in my hand,
I had a life to shield,
I had turned into a target myself,
'Twas little too late,
I saw death in a dream,
It only lived to be a dream,
Just as i wished.