Wednesday, January 31, 2007

Let.It.Go.

You got something,
You never knew
You put it aside,
A thing so rare,so few.

You realised it late,
And went for a search of it;
You were sent another by fate
And the candles of hope lit.

You vowed to learn from mistakes,
You dint know that more mistakes were to come,
You gave away what you had for the new gift to take,
You thought you were right,you were done.

You tried to hide the past
You tried to revel in the present,
But the storm has left you in the dust
You have nothing,you can cry,you can lament.

You let the present grow,
You thought to live,learn and have;
But all in a whimsical row,
You knew sometimes that the past will urge to glow.

Now that you have failed to make the present happen,
Now that you want a resurrection of the past,
Now that you have left everything barren,
But you shud not regret anything now at last,
You let the present live,You have failed,
But you never built the past,
Which still cries to thrive,leaving you weak and frail.

You can just hope like the present...
Just hold on and wait,
...LET;IT;GO...if that is all what is left!

Monday, January 29, 2007

Free The Spirit

Standing in the shadows,kissed by the breeze;
Bewitched by the sky,I had myself seized.
Why does it remind me of the past?
Why does it remind me of the past?

How can there be such beningn beauty.....
Such beningn beauty in everything of the past?
That urges me to induce wanderlust,
Only if I could walk in the past!

Every clouds in the sky,
Every thoughts that i hide;
Every little thing that makes me crazy,
Leaves me in tears...I cry and cry......

So beautiful is this world!
I just dont want to grow;to fade away in the future,
I want to live and live to dream my past....
To vide my world in golden rust.

Lost in my island of dreams;
I am lost..no one hears my scream,
Why do I dream so high..anybody tell me why!
That I get crestfallen and sigh!

I wish I could be what I want to be,
I wish I could touch the sky,
I wish I could dive deep into the sea!

Every little thing I want to achieve!
Every little thing I take seriously!
Cant I relax and listen to what my heart hails?
Rather than turning frustratingly pale!

I keep brooding over little things,
Keep brooding over and over again!
I find myself suffocated ...and I am laid back
Laid back in my dreams...
I want to break free....
Set me in jamboree!

Thursday, January 25, 2007

Digital Emotions

Countless like the stars,
Hazy and mysterious like the clouds;
As ephemeral as the fireworks,
My emotions that grow and fade behind the shroud.

For a moment,vibrant like the summer sun;
The next moment,gloomy like the monsoon sky,
Wondering like raining tears among all the fun,
I recoil,I tear apart,I m off,I fly.

I smell the unavoidable lowness,I sigh,
Crucified in an inexorable predicament,
I escape to an world of dreams,and I m once again high,
Realising the inevitable futility,I cry ,I lament.

What if I were always happy and I knew what I want!
What if I were always free of worries and tension!
What if I were stable,I were complacent!
What if I were not left wondering in the aimless horizon!

Its me,its mood,its revelation,its sadness in utter fluctuation,
Help me survive the digital emotion!

Monday, January 22, 2007

Love,Sensuality,Devotion.

It is coming back once again,
Its been long that we put stains;
It is coming back once again,
Lets give it a try,no expectations,no pain.

I never meant to disappoint you,
I never meant to be crestfallen;
I never knew our love was so true,
Without you,its so bleak,so barren.

You set me free,nevertheless I was trapped,
The wind is blowing round and round;
You flew away so far,along the paths untrammeled,
Left me behind in the memories abound.

The childhood summer days,
Blinking and glittering-leave me in fray;
I wish I could take you to the sun,
Warm up the cold beween us,leave it all done.

Laughing away the tears,
Glowing with hopeful eyes,
Crying away the fears ,
Grappling in love and ties.

All these to let you know,
We are not yet done,our love is not yet over;
We will be back and love will shower.

Let me put my arms around you!

Thursday, January 18, 2007

Confessions of a Gemini

Like a line drawn in water,
Floating in moods and temper;
Like mercury enclosed in palms,
Elusive and mutably amber.
Fresh and nascent like a caterpillar,
Restless and desperate to bloom in vigor;
The soul unplugged;the wings stretched,
The butterfly sparks off in chimeric colour.
Fatally attractive and loved by all and sundry,
Reciprocates feelings truly and beyond boundary;
Always honest and meaningful in his virtual world,
Only to get hurt and traumatised being a skulduggery.
Grows morose,grows euphoric,as the surroundings blend,
Affected by monotonicity;laments to unwind in new trend;
Preyed upon by inactivity;a jack of all trades-
Gamboling activities,giving up all before they end.
The messenger of the God,an impeccable communicator,
Needs to exhaust the realm of knowledge before the days flicker;
Perfect in his dealings,sales ice in antarctica-
Talking in and out of things accolades him as a prankster.
Lighting fast in everything,revelling on a thousand thoughts,
Fame,dreams and recognition all come unfought;
He, who is at his natural frequency never finds it hard,
To conquer the expedition,which for others is a dream to be sought.
What-you-see-is-what-you-get is the jingoism,
Kind,benevolent and generous,a preacher of altruism;
Nothing hurts like an espionage on their honesty-
But,alas!after all its about Geminism.

Wednesday, January 17, 2007

The Winter Moods

The shimmering sunlight comes creaking the window,
Wimpy eyes complaining;the body twisted in the cold;
The lazy blankets roll off,unwillingness and hatred growing in folds!!

The desolate trees stand;the leaves braving the wind,
Everything numbed by the ruthless chill;
Praying for the sun to burn bright,
Getting drenched in the magical daylight!

Seconds fly away;the cold dews in the daily routine;
The soul rests in the winter chimera-fantasises on dejavu...
Fog unveils the gray sky;but nothing beats the cold;
The victimised emotions,the tamed moods grapple in its hold!

The afternoon has never been so quick;
And the sun has never crossed the vertical unnoticed,
The after-noon blues start haunting,
And the distant horizon starts fading;
The moody sun starts setting beyond the virtual clouds,
The brightness,the heat,the energy all lost in shroud!

The dark night-domineering and autocratic,lands finally;
Spreading tentacles of chill,mystery and silence;
The world seems obscure,dead and reluctant mercilessly,
I stay awake till late night,a night so long....
I let my emotions grow,intermingle and throng;
And enjoy the macabre silence before I fall asleep.