Sunday, October 25, 2015

Ghost Town

[ A ghost town is an abandoned village, town or city, usually one which contains substantial visible remains. A town often becomes a ghost town because the economic activity that supported it, has failed]

Walked again, into the old and arid place,
Ages it has been since I last saw its face.
The once concrete roads are now bleeding dust,
Blinds are drawn on the windows, their skin full of rust.
Snubbed the gravel’s greetings under my boots,
But the silence’s screams crawled under my hair's roots.
Familiarity was lurking somewhere in an anonymous house of fears,
While a sea of sad silhouettes crouched, creating an oasis with their tears.


Velvety darkness, softly ran its hand on the curve of my waist,
Suddenly feeling starved, I grabbed and sucked on it for a taste.
The windows rattled...
The silhouettes shuddered...
The dust rose from its grave into a blizzard.
I shut my eyes, as into me, it walked


I opened the stinging eyes of mine,
and felt a snake of coldness slither down my spine.
in front of the mirror, with a cold gaze,
I saw the old and arid face.

Thursday, September 18, 2014

Imagine me

A me within me
A Heart within that she
With waters crashing, mirthless
And black

A me within me
A Soul within that she
With skies rumbling, restless
And red

A me within me
A Mind within that she
With winds howling, reckless
And gray

A me within a me
A Being within that she
With creatures prowling, reinless
And white

Imagine Me
Carrying that she—
With bones and muscles seeking, quenchless
The Black, red, gray and white.

Saturday, September 13, 2014


Confused insect running in concentric circles
The corner of sealed packet severed from its body
Short leg of a table being called stumpy by it’s brothers
The last drop of shower just too late to touch the body
I know how you feel.

A spider’s work of life treated as dust
The strand of hair losing its place
The screw’s lovely blush mistaken for rust
The weed pulled out for its genus and race
I know how you feel.

Time and again,the black-board unapologetically being erased
The balloon about to be pricked into a vaporous tomb
The words smudged by salty-drops in a letter, unposted
An apple’s core with its dying children in its womb
I know how you feel

Monday, September 1, 2014

A Lost "I"

"No happy ending.
Only compromises.
Shoved into darkness.
Naming  it Trust.
Playing the make-believe game of Love
Grabbing for Relationships-a fabled treasure trove
Finding a false security in numberless pictures
Forgettable moments camouflaged as memorable ones
Numerous contacts bored into a fake conversation

Existing only in caricatures.
Rambling about hope.
Cribbing about Change.
But at that dark moment standing friendless.
Seeing yourself behave in a way that you promised you never will.
Compromising on your character in the name of  ‘being nice’.
Family, Friendships,acquaintances, strangers
Acting with all of them
Fighting for all of them
But For you?

Are you complete?
Do you like the hypocrite you see in the mirror?
Do you like this half-baked Semi-truthful lump of flesh?
Don’t you smell the stench of falsities?
Don’t you hear the yowls for nourishment from the inner character?
Is that your hair curling in painful convulsions of cheapness?
Is that your leg limping in pitiful jerks of shriveled sureness?
Is this the end?
Are you yet another victim of the blind chastised cult called community?
Are you yet another hostage of this home of hypocrisy?
Have you turned into a noise of nosiness in a mist of mumbles?
Are you seeped-in with societal sewage in this sea of evolutionary fumbles?

Is that you laughing?
Or wickedness showing its teeth?Once again.
Is that you dancing?
Or is that the megalomaniac's ego gyrating?Once again.
Is that YOU preaching?
Or is it the incestuous WE dictating?Once again.
Do you recognize yourself?
Do you?
Who are you?"

yelped A Lost "I".

Once Again.

Saturday, August 16, 2014

Little Somethings

like a disturbance caused by a lil drop in a pool
The sight of you triggers a million memories 
Slowly unraveling , invading a small area of my mind
It ravages ,in seconds the whole of my cognizance is hazy with your scent

My ego has become your sentimental slave
My heart, a fawning fallible minister
My body, a submissive suggestive offering
My mind,a wishful welcoming plaything
Look here my love!
Look here.
Before I bleed myself for your attention.

STOP. Reckless.drugs. Overdose. Wasted.STOP.
Eyes. Big. True. Compliment. Compete. Jealous. Deceive. Slut. STOP.
Pretty. Lovely. Alone.Unsafe. Unguarded. Rascals. Rape. Blood. STOP.
Decent. Charming. Ambitious. Perseverance. Tested. Stagnated. Disappointed. Suicide. STOP.
People.World. Today.Please STOP!

Lets not delve into the complicated details.
You know me. I know you.
Lets not brood over the statistics of its longevity.
I will love you. You will love me.
Lets not crib about territorial rights over each other.
I will be yours. You will be mine.
Lets Skip the unnecessary frostings of feelings. Skip it!
We are forever.Period.

You and only You
I talk ,you ignore
You talk,i consume
You cry,i hold
I cry,you sleep
You hurt,i forgive
I hurt,You blame
You create, I revel
I create, you mock
You try, I support
I try,you resent
You dream, I believe
I dream ,You laugh

My love,you take
Your ego, I bleed

Sleep my child
Little mischief like the wild
My little baby I rock you back and forth,
i rock you back and forth
Sleep little child let the dreams come forth
Stars! Galaxies! 
Witches with twitches.
Let your imagination take you to your own places
To build your own castles
Let that be your own world that leaves beautiful lil traces
Dream my child!
You can be a rose!
You can be a swan!
And Promise me when you wake up
You will forever BLOOM and  you will forever FLY.
So sleep my child.
Let me rock you back and forth.Back and forth. Back and forth

Monday, June 23, 2014

I Love You,Forevermore

(On dad's 60th Bday.)

A Father defines what it is to be a Man in this clamorous cosmo
A man loves a woman like an equal,he does not hold her down ,he sets her free
A man takes the hand of his woman when he fumbles and proudly proclaims so
A man takes on his vices by the throat and punches them into a debris

A Father never  builds a fortress around his daughter,calling her a princess
instead he teaches and preaches, proudly unleashes her onto the world
He gallops,rejoices as she leaps around in the woods with her fiery tresses
He does not let her just wait around for her prince charming,lost in a dream-world

A Father shows the treacherous path to happiness,with his love and life as beacons
He chides her when she lags behind lazily ready to move into unknown darkness
His hope does not flinch even when she is easily enticed by life's shenanigans
Instead he regains the pieces of her dignity for her with his forgiveness

Being cradled in his laughter is her highest form of luxury
Being the reason for his pride is her highest badge of  honor
Ensconced in the warmth of his hand lies her Beautiful eternity
Ensconced in the fire of his heart lies her magnificent manor

His laugh forever dances in her bones
His humor forever twinkles in her eyes
His intelligence reflects in her different tones
His extreme emotions leap in her poetic cries 

Nanna,Never doubt my ardent worship of you
Never doubt my belief in the goodness of you 
Never doubt my undying faith in you
And never ever doubt my unconditional love towards you

I Wish upon my stars to be intertwined with yours,Beyond Infinity
I Pray upon my memories to be bottled up in my core,Beyond Immortality
Now and forever,
Forever and Beyond...

Wednesday, April 30, 2014

A Lioness' Freedom.

She is one pure majestic sight.
Her waist delicate,carved like the crescent of the moon tapering into beautiful golden paws. She opened her eyes,the corneas- a bronze delight!The wind moved touching her like it was a rare opportunity.And then the lioness roared "The pleasure of stretching and pushing the hind legs and digging the paws in the fresh green grass,rolling all over the pasture while the dew drops sweep my skin,The unadulterated morning wind rushing through my hair. Ah!Love this freedom. How can one not be happy here? Even if one tried they couldn't. Ah!The feline pride is something that's unmatched to any other creature"
This was her way to greet every day, Being proud of herself  and the world. To breath in the freedom and the pride of the place that she has in her kingdom. She walked like a Queen.Head held high.Paws poised.A graceful walk.
She stared at the warm morning rays of the sun and dipped herself in the pool .After a brief bath she was on a regal recce of her favorite places around.

As she reached a cluster of bushes where she usually likes to take her siesta. She saw another lioness.She was sizing her up,thought to herself-"She is beautiful,alright.But not as much as me" she flipped her mane arrogantly and walked towards her. This other woman was so sad,you could feel it in the air surrounding her. The Lioness hated when these other women became sad without a concrete reason. She snorted for her attention. The sad one didn't even lift her head up. Pissed off by the indifference,the Lioness left.The next day was the same.The Lioness was frustrated with this woman's behavior and thought "I am giving her a week.Tops!"
A week passed.
The next day she saw her again in the midst of the bushes-this time in an even worse state,she had tears rolling down her golden cheeks. The Lioness finally burst out "What happened? Whats your problem?" She asked in a tone of utter condescension.The sad woman replied "I came here a week before. Its stifling here, Its so overwhelmingly sad. I don't know who I am anymore."
The Lioness was shocked and confused "So you migrated? you can discover yourself here. You are free in this wilderness. All the possibilities!!The freedom of no boundaries. Breathe in.Smell it! Taste it! Ahhh! Can't you feel it?Just live it! " she said.
The other lioness was clearly surprised "Are you sure you know where you are? Are you sure this is freedom?"
The Lioness replied in vehemence"Of course I am! This IS Freedom!"
She asked "Have you seen the end of this expanse?"
"No,I haven't, there is no end, I might accidentally migrate to another place,if i ever want to see the end of it" said she.
The other woman let out a snort of sarcastic derogation "Follow this trail, when you return, I shall be happy. Follow this trail till you stop,you will know when to stop." she said ,turned her back and walked away.

The lioness thought it was a stupid challenge but walked on. Well this would be an opportunity for me to know my home she thought to herself. Its been ages since i walked around.So she went ahead with the challenge.
She sang,trotted and skipped her way onto the trail. She walked for 6 hours. She raised her head to see the sky trying to find the sign that the other woman was referring to. Her view was unclear due to something.She couldn't figure out what it was. She moved faster to know what it was. It looked like a pattern of hanging interlinked roots of some kind. Curious,she moved faster. She ran and ran.
She was huffing and puffing but she ran towards the hanging roots.

Suddenly,Her run was subconsciously stopped!

What lay in front of her was a horrific sight!
Her mind froze!
Her heart was beating faster.
Her breathes came in faster and louder.
Her fierce body fell onto the ground at the outrageous betrayal.
She had to close her eyes to stop this stifling slap of reality.
She opened her eyes again, slowly,much slowly,
To may be magically repaint what lay in front of her.
To may be realize it was an illusion of nature.
To may be see that it was a cruel joke by someone.
May be! Maybe!
The WALL was still there.
A concrete wall that rose into the sky with iron fences.
Fences!!Barricades!A wall!

She turned left and right.The wall seemed unending.
And so was the sudden grief within her heart.

Her world was suddenly disintegrating.
Her feet trembled. She felt non-existent.
She didn't know who she really was.

Her memories have suddenly withered.
Her love suddenly annihilated.
Her mind suddenly became a fog of arid agony.
She stood aghast.
"All a facade!All a trickery!"

She looked at her paws.
She didn't know them anymore.
She felt her fur.
It seemed like a mat made out of  cheap weed.

She felt ugly!
She was ugly!
She heard the wind howling in laughter of derision.
She saw the sun whipping her cruelly with rays of cheap questions.
She felt the ground carrying her weight like she were an illegitimate child.

All of her life was a mere illusion of liberty.
Her Life-A cheap blanket of permitted choices given by somebody else's moth eaten prejudiced thoughts.
Indeed,a vile guise!
Her identity was made up.
All her thoughts were based on what was chosen to be shown.
All of her,was built on somebody else's orders.
All of her decisions were Somebody else's grants.

She stammered ........"FFFREEDOMM!!!??"........