About Me

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Hope.






Every soul has two contrasting tones
The bright and the dark
Composing life in dramatic overtones
Without them,a person would lack  a true spark

But submit not,to the negativity
True,every rose has it's thorn
the thorn is nipped,Not the rose's beauty
for each negative thought dismissed,a better person is born

Sometimes emptiness does cry in the heart of one's mind
Only one choice seems visible,standing crystal clear
The other is only seen by the blind.
Indeed,the blind...the ones that are blind to fear.


Self-pity is the most famous route to take
Pessimism is always at it's other end to greet
But the dream has to be kept alive,protected and awake
it has to become the way of life,one's own heartbeat.


There will be wounds that are real but not physically concrete
There'll be days of angst and anguish
But lose not the faith!Lose not the belief.And retreat.
The healing is painful and long,but do not languish


We're the choices we make 
 each gifted with a powerful matchstick within us,to grope
It's upon us whether-To Light our own pyre to give up,to Forsake
Or To Light a candle to Promise,to Hope.





Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Seeing the light.



Everything was a sudden blur
and the surroundings evaporated under the evil glare
fear crept in,a pain swooned when consciousness regained
The air reeked of stench and the carpet i was lying on was stained

Making an attempt to stand,i realized
my clothes were torn and hair disheveled,every inch of me pained,
 I could see my nails broken and my legs indecently spread-eagled
I felt my nerves wildly tremulous,'cause of the pain inflicted

Crashing down,it all came,all my screams and the lewd laughter
forcible demonic hands,evil hisses and the crude chatter
every girl's "womanhood" is a gift she always fears
and now mine was taken while eyes burned with bloody tears

With none to hear I Cried,and I cried
till I ran out of my tears,I cried and I cried
when my consciousness left,i was dumped back in an alley
Even Lowest Humanity,sadly doesn't have any ally

Into the dark my once sunny thoughts plummeted 
Every thing with life,I feared and doubted
I was scared of myself,scared of my own touch
every breath was a torment too much

Lost in a complex spell I didn't know how to break
Lost in a conundrum ,I didn't know how to crack
I pleaded my mind to protect my sanity with a shield
I begged for the clutching shame at my heart to yield

Just when the pinnacle of my weakness was hit
Like an explosion in furnace, my whole being lit
"He did not violate me,He did not come as close to as even a touch,
grabbed every part of me,every inch, but I did NOT feel his touch"

My thoughts are still unblemished,my mind pious
My feelings-the nucleus of my body,still are righteous
I'm still as clear as the teachings of a Zen
I'm still as pure as the raindrop from heaven

I lifted myself up with the strength acquired
and the sense of Me I regained
I moved towards the mirror with little apprehension
Step by step ,peering into it with anticipation

And I saw the same beautiful girl appear
I looked at my smiling reflection-with a happy tear
A face with two guileless almonds
Sparkling eyes of black diamonds


EPILOGUE:A Rape cannot reach the true depth of a woman's body.

Sunday, December 11, 2011

Language of tears.


Death doesn't put an end to Love.
-If Only.



Crashed down.Dazed and confused-
vision of joy blurred and obscured
What is the cure? For I’m not physically wounded
But lost my soul in a maze, it lies in a pandemonium of dread
The mind is obliterating memories, Or itself, is it losing?
The heart is pumping blood, Or itself, is it bleeding?
Nostalgia is a bittersweet feeling, it tells tales-
Of every picture holding your infinitesimal details
But there will be no new memories, for into an oblivion you’ve vanished
It leaves in me an infinity, where all the light is banished
Every teardrop of mine is a deep ocean of melancholy
And I swim through it to reach an illusion of you, blindly
Imagining the shore where you stand and where itself happiness seats
I reminisce the myriad moments of our harmonious heartbeats  
With every happy thought I seem to punish myself more
In every thought, lies the sound of your laughter as its core

I hope it’s a dirge to my own existence,to which I persistently hear
In that laughter I smile but it’s accompanied by a bereaving tear
It trickles clasping you forlornly
It drops remembering you wistfully

Holding my mind as a quill, it phrases
Marking my soul with a stain, it punctuates
Helplessly, they run down,they flood.more of them-
And,in their tearful language, they pen a poignant poem.




Friday, December 9, 2011

Two Syllables.


Falling into an abyss,deeply into you
Reaching out to you, anew
With my consciousness to read
With your conscience to lead
Surrounded and wrapped in your cognizance
Unraveling you in your entirety with my diligence
Every tenuous membrane to be discovered
Every throbbing emotion to be deciphered
Listening to your glistening thoughts
treasured in their sapphire,jade and diamond pots
Treading into the depths of you,I see behind the façade- 
You've hidden the tears, the heartaches-paradoxical feelings I wish to softly prod

in the blues of your consciousness, I see your fears-
I wait till your guard of masculinity clears-
To reveal the sensitive side -childish and endearing.
I let go my own weaknesses –my bearing
I don’t find them mocking one another but stroking and caressing
I see them comforting each other and embracing.
I travel around and unlock your vault of dreams
My word! They strike me like strong sunbeams
Some simple, some sweet and a few atrocious I realize your extremities
I unleash my own ambitions in bounties
I see them confiding, and each other they’ve won
I smile, for now it has become ‘our’ dream-one!
I now carefully tread into darkness-negativity in you peeps
I poke further to get it all out, but resistance reaps
No giving up, I nudge and nudge-and slowly the darker shades creep
Insecurities and petty jealousies, finally little by little, they leap
Here’s not where I should let my underlying evils seep 
Thence I gather my strengths and lull them into a sedated sleep
Rocking back and forth
Rocking back and forth
I’m now starkly conscious of you
All of me melting into all of you
nothing physical,yet burning with intensity
amalgamating into one,in tranquility
Your true consciousness and mine
Two syllables effervescing to eternally entwine
To proudly profoundly pronounce Love.


Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Purpose


If you’re the adventure I’m the thrill in it
If you’re an icicle I’m the chill in it
If you’re Cap’ Jack sparrow I’m the black pearl
If you’re the ocean I’ll be the tectonic whirl
If you’re Sherlock Holmes I’m that mystique case
If you’re a Ferrari I’m your smooth race
If you’re Jackson I’ll be your moon walk
If you’re the valley I’ll be the mountain rock
If you’re Da Vinci I’ll be the Mona Lisa
If you’re a flight I’ll be your visa
If you’re the alcohol I’ll be the high
If you’re the Gambler I’ll be your die
If you’re the sailor I’ll be your boat
If you’re the Gangster I’ll be your bullet
If you’re the officer I’ll be your badge 
If you’re the sword I’ll be its edge

Always with you directing you like a compass

Always within you enriching your purpose.

Friday, December 2, 2011

The Girl of My Dreams.


Flowing like a bubbling brook
soft steps she took
Hugging herself amorously
palms slid from arcs of her shoulders,glibly
A mellifluous tune,she hummed  
lost in a trance of her own,she swayed
Shoulders loose, not a sign of worldly burden
oh!that Godly creation,what a maiden!

Child like yet womanly-complete.
enveloped in nature-now so obsolete
And then slowly she turned
right out of a painting ,she must have leaped
Laughter etched on her luminous face
Eyes sparkling of a heavenly grace
Lips carved into perfect smile
playing with Curls of her tresses,so nubile 

Holding a little red rose,she stood with her eyes low
She was not an angelic dame,but a force,hard to forego
Such a beautiful sight, such bliss
So palpable her vivacity,hard to miss
She stood in all her resplendence
I knew her,by some striking resemblance
But how?For I know not,of such absolute woman
She glowed on the earth she stood, like a lantern

Amazed! Then it struck me,

For that girl was me
I was that happy creature,blimey!
She winked at me in her mischievousness
I smiled from the utter mysteriousness 
and I stared as she kindly smiled,Touche!
Swaying into a tiny dot,she walked away.
Becoming a Pearl in an Oyster.
A Moon in a Celestial Cluster.




Monday, November 21, 2011

Strife.


Prologue:Though your sins be as scarlet,yet I'll make them as white as snow- The Bible.




I’m still now, armed with nothing but my will
And I see evil lurking, waiting for opportune moment to kill
I’ll suffer, but I shall not cave-in
I’ll wither,but to a thought of an escape i won't give-in
I’ll resist your long cycles of trials to test my greed 
I’ll shed tears, cough blood but for an escape I will not plead

I shall face you with my eyes open
I shall not cower myself into a shameful den-
until I realize the purpose of my days
Until I find an answer in your golden rays
I’ll stay. Turn the land beneath me to quicksand
Even then I’ll stay, for the fire in me isn’t bland

With the strength in my body
I shall fight all the ugliness to attain absolute beauty
With the faith in my heart
I shall sculpt myself into a living form of art
With the truth in my soul
I shall burn my sins to ashes and attain the purity of coal


Friday, November 18, 2011

Me defined.


Not the luscious fruit
But the basis of it-the strong root
Not an exquisite ornament
But crux of your being, your very temperament
Not the tailored suit hugging your body
But the very blood running in your veins-mighty 
Your bare essential
Your mystic credential
To you-
I am the thirst for water
I am the breezy soother
I am the the touch of warmth
I am the smell of earth
I am the very existence of your own nature
Wind, Rain, Mud -all molded into me, a sculpture.

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Reflection


 I’m an art and you’re my artist
Your Heart and Mind, made me in their tryst
You shaped me, you coloured me
You molded me and I will just be

I’m your script, your own calligraphy,
Embedded with letters from your life’s odyssey
you dotted my i’s and crossed my t’s
you danced in my eyes and sweetened me into dainties

Sometimes I am harsh
And sometimes I am hush
Sometimes I am cold
And sometimes I am bold

Cos that’s how you made me
that’s how you fashioned me to be
Nothing impure, just your true reflection
Echoing your every affection and affliction

When you’re flooded with happiness
I shall buoy up in high tides with richness
I’ll lock-in these sweet moments
And I'll remind them in future torments

when you’re in a painful drought
I won’t be the mirage to be hungrily sought
But I’ll mirror your underlying aplomb like an aegis
And I’ll be the thirst-quenching angel of an oasis

Thursday, September 22, 2011

In Unison.

Prologue: My imagination on the beginnings of genus of a flower.Everything has a love story hidden.



She’s the God’s most beautiful creation
Painted are her petals with tender care and affection
Regal yet genial, she’s a perfect vision. 
Soft and Silky are her features, so delicate is she
As rays of sun bathe her, she savors it dearly
As whiff of fresh air touches her, she dances in glee

But alas! She was not sprinkled with a fragrance
Folks come, maddened by her beauty from a distance
They reach her eagerly, willing to be lost in a trance
As they breathe her in, hits them the terrifying emptiness
As they release their yearning grip, hits her-the nothingness
Left again, after a brief yet passionate courtship, strikes her-sadness

Myriad admirers holding her, on love’s pretext
Embracing one moment yet leaving her at the very next
She was drained from the rejection, she was vexed
But, there was one suitor, a buzzing bee, hidden behind,
He observed her; her every contour was deeply etched in his mind,
He dared not to pursue, for he was nothing, but to him she was love defined

One day, after another rejection, withering in shame, she whimpered
Unable to see her in sadness anymore, he whispered
--his love, vowed her his true love and sweetness he poured
He called to the Gods, pleaded them to make them one
At the Purity of his love, hearts were won
Within her beauty rested his honey, such was the union

All her tears over the years, seemed like a payment so petty
All her lamentations seemed smaller in front of his chivalry
For he sacrificed his whole being for her, dissolved into her softly
Now, she is scented with a pure and exhilarating essence
She sways to the dulcet tones of his love’s presence
And laughs in Sweet blossoms of her fragrance.




   


Tuesday, September 20, 2011

The lil Orange petal.




We, the mankind pledged we would take care of her,
But instead we turned into one mighty burglar
Robbing her stealthily and slowly, we such Jackals!
Now she trembles, a soft tissue caught between the iron shackles

We know not that with our every action we’re being cursed
And we shall pay our price, with hunger and thirst
Hunger of the heart, to be enriched with her beauty
Thirst of the soul, to be engulfed in her purity

Running after the wrong things
Bloodshed over the materialistic cravings
Precious are not Silver, Gold and Diamonds
As every inch of earth is being stripped for 'em within seconds

There will come a day--our race stricken with grief
When we all will yearn to see a healthy green leaf
And that day will mark the beginning of our mortal peril
When even diamonds cannot equal a lil orange petal.



Monday, September 19, 2011

Crescendo.


Someday we shall live entirely in nothing but a single kiss
                                                 -Kyle Parrish






Like the waves rushing to embrace the shore, in candor!
Like the thunderstorm striking the clouds, in uproar!
Like the dew caressing the leaves into a new morning ,sweet amore!
Like the rain drops kissing the flower in a rhythm, Encore!!

It’s a silent agreement infused with a hearty honesty.
Where the girl’s eyes lower, bashfully
When the boy pursues thirstily
And in a trice,to them,the whole world goes misty

Just then,The eyes smile with an ethereal glow
The ears burn with the molten heat flow
As the heart orchestrates music like a maestro
and each muscle weaves a harmony reaching a seraphic Crescendo.


Friday, August 19, 2011

Emotional Maze.


They say I've -
a lovely face
a walk of such grace
eyes-sparks of innocence
words-flares of brilliance

But who're they?
Family?friends? nay!
I'm a girl turned away
thrown amidst a fray

they say-lovely face and innocent eyes
But It's all a pretense,a pretty disguise   
they can't see the tears under
they can't see my struggle for an answer

They say i'll grow out of it
With time,They say i'll forget it
But time has only deepened the gashes
the Orphaned feeling,whipping me with invisible lashes

With no release
from this painful freeze,
In an emotional maze i'm trapped 
From my own life, I'm deserted








Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Divine Bells.




Silence of no life,
Quiet nothingness,rife
prevailing in the foyer
filling every pillar

Beauty is just a facade
I'm a temple,with no God
with rusted lamps and dying torch
dead leaves lying on the porch

By the smell of air I shall know
you've come to get me out of this limbo 
Step in,and ascend your throne
turn me a woman from a hard stone

Let them Chime in glory
Let them Sing their own story
Passing through brooks and trees
Echoing in hills and valleys
Let me hear the divine bells
Let me hear the sound of Love,as it revels

Let me hear the divine bells
Let me hear the divine bells
Ringing and Singing
Ringing and Singing

Saturday, August 13, 2011

raining fire..



Fire crystals i've seen
burning desires they've been
matching with heaven's solemn red roses
equivalent to hell's intense,infernal blazes

flaming atoms within
only with thee their laughs begin 
dancing in spirals,a confluence to be whole
the adrenaline rush,with eternal stoking of coal

searing the skies,like a couple of jets of light
glowing in the dark,like two fairies in delight
fighting a duel of  effervescing fumes
Writing a new duet in love's historic volumes




Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Color me love.

A look at you and-
a rush of pink makes its way to my cheeks
Into my eyes,a flash of fluorescence sneaks
a touch of red flows through my lips
Hot embers of orange, fire through my veins to the finger tips

heart shivers into moody blues,when it misses your tenderness
sunshine spreads over warmly,its yellow wings,once it feels your closeness
and turns lively green,when your love rules over me as..my Highness
away from you,it burns down to black cinders,losing itself into darkness

You shade my life pink,red and blue---bright
Without you i'm left as a blank paper---white
Oh my love,Maroon me not
For you've transformed me from a thorn to the violets of a forget-me-not

Paint me with your colours and fill me up with your hues...
And promise ,that a masterpiece of  love ensues
Colour me love
Colour me love. 





Thursday, June 30, 2011

Blissful Sighs.

Let the truths transpire
Let the hearts conspire
Let the bodies spark
Let the souls be stark 


Down there,lie our dark secrets,
may hit us like sharp bullets
But aside,Noting shall we shove
To emerge as embers of love


Let us lie under the moon and it's celestial cluster
gazing up and drinking ambrosial nectar
Let us make our own constellation
Under the heavenly speckled ocean

In love,let there be no score tallying
In love,Let there be no dilly-dallying
Let us-the true lovers,not wait
Let echoes of our vows soon reverberate


Whatever scares that may befall
If we trip,Together we shall fall
Together we shall rise and ride
To gather the pieces and stand in pride


Life will be  indecent
with every ugly fang's descent
Life will be incandescent
with every blossom's scent
Into it all,we shall dive
Through it all,we shall survive
With hearts entwined
And hands locked
In pure love and dark lust
till we rust and fall to dust
Or till we rise and ride the skies
breathing-in blissful sighs.