ObVerse

Today @ office, someone asked me to tell a verse of mine...
I told I can't right now, it’s neither the place nor the time to go poetic...
'What can't you say anything right now? Can’t you recall anything? How do you write then?'
'I cannot, so please don't pressurize me to...'
So for this fella, I have few lines...
(I never told him, felt like hitting him hard though!)

A passion... Never a purpose...
All time held in Reverence...
Cannot exit at any decree...
Nor can begin for any penny...
Man eye to the paltry compensations??
Or more paltry commendations?
I don't care... Neither I mind...
I only write what my heart finds...

Byzantine life...

Or earthy it is?

An amalgam...

Or feelings Mayhem?

Sometimes Simple Smile...
becomes
Strenuous Scarce Platinum...

Stone Cold

You feel, but why is your heart a stone?
You feel, but why all the doors are closed?
What is it? What is it?
Please let me be known?
Why is it that you are cold?
You say you don’t want me to get hurt...
Is it me only?
Or you too are emotional and easily burnt?

Are you hurt? harmed by the voices of foes?
Are you assailed by the skeletons lying cold?
Are you scarred? Scarred and scared to show?
Are you holding stones that hellions had thrown?
Have the adversaries made you obtuse?
Have your heart been bruised by abuse?
You feel, but why is your heart a stone?
You feel, but why all the doors are closed?
What is it? What is it?
Please let me be known?
Why is it that you are cold?

I was afraid too, all the doors were bolted...
I was closed too, all the chains caged...
But you came... and broke them all.
I became free, on a new dancing spree...
flare in feet... flaring fleet...
Wandering to a virgin zen,
Never close again...
So tell me please,
What is it that make you cease?
You feel, but why is your heart a stone?
You feel, but why all the doors are closed?
What is it? What is it?
Please let me be known?
Why is it that you are cold?

Let me in please... Let me in...
Let me block all the voices... block them by my words...
Let me wreck all the skeletons into debris.
Let me cure... mend and hold you close...
Let me dispose off the stones,
dispose and swipe the traumatic trace...
Let my caress black out the adversaries,
let my softness make you gentle...
Let my warmth surround you and behold,
let my love harbor you whole.
You feel, but why is your heart a stone?
You feel, but why all the doors are closed?
What is it? What is it?
Please let me be known?
Why is it that you are cold?

Let me in please... let me in...
Let me break all the locks that you hold...
Let me open all the doors...
Let me breeze the freshness of tender rose...
I am waiting... forever if you want...
Anytime and every time... can come and go...
For my heart is always open...
But only thing left untold,
There is just one Pass-Key,
and only you hold!

Dewy eyes...

I see her walking,
each step wearsome...
all energy lost,
gone up in the smoke.
Shoulders sloshed,
fading freshness of a bloom...
Hands wrapped up around,
Troubled by the darkroom...
A shadowy frame, all drowned,
still reminiscenting forlorn...
Standing at the threshold,
I see her trembling,
uncontrolable, totally loose...
reflections shining, as if doomed.
Softly she sigh...
above at the starry stars,
and I get to look,
her Dewy Eyes...

Virgin Touch

Early in the morning,
and wearing only your shirt…
The sun is somewhere hiding,
and the ground clouds are here to burst.
Why everyone else is sleeping, but us?
Outside, rain drops…
a dribbling drizzle…
light, slant slight…

Cold, very cold…
and frozen to the core…
Numb from the exertion is every bone…
Shivering, clattering…
but then you pull me close…
Hold and enclose in your warmth…
Rub and rub till I’m calm.
But my hands and feet are still ice cold!
Outside, rain drops…
a dribbling drizzle…
light, slant slight…

Wrapped up in blanket,
Wrapped in your form’s sheath…
Slowly, slowly… cold looses its soul,
Slowly, slowly… breath, normal once more…
No sound, but our breathing…
No move, but rhythmical beating…
I stir… ‘You are warm,
and it feels good in your arms…’

Wrapped up in blanket…
Wrapped in your form’s sheath…
Murmuring… nothings…
We listen to the raindrops falling…
Your voice in my ears, a frail rasp.
Molded we lounge, as if for many years…
Feeling so soft, so small,
so cozy, so calm…
Outside, rain drops...
a dribbling drizzle…
light, slant slight…

An elemental dance,
No movement… but a slow trance.
murmur… want to kiss me…
murmur… hmmm didn’t get ya…
murmur… like to kiss me…
murmur… I would love to…
Silence…
nervous, tense, heart a flutter…
look back, and eyes meet…
Shy… I look down…
murmur… I don’t know how…
silence…
nothing you utter…
your dense gaze caress me whole…
tentative… delicate…unsure… pure,
like the feather of a white dove…
our lips touch…

Little Angel

Little angel,
Mouth smeared with carrots…
She turns to me…
Smiles, extends her hand…
I flip-flop… loose it all and smile back…
Says ‘Da Da’, laughs… and runs away…
Away to the stack of CDs,
Pulling them one by one…
Laughs, pulls them all down with a bump,
Giggles some…
Looks towards me, checking if I’m a frown?
Smiles, extends her hand…
I flip-flop… loose it all and smile back…
Says ‘Da Da’, laughs… and runs my way…
Laughing, I pick her up,
Pulling in my arms…
She looks with questioning eyes…
I smile, say ‘Naughty Da Da’, laughs,
and clap my hands in her way…
She opens her eyes wide…
Looking, trying to copy…
Trying to clap… giggles and misses…
Smiles, extends her hands for my specks…
Laughs, pulls them into her mouth…
Jingles… to set free from my arms,
And crawls away…
I call out, ‘come back you Little Devil’
Runs after her… she stops,
Bangs and Breaks…
She turns to me,
Checking if I’m a frown?
Giggles, extends her hands to show…
I flip-flop… loose it all and smile back…
Says ‘Da Da’, laughs… and goes away…

First Float

What the hell is this?
No back seat? Where would I hold?
I’m sure to fall, holding at the threshold!
How the hell you are enjoying it?
I’m petrified and scared stiff!
Hold me and then relax,
through the uneven tracks…
Hmm, Ok, I’ll try,
concentrate on the drive…
Gradually, bit by bit and mile by mile,
The frown changes to smile…
Am I dancing? But there is no music?
Is there?? Is the wind playing antic?
Drums are playing,
Or is it the thumping?
Am I crazed? Lost completely and amazed?
The same passion,
The same obsession,
Total indulgence, total mergence...
But this is different dance,
A different state of trance…
Air, a blare.
Thump, at each bump.
Beast unleashed…
Brute, flute.
Carnal tilt to throttle.
Soul Surrendered…
One with the Gust,
One with the Beast,
One with the Course,
One with the Road-Horse…
Flying uncontrolled!
Give me more, give me more,
No stopping the Cruise…
Eyes closed,
Heart pumps,
The Bull just Trumps!
No stopping the Wheel Spinning,
Pulse Singing,
Adrenaline Exhilarating,
No stopping the Enfield Exploring!

Sparrow

Why are my nerves tingling?
Is there someone behind me?
Hello! Who is there?

Oh! What a lovely sparrow!
Sparkling eyes…
Peak like an arrow...
Why you here?
I wondered, as I neared…
Ah! But she was not alone,
Surrounded by beaconing baritones…
What a lovely sight! I thought
Closer I came as I was caught
A beautiful picture...
A beautiful tone...

She looked at me!
Frightened?
Or with a plea?
I saw the floodgates…
Ready to open?
What it is…
What it is dear?
Why the diamonds falling?
I peer…

A pebble dropped,
And she disappear.
Dream no more…
Dream, no more…
Lets go out dear!

Dream Ride

I’m I barmy??
Going alone into the all men’s territory?
Its early morning… and I’m cold,
Cold with the thought what I have opted?
Its just a ride, silly…
Forget it, you’ll enjoy and no worry!

Running on the road…
One, two, three… more and more…
The bulls are coming… and we kick off.

The look of wonder… the look of wish…
All the passersby, bypass them all with modish.
Through the rain… through the wind…
Through the sun and through the chills…
Callous, calm, cool we move,
Unrestrained, rigid, tenacious, hills…
Rising sun, passing peaks and the greens
Promising road ahead and the thumping beats
nothing more, nothing less, wonders wonderers…
and we move…

We move and move… through the night too we move…
Chilly feet chilly hands but we move…
Together we move… and come to the climb to mavanoor…
All enclosed in a dream…
The ride to upstream…
Fairy tale calling… grandma clouds spinning…
And a snake moving to the peak…
Enormous massive mountainous thumping…
Slithering coiling turning curving…
The bends and the moves… and we move sleek!

We reach and stop
Cold? Very…
Tired? Very…
Sleepy? Very…
Hurting all over? Very very very…
Where is the bed silly?

Black dark… No moon no star…
Climb the steps some how…
There is a fire place, oh wow!
Hmmm, getting some life in now!
Place is nice… one by one all settles
And begin the ritual with bottles
I go to get a wash, so that I can break my fast…
Back I am but still the drinks are on,
But there is some surprise on the lawn!
An anni-cake! And to top it all… I’m the one to flake!
This isn’t happening!
Always been a tomboy
Basketballing, tennis racketting, tree climbing...
But still... Me?
Between so many guys? Cutting a cake?
What do i feel? Surprisingly a tomboy still...
Feel like a partner in crime… No, not a babe…
Not a babe at all...
We chat… we discuss,
Disclose the tees… eat dinner and disperse.
Night is still dark and cold… and we sleep in our abodes.

Alarm ringing… where am I?
Cold and dark still I move out at quarter to 5
Skip a beat with a sky soo bright…
No moon still…but the light is of stars…
Stars so pure and stars so near…
I loose myself in their dancing eyes sitting on the crossbar…
Feel sleepy again from their peace and the story.
Bye pretty little heroes, thanks for a lovely play.

I woke again… oh my god… just look out…
What a sight… what a dream to wake up to…
A lake amidst the mountains… and us…
Wow… hurry…get out… reach out… go check it out…
Rush and roll… mesmerized, capture some and click some
Lost in the mountains… away from city away from all potholes.
Hungry? Thirsty? Didn’t even have water!
Breakfast I need right now… what? What is that??
Looks like a shiv-ling… too good… what a arresting rock!
Need to go… need to see… just need to check it out…
And I climb… climb onto the rock… climb like a child… atop the rocks…
Hmmm good… turn back... and look… alluring… splendid… stunning…
I wish I had got my diary… no issues… got no words left,
All swiped out… spell-bounded tongue-tied bewitched bereft...

Ready to go? No, no, no… stamp my foot…
And get ready to go… back to the city-kaput.
Only three bulls only three heading to the jungle race,
I feel sad.. but they increase the pace…
The fog is still here… the clouds are still here…
Then why are we going back dear?
Taking a different route…
I just don’t wanna shout and be rude…

Are we going back? We are!
We are climbing another mountain!
We are slithering down another peak…
but this time all twists and turns…
All dangerous and deadly curves we sneek.
Clouds following up down… up down…
We go with them… climbing down town.
Reach the plains and back we go…
Straight straight straight… back to the rat-race…
And another chapter closed!

Time Heals?

Time heals, you say…
But what if I’m not sick babe?

was hiding like a snail…
Slowly slowly you broke the shell,
And made my life derail…

Why?
Why you? Why now?
And you say time heals…
But still nothing feels!
Make it simple for me please,
Take away this so-called disease.

Take away your smile from my lips,
Mine has lost its glimpse…
Take away the brilliance of your eyes,
My sight is a total eclipse…

The lovely sound on your lips,
The sound of my name?
Erase that...
erase that from my ears,
as it makes me aflame…

Your face…
when Aurora falls on it,
And I want to hold it...
Hold it all and osculate…
Strain the picture…
Strain it all,
No more can take the weight!

The fights over silly Pirates…
Sprawled upon each other,
Kicking and Cursing…
Take that too with you,
No more suffering...

Touch...
your gentle touch,
Soft breeze reminds me your touch…
Make it still,
Make it go,
Hurts so much!

Your snore…
when you are asleep,
Your hold on me,
sculptured as one…
Take that sensation,
take it for one..
please make it undone.

The closeness, the joys…
The sun kissed morns
and the rainy nights…
Tarnish them...
Tarnish tham all black and white…
Tarnish all the colors,
all the delight…
Then tell me to be all right.

Time heals you say,
Neither Bruised,
Nor Diseased…
But you are miles apart!
Take all… take it all…
And give me back my heart.

Time heals, you say…
I’m not at all sick babe!

Bird

When I look out of the window,
I want to be a Bird.
Who sits on that tree and chirps...
And flies away.. when her heart desires...
I don't want duties to bind me...
Responsibilities to tie me...
I want to be free...
free of any bounds...
free of any barriers...
I want to climb that mountain...
I want to cross that ocean...
I want to see life,
where no person rules...
Where the only law followed,
is the law of Nature...
When i look out...
I shudder!
People fighting...
Blood...
Misery...
Terror...
Total Chaos and Confusion...
And when I compare,
I find...
Being a Bird is Better.

You Can

You an read,
when there is no light...
You can write,
when there are no pens...
You can sing,
when there is no sound...
You can hear my voice,
when there is no air..
You can walk towards glory,
when there is no earth...
You can weave your hopes,
when there is no place to abode...
You can stand apart,
when missing a part...
You Can!
Yes, I know you can...
You can achieve the sky,
when there is no one who relies...
You are the Child of God,
Yet another,
His precious Gold!

The Life You Made

You live today and die tomorrow,
life is full of joy and sorrow.
There are hopes combined with fear,
there are smiles with every tear.
Some you hate and some you love,
There are people with knives in their glove.
Some you spite and some you caress
Some you remember and some you forget.
Some you fear and treat with contempt
Some escape from brain's outlet.
Yet there are moments,
moments of life.
which you treasure
more than gold.
Looking back now,
why do you sigh?
You made your bed,
on it you lie.

You

Drop by drop the ocean clears
Yet till now, No one has ears.
Eyes are red, And heart too weak.
But this tale is not,
From just few weeks.
The doors should remain,
Always bolted.
For there you are...
Alone in world, All crowded.
No soul should see the weary you.
Nor should get the slightest clue.
Your world is yours,
The smallest, All alone.
Your sorrows, your joys...
Everyone forgoes.
Your feet are yours to stand.
You,
They never can understand.

Last Sleep

Touch me, while i'm warm
Feel me, while i have life
O people of my world!
See me, while i play.
Because sooner, oh yes! sooner,
I will not be warm,
I will not be playing,
I will not be living.
But will be asleep.
That peaceful sleep,
Everyone desires.
O dear people of my world!
I must correct you as you say,
It's never the other way,
But death is a gift,
And life keeps it away.