Happy New Year

Refections of d Dust...

Diamonds, gems,
and all the glitters...
Television, fridge, iPod, X Box,
and all the pleasures...
Supercars, superbikes,
and all the splendors...
Smokes, wines, cuisines,
and all the grandeurs...
Raise, power, money,
and all the dignity...
Electricity, water,
traffic, pollution...
Low marks, lost heart,
long for fashion...
What's worrying you,
more these days?
Is it worth it,
for all the greys?

Smile...

Food, water,
cloth, shelter...
Your problems,
not even a Speck of Dust,
in their Platter...

This is the thought that came before my eyes...
on 31st Dec 2007 4:20pm...
I tried to capture the moment...
both in a picture and a verse that came from my heart...
The picture is not too gud, coz i'm still learning...
and I got only one shot at it...
But this picture made me change my self... or can say,
reflect on what I am, what I am doing, where I stand...
Many questions... many things... but just one answer...
'You stand way too much better...'
© Shre

No Hold

Only Love,
no force...
No compulsion,
no hold...

Yes,
there is fire...
Burning...
Fire,
all within...
Calling...
But entry,
only at will...

Will you come?
will you go?
Will you burn?
will you so?
Absolute trust,
only given though...

Coz... Only Love,
no force...
No compulsion,
no hold...

You believe?
you care?
Or have doubts?
Or you fear?

Stand all alone,
raindrops peer...
Listening the song,
forever...
only for you dear...

Broken... but Shimmering...

©Shre 2007

Missing You...

©Shre 2007

Undone...

Something not done...
some smile,
left unworn...

something not done...
some eyes,
left unseen...

something not done...
some words,
left unsung...

something not done...
some touch,
left unburnt...

something not done...
some feel,
left unplunged...

something not done...
something left unhunt...

something not unblazed...
something left,
undone...

something grazed soo much,
why something left,
undone...

Battling the Battle...

Just as the sun,
is geared to set...
The Beast rises...
Cornering the Samurai,
kicking it alive...
And another battle,
set in motion...

Beast is prepared a bit,
trained from twisted tyrant...
Non-stop... both fight...
battling... struggling...
the Samurai,
grumbling a toss...
an hour pass..

the Beast,
not ready to resign...
slowly slowly,
getting the sound... the signs...
slowly slowly,
Samurai, getting to know...
the Beast is no foe...

Sun is down,
both tired and rundown...
so for now,
lets return home...

One thing

One thing learnt,
never disclose your heart....

One thing learnt,
in front of anyone,
never fall apart...

One thing learnt,
silly you,
always get hurt...

One thing learnt,
keep head high,
and feet stern...

One thing learnt,
innocence,
always burnt...

One thing learnt,
even the cold ashes,
bruised and crushed...

Still...
One thing learnt,
can never learn...

One thing learnt,
heart is no critic,
no expert...

Combat commences

The stage was set,
and it began...
Empty arena,
but it began...
The long awaited battle...
The Samurai was geared,
ready to throttle...
Fighting still...
yet till,
surrenders to the dominion...
and it would be then,
they would be one...
In the interim,
nimbly,
Let the beasts combat...

Silly Things

Simple silly things,
sway the heart…

Simple silly things,
are only that lasts…

simple silly things,
make you smile…

simple silly things are the ones,
that make life worthwhile…

Dilemma

Rainy rims, lost in dilemma…
Listen to heart, or the academia…
Both weaving irreversible coma,
Then what to do in this chimera?

An Anathema...?

Why is it that we have to leave behind the ones we love?
Why is it that we can not hold the moments...
the moments that bring smile in our life?

Why is it that we have to grow...
grow and become complex...
greedy... smug...?

Why is it that the innocence looses its grip...
looses the soul...
the very essence lost...?

Why is it always two sides of a coin...
why is it not the side that we want...?
why the hell then I get to see so many sides...

Why is it that people care...
why is it that people only do not care...

Why is it so much misery...
why is it that filthy rich are lost in their wineries...

Why is it that my heart bleeds...
why is it always so, when someone cries or pleads...
why?

Why is it that makes us wonder...
why is it that makes us question...
why?

Why is it the way that it is...
why is it not the way that it is...?

Why is it us...
why is it not us...
why?

Why is it that we have answers for intricate issues...
why is it then a simple why is itself a detrimental dilemma...
Why is it that why is sometimes such an anathema?

Maple Leaf

Simple things
sometimes overlooked...
Shadowed by the daily
duties bored...
Strolling alone slowly
simple things
sometimes seen...
strolling moiré moorland
simple things
sometimes gleam...
cloudy haze all around,
cutting through the cool space...
what I see what I see
A simple thing,
what I find
Lone maple leaf...
Left on the prairie...
Alone, no different,
Just another run of the mill,
But why left on the hills?
Teardrops,
all over her...
Dark no more,
no more murk...
Rather dazed,
dazed by opulent sunshine...
Amazed,
making me amazed...
So much shine,
so much plum plumy...
I couldn’t part,
And put in my dairy...

Run away... But where?

Somewhere along the lines,
Invisible threads were weaved...
All through the moonshine,
some silken clouds were interleaved...
Between a rock and a hard place,
Lost my soul sitting beside the fireplace...
Dilly – dally sometimes silly, played,
Forever knowing of the ending days...
Why? then why this pain...
Why? then why everything is a vain?
Closing myself... should I try?
Fleeing somewhere... should I try?
Hiding myself... should I try?
Running away... running away
frenzied running away....
But the question is where?
Where?
Where would I scarper?
Is it possible? Even from myself?
Running over the hot waters...
Why is it that I wonder,
forever at sea?
Why is it that I can never see?
Why is it that I wear,
careless rose color glasses?
Why is it that I am lost,
evermore in the impasse...
Running away... running away...
frenzied running away....
But the question is where?
Where?
Where would I scarper?
Is it possible? Even from myself?
Running away... running away...
frenzied running away...
How can I run away from me?

Skipped Beat...

A friendship,
set to music...
Its touch,
and soul rhythmic…

Only once… just once…
Your heart skips to beat.

No banners,
no voice…
It comes quiet.

Try to hold on…
And it goes off,
without a plight.

Only once… just once…
Your heart skips to beat.

An eternal hunger,
Ravenous,
down and out...

A Rose of Frost,
Never ever,
can be caught...

Only once… just once…
Your heart skips to beat.
Rest is nothing,
but labyrinth life…