Hello!

Passing months, and all the passing days...
Far far away... they all go by...
But, do you have
No time to say “Hello!”?

Riding alone...
Gliding unseen, though the rusty roads...
Blowing winds, beating me...
‘Coz you’re not here to hide behind...
But, do you have
No time to say “Hello!”?

Singing rains, shatters though the glass...
And brings the chill, that flutters the heart...
How far away, your warmth has gone...
But still, do you have
No time to say “Hello!”?

Burning the heat within, silence runs onto the mill...
Lost in work, too far away to watch the behind...
Perturbed, but should we disturb?
Only hopes, will they catch your eye...
And still, do you have
No time to say “Hello!”?

[An attempt at weaving a song]

verse

If only I could write an echo,
asking a shadow to dance...

If only I could share the shade of an old tree,
asking the angels to sing...

and the verse would begin
with a lump in the heart...

tough going

when the going gets tough
and the tough gets going...
just remember
you are not the only one sailing...

life

life's a chance encounter...
the journey of the truth,
rest is of no use...

brave

It's not the one who succeeds every time
is brave...
It is the one
who fails...
but doesn't fails to try again...

Dreamer

Born to be a dreamer,
and dreamer thou shall be
wishing for someone,
to show the reality...

Clocked in the dense forest,
and plagued by the sinuous torrents...
thou wait for the real love,
as trees holds the dream-tied gloves...

Born to be a dreamer,
and dreamer thou shall be...
wishing for someone,
to show the reality...

for you lay timeless,
along with the dwarfs...
fast asleep,
in the coffin of glass...

S-o-phillic Shipshape Sunshine ;)

Sun slowly sails supreme…
Steering sublime stars sans sky…
Sea sweep-starts ship…
salūtāre 2009 :)

puissance

A person is powerful...
not by his strength or position.
but
by the belief in self
and what others believe of him...

one can only stay powerful
if one remains humble enough
to accept this.

because,
not only great responsibilities
comes attached with power...
but
when the seeds of ego
and pride sprouts...
then begins the unknown fall
down the steep hill...

realized only when down...

dubious dreams

Am i sleeping?
or
getting awakened...
Is the reality slowly striking?
or
is it the clock tickling away...
Would anything change?
But everything does change...
isn’t it?
So many questions
still no answers...

Stamping across the closed door...
Would the bleeding hands
pass though?
Or
shall faint
at the vestibule...

i hear a faint call
Someone is singing!
or
is it the ringing
alarm for another day...

getup gal!
Time to smile for the world again...

life roads

the road of life
is never too easy
you have to decide...
how you want
the journey to be?

smooth?
then it is a fairytale
chocolate houses
ice-cream trees
definitely boring!

rough?
then there are cuts and scratches...
probably even the blood
oozing through
mountains and valleys
burning fire and dracōns
or the turbulent sea
and the soaring winds...

do i hear you heart pounding?
so which road you waana it to be?
Decide fast...
I have a long way to go...

fall for resurgence

As my heart pounds
and i reach the threshold
I can see the approaching peak
Only few miles to go...

I close my eyes
take a deep breadth...
I see your smiling face
Calling on to me

Gathering the last strength
I reach to the top
hoping to see you again
just before the fall...
feel your arms around
The last time
And
opening my wings
I fly...
The last time...

I open my eyes
re-newed energy
burning the veins...
itching...
for another mount
for another soar...

born again?

friend & love

friend is the strength
and
love makes you weak...

friend makes you stand
when love bends your knee

friend is sunshine
while
love is the moonlight

friend lightens the frown
love makes your heart grieve

friend hold the tears
that the love gives

friend is the strength
and
love makes you weak...

driblets...

like driblets we move…
like driblets we deem…
on the shining sun we shine
and on the poles we freeze…
all the while moving
beside the empty shores…

like driblets we move
like driblets we bond…
sometimes far…
sometimes near…
forever together…

always in the same
abysmal ocean
still
like driblets we fawn
like driblets we swirl
towards a surreal
new beginning…

all the while
failing to treasure…
driblets we are…
and driblets we shall be…
all the while lying
beside the empty shores…

paged rose...

paged rose...
on an empty verse of a cage...
repoussaged
by larcenous pages...
burnt blue
by the flambeaus...
all and all,
in the pages of a diary...
red rose...
paged rose....

caged...

Caged in my own making...
Terminus
when and where to define...
the drapes droning the dusk...
fenced phizog
for a facade?
dreading to live this life
caged in my own making...
furtive redolere
and the binds blinding
the lovely eyes...

perplex

[picture pending]

Without contentment
there is No Happiness...
But
without Dreams and Aspirations
there is No Achievement...

scry...

scry my princess
'coz she knows not
where she gonna be...
or rather
If she gonna be...

scry my princess
Coz she is bemused...
a paralogism
with herself perhaps?

scry my princess
'coz she is at sea
in anthēsis...
slowly becoming,
A crepuscule rose...

scry my princess
crystalled she is

moony rose

Spoony rose
Lost in a comity?
Bemused
Left rose...
vanished vision
And the missing heart...
Moony rose
All lost
in a single night...

asperāre life

Labyrinth,
goes on...
bewildered miles,
perforated tank...
broken meter
and
a devious compass...
Everything stops,
even the beats...
but
goes on...
asperāre life

door

life is a journey...
old saying known...
and there are places,
where toils gravestone...
seems a stop?
if you hold on...
there is surely,
another door unlocked...