Scar

Had I seen

Thickness of Cold Steel

Or would’ve leaned on

Wall of Solid Rocks

Build up with

Bricks of Trust and

Cement of Friendship

I may’ve floated

In the deep faith of

Soft spoken words

Would’ve imagined you’d be there

With such firmness

Of Sun coming up at dawn

Utter Foolishness of

Settling down to

Comfort ness of  words

You may’ve never meant

Had only left

The debris of our wall

Which was too quick to crash down

A tough fall

A hard blow in my Gut

Yet powerless to crush me down

The pity my friend

You had to leave a Scar

Incurable in my heart

You’ve build up

The wall of Trust

Had no foundation on 

Empathy

I stopped my tears

I’ve blocked my desires

And turned them yours

From the day you first cried

I wanted  to earn

Nothing but your smiles

You looked up to me

And I always knew

I just lived to see

Those moments

My little Bird

Chose her own life

You wanted to join him

Fly away so fast

It was not so long

My love grew archaic ….

I still look forward

To see the smiles I’ve saved

Live just one more day

our cherished moments

My eyes grow dark too soon now

My limbs too week

To walk even Ten feets

for a single embrace

Just the twist of time

Now I look up to you

But my little bird

Building her own world

She can be with me no more

Herself too much  busy

I’ve grown too old and grey

And …..

Just a waste of time 

Realization

Quite spontaneous

Wasn’t it between us

All of the laughter’s

And All the tears

Felt as a Soft Rain

Switched in to the Acid

Chocking very slowly

Flushing down cheeks

We drank the Poison

Danced in the Flames

You called it a laughter

Was it  Salty Sadness ?

Distances unbearable

Then Irreconcilable

Hatred began sooner

Scratched this heart forever

I yelled so aloud

Punished my self

Endlessly though

Couldn’t get satisfied

So much of hatred ?

So much of love ?

Hated you for mocking me

With charming words

Vacuum and  the aloofness

Filled  in every moment  

Too much we missed

In winded channels

Was it the shame

Or was it fear

I could never accept

You in to my life

We drifted apart

Left so much unsaid

Realization  came

Little too late

Poignant Destiny

what we had shared

I can never hate you

You are my Beloved 

Boredom

A White Worm

of a Green Grass

Filthiness of A

Muddy Fountain

Notched Diamond

A worthless Dream

Chilling Currents

Freezing up even Bones

Solemn standstill of Time

Silence and the Emptiness

As if Night with no Moon

Distant Lamps yonder

Makes any difference ?

Nor the ticking Watch

Long awaits Dawn

Sill the Fogs of Boredom

Pulls the Curtains

Brother

Show no mercy

All they tell

Kill your Enemy

All they yell

In a distinct march

To an unknown faith

Though its unclear

Whom do you hate

life still long

And  they don’t cry

So little time gone

Its so hard to Die

End of this alley

Howls deadly despair

Oh my poor Firefly

Why travel towards Fire   

Comfort of hugs

Or the Lovers kiss

Forgotten and Lost

Good homely Bliss  

Home sweet Home

And Mom’s Cookies

Want to see much

Where she awaits

Home sweet Home

Papa still sings

Want to be much

With him in the fields

Gone are the sweet Breeze

Gone bright Sunlight
Nothing but the Missiles

Or the vicious Gunshots

Hostiles one day be forgotten  

Life or the Death Isn't much matter

To same place we always return

In the face of earth you are my Brother 

Perfect Companion

Like the Sun,

Spreading soft rays of light

Or

Burning harshly in the desert

Like the Rain

whispering softly in to the ear

Or

Pouring brutally with the thunder 

Like the wind

Dancing across the flowers & fields

Or

Soaring with the power of demolition

Sometimes

So crisp and untainted

Like the morning twilight

Then again

Cold and Solemn

As the deepest Nights

How delightful a life can be

To be here with you 

Till the end

No I can’t  reject

Or neither  can resist

Power that love wields 

How wonderful it had been

some one to laugh with

someone to weep with

Even to fight with

In the momnets so dear

Some one to share with

And thus I know

You  will live in my heart

You will sleep in my eyes

You will be in my soul

Sometimes with tears

Sometimes with joy

The Perfect Companion 

Eyes

When Stars are shining brightly in crystal blue sky

I always wonder

Whether I can call them your eyes

Then No…

That could be so unfit, coz they are not very bright  

And they can never ,convey so much of love

I would try to call them

Diamonds or Sapphire

But I wonder,they still seem lack in beauty

Your Eyes         

Are probably more bluer or are they Brown

May be more lustrous 

 

But the truth is

They look much more Sweeter

Always deeper  than deep blue ocean

I have drowned my self in

Do you know

Somethings can only be told with eyes

When you look at them they always talk

Not ever with words,

With a shimmer so inimitable

How can I tone them up with any thing

 I don’t really know anything would ever be alike

Still I think of them in my little rhyme

Though I spent a whole day

I could only put down some simple words

May beI am not a good writer

and I cannot think of many things

But I hope you wouldn’t mind

For  calling them just “Sweet Eyes”

Solitude

Sun comes up and sets again

Giving way to the cold nights

And I sit by my window

Thinking of the beautiful days ,that we used to spend together.

There used to be so many things to do , to talk , to laugh about .

There was never enogh time.

I never knew , there would be much time ,

There would be much space

Left blank when you are gone.

I never knew there would be so much of emptiness

I would rise , I would breeth , I would eat and then Sleep again ,

I keep listning to the same music,

I keep watching the same movie

Keep trying to fill up the space,

But nothing ever comes close

The world has stopped at one place

Things have stopped at one point.

Do you remember…

We would keep talking about nothing  for hours ….

We used to watch movies and argue about plots , characters.

We used to cook together. And you used to always adjust .

Used to laugh telling me how bad it tasted.

“Too much of Salt”

“Hay ..!  it got burned.”

You used to call it names and I would get angry

Now I am wondering whether you think of those days,

When life used to be so full and meaningful

I am wondering why I didn’t have tears on the day that you left ,

which is something I never short of

May be I never knew how it would be ,not having you around.

I sometimes close my eyes,

I see you and talk to you.

Sometimes I would ring to your number.

Though  I get a blank response

I would keep ringing.

And do you know ..

I keep looking at the Door.

And I think you are gonna come home tonight.

Rainy Day

It’s been raining heavily for past few days and there is a beautiful freshness everywhere. Wet surrounding, droplets of water hanging from leaves, Soft sun light coming through clouds I can almost see the misty mountains from my cabin window.

I wanted to write about Rain. Then I say to myself …

Who would want to read about Rainy days? Misty, Gloomy,

Wet and Cold … …..

All those are considered Sad and negative.

Still I want to write.

I always felt rain was wonderful, so musical and refreshing.

Every rain drop that touches ground feeds new life to every living being.

And you feel earth laughing with joy.

I can never forget how I loved to walk in the rain, among the trees, on wet grass with my friends around. Rain drops soaking all our cloths.

Tiny water drops feeling against my cheeks, cold wet breeze brushing against the eyes. Then I would close my eyes and turn up to breath the fresh air.

Almost, feeling so lighten up like a flower floating in the wind. Felt like I could fly.

It reminds me the days I spent in my school.

It reminded me the first time I ever fell in love.

It reminds me the university life.

I am almost smiling now while writing this note. Unknowingly  

How far have I traveled, while sitting in my office room, waiting for the next meeting to start?  I have traveled far in to the past across the time, in my imaginations.  To that past, when life used to be so light, free and wonderful.

It’s amazing to think how limitless your imagination is.