Thursday, January 27, 2011

As I see it

Wishes, wild and fond wishes
Catch me and take me home
Confusion, a thunder brought thoughts
Protect me to bear the walk
Moments, filled a lifetime
I live them once in a while.

Hold me, will you please break my fall ?
You've been good in this journey.
And I hope you will be there till the destination.
We have to reach the end to be proud of the dare.

Changes, I don't remember the pain
Many wounds over the years
It drank my tears as if it were wine.
Voices, thousand, thousand voices
Each had a tale to tell
Everyone ran away
I had all the time.

As I move on to the other side
See them say goodbye.
Every time you pull me from here
But eventually get me back inside

A lightning struck
And took me till the end of life
Saw a man trying to scale back for years
Another bolt of thunder
And I wake among strangers
Concerned for me
Toast on their success
Star of the moment
Did God give me a chance ?
Or a species performed miracle?
I had reasons to rejoice.

As I reflect the times I've seen
Leaves me with a smile
Some promises were never broken
I only ran out of time.
I've joined some lovely rhymes
Some now sing as anthems.
The friend I made till here
Doesn't give up on me
No matter which side the coin shines.

Saturday, January 22, 2011

That will do

The stars and man has lit the sky
What she gets is always less than what she wants
He said he's lived through changes.
Sometimes love gets too heavy,
Now or later.
Confusing is judgement,
When you have to choose from head or heart.
The blind man walks gracefully.
Who can see has always caused pain, generally.
Valued reasons lie rusted,
Till they are buried in the dust.
A new day,
a new start,
Trying to fill his bag with hope,
Treasured her memories in heart.
Life has gone on since was born.
The good are left only for the best.
Everyone will have a story
That would be rejoiced someday.
The good will light the world as stars,
The best will smile as the moon.
Plates will be full by the time life calls it the day.
Hand in hand, together,
The walk alone has started.
Attached by a string of fondness,
Separated by repelling needs.
The distance will be travelled.
The queen without a king
Awaits as life is lived.

Friday, January 21, 2011

Misunderstood

Sitting under the moonlight,
Spelling her name on the stars.
Each passing comet reminds him of the good times that they had.
A thousand sweet memories and a pinch of aching heart.
Took him from home to paradise
And left him deeper than where he was.
The devil you know is better than the angel you don't.
A rainbow at the horizon,
Misdirected the lost lover.
But she sang a song for days
And he reached home chasing her rhyme.
When he saw her, it healed the many wounds.
His voice was a shelter in the thunder.
The sky lit up.
The moon so huge.
She asked him to follow her to what she called a castle of dreams.
They were greeted by many,
Cheered by more.
Merry, feast and a night to celebrate.
The kingdom has found the man,
Who can bless its dry womb.
He quoted it as "the story of his life", that's to be told.
His lady, the most beautiful ever for his eyes,
Kissed his ears and whispered -
"This isn't the end of the story"
And that he was not a weak lover but the wicker man
N though her heart would bleed forever
She'd be proud sacrificing her man
To break the curse of infertile land,
Where she is the princess,
Princess Angel, the saviour of kingdom Dazzling.
The crowd began to chant their prayer,
Carried him to cliff where the earth kissed the sky.
He knew this is his end but when she touched him to tie his hands,
He lived a hundred lives.
She kissed him and said if she had a son, she would name him after her dying love.
Led him to the edge
And she walked with him till the very end.
She kissed him again
And helped him fly
Fly away from the land
Till he can't be seen.
He wanted it to be a story to be told.
And it lay buried under the valley of worship.
Where the wicker men always came
But none that ever left.

Saturday, January 15, 2011

Food for thought

"The devil you know is better than the angel you don't".

The Last Fight

When the mind is a crossroad
And the path is dark,
Your securities aren't where you thought there were
Thoughts start to crawl in,
The horizon seems so narrow,
The air is getting colder
And there's no help to be seen.
But my song for today
Is for the one who wants to make that last fight,
For the one who doesn't know to give up.

He gets up picking his heavy shield,
Ignoring the many wounds.
He rose to fight.
The last but most pure fight.
He fought like a dancer,
Slaying many doubts he saw on his quest.
The quest of reason.
The war to find himself.

For the one who lost everything,
He thinks he lost the good to get the best.
He's been fighting alone through ages,
To find answers to un asked questions.
He had to be sure what he was asking for.

Fly over the rainbow,
Wave from the horizon,
On a tryst with destiny.
The last fight goes on.