Etched on me

I remember the first time I saw you agleam
Amazed I was to see the darling out of my dream

I remember the day we first met
Struck I stood there with my frozen breath

I remember the first time to me you talked
Alert I listened while your lips were what my eyes watched

I remember the first time we looked into eachother's eyes
Deep I dived into the depths to feel innocence coupled with loneliness

I remember the first time you called out my name
Elated I was as if I had gained a treasure of mine to proclaim

I remember the first time you touched me
Shivering I found myself as ecstasy bolted through me

I remember the first time you whispered in my ear
Inflamed I was with the warmth of your breath as words did sear

I remember the first tear I saw falling from your eyes
Sad I was with the feeling I can do nothing but just sympathise

I realised you are the moon and I am stone of earth
Hurt I was on falling trying to get hold of you by dumping in dirt

I have died everyday waiting for you all these times
Wait is what I will do if needed for a 100 more years

I wish you understood such is how you are etched on me
Engraved on me is every memory I have ever had of thee.

In search of You...

Meandered, by me was the whole shire, in search of you,
Not a single sign though, was found of you,

Sweet, is your scent, that across time, I follow,
But like time itself, away from me it does flow.

Warmth, is of your breath, that urges me to strive,
The chill of your silence though, makes me crash dive.

Ripples, are of your touch, that last forever,
The coldness of it though, makes me shudder.

Oceanic, is the depth of your eyes, that drowns me,
Which increases manifold which each teardrop of thee.

Envy, is of the roses, from the Smile of your lips,
The pain hidden behind it is what scares even their thorns.

Vast, are the Dreams of you, that rule my sleep even in light,
Thoughts of you cover the length of my sleepless nights.

Wish, is mine, that we talk more than just merely speak,
But I know that silence between us has not risen to a peak.

Firm, are my feelings, that burn through my veins,
Even efforts by fate to move their stand, go in vain.

Known, only to me, is the pain of living away from you,
My search will continue till I find the lost you.

Without You

Without You, I thought I might not live,
Although I feel myself still breathing vile

Without You, the moon still shines at night
Although its gloomy and mocks me with its light

Without You, the sound of bells is still audible
Although they seem to be funeral bells now not implausible

Without You, I still walk the streets at night looking at the sky
Although the stars are now its scars and it seems it wants to die

Without You, the sun is still warm and bright up there
Although it is blinding and scorching as a furnace for me down here

Without You, I still walk barefoot down the seashores,
Although the oysters now just feel like some hollow stones

Without You, I still try to tame the highest heights
Although now I am afraid of taking smallest steps

Without You, I still stand like a rock against the strong tides
Although I feel the sand being washed off from the sides

Without You, I complete one more year of my existence
Although the vacuum inside me doesn't let me rejoice

Without You, I still hear the sounds and voices from all
Although I just long for one voice which I am not able to recall

Without You, I will continue to live the future as I always did
Although I keep yearning for the past, which, with you I did spend

Pain in the Eyes

When I look in the mirror in my eyes
I see a different facet of my own self

The eyes which used to have hope and desire
Are now blood-shod with pain and fire

Those eyes which used to dream high and glide
Are now trying to conceal pain hidden in pride

Those eyes which used to tell me that I am on my way
Are now telling me that I am miles away in dismay

Those eyes which used to sing songs of love and romance
Are now completely silent and riveted in a trance

Those eyes which used to guide others to faith in oneself
Are now themselves searching for a streak of hope in myself

Those eyes which used to show compassion and love for myself
Are looking like that they just want to stab me in heart to their relief

Those eyes which used to take away tears of others
Are now trying to avoid flooding for the sake of others

Those eyes which used to take pride in their oceanic depth
Are now as shallow as a paddling pool too inept

 Those eyes which used to see shimmer of stars in themselves
Are now trying to search the end of an unending well which in them dwells

Whenever I look in the mirror in my eyes
It amazes me how things change in just a blink...

I try to make myself believe

I try to make myself believe

That I am blinded by light, when,
I know it is pitch black around me.

That One is the horizon for me, when,
I know that One is as far from me as sky from sea.

That i am a deer grazing the vast green meadows, when,
I know that i am standing thirsty amidst a inimical desert.

That i am flying high in the blue skies, when,
I know that i am falling down a dark deep trench.

That love is a victory march with me leading it, when,
I know that its a stampede with me being at the bottom.

That the shimmer is see is that of the pearls, when,
I know that its the desolate dullness of my tears.

That the life is not as bad as it seems to be, when,
I know that its worse than what it seems to be. . . .

The Train

The train rang its deafening hooter,
And started to move soon after.

I had no idea what my future would be,
But it was sure to change after this journey.

I had two days to think about the past,
Amazingly memories took over me so fast.

I felt that thoughts of her would drain,
As the rail tracks are left behind the train.

Instead more and more thoughts crept in,
Like the unending tracks that lay ahead waiting.

As i looked out of the window,
Everything seemed to be her shadow.

As the winds slushed past my ears,
I dont know from where i heard her whisper.

The train then passed across a mighty river,
Its depth easily challenged by pearly eyes of her.

Then the snake crawled across a colorful mile,
All turned pale in front of her cute smile.

Far i saw mountain peaks touching the unending sky,
Magnifica of this touch equalled a small tap of her hand on my.

More and more thoughts drew me to some other land,
As the train moved steadily to its destination.

After reflection on the whole course of my journey,
I understood this is something that cannot do away with me.


Thanks to the train. :-)

I want to....

I wanted to fly high in the sky,
But the weight on me did not let me even try.

I wanted to touch the stars and the sun,
But I had to be content with a pebble downtrodden.

I wanted the world to stop while I hold her hand,
But what i got was, like time flowing sand.

I wanted to have dreams of her beauty,
But i got nightmares of her going away from me.

I wanted to laugh out loud,
But my throat always choked out.

I wanted to feel the cool breeze around,
But what I always got is a chill, death bound.

I wanted to enjoy a lot of things,
But my pain trimmed my wings.

Now I want to cry out with tears,
But my eyes dry up even before they appear.

I want to shout out loud like some mad,
But the noise around me kills it before I had.

I want to hurt myself to the last limit,
But something bigger overshadows that limit.

This is the story of my life,
Never get to do what I want in my life.

True Beauty

For a major part of my life I believed,
That Nature is most beautiful as everyone said,
But now I know I had been wronged throughout,
As I describe the real beauty in the lines below.

I start with the greatest power, the Time,
It is said that nothing can halt the pace of the Time,
But her charm indeed makes the clock stop for a while.

Many poets passed away describing the beauty of the Full Moon,
But in front of her face, it looks like a big cheese ball.
People say the brightest thing is the summer Sun at noon,
But her glow makes it look like a fading lantern hanging on a wall.

Some might find the vast stretches of green meadows most beautiful,
Others may feel the high mountain peaks deserve the status,
Some may find the eternal beauty in depth of the blue seas,
But her smile makes all these look merely like nature's toys.

Some may find a musical symphony most melodious,
Some may give the honour to the clatter of some bird,
Some may feel the music in sound of the lashing sea waves,
But against her voice, every other sound seems to be a senseless noice.

Some may consider the Ganges as the purest,
While others might treat the droplets of holy water as purest,
But the purity of her heart stands above all.

God made Nature & God made Her,
But the thing that amuses me is that why He let nature so down,
May be He has some yet undiscovered paradise which might someday parallel her yet unmatched beauty.

Innocent Love

She entered my life like a snowflake,
Everything around me became sweet as a a cake,
Soft and slow, smooth as soot,
Some feeling made me joyous to the root.

First time such feeling came to me,
My heart felt like a shore by the sea,
Every now and then, I thought, it crashed,
Feeling the same when on shore, waves lashed.

All the pain I had began to vanish,
And now my heart has only one wish,
It always lingers in me like a tingle,
And makes my soul to hum a jingle.

Every single moment of any day I think of her,
Why I do so, is to me, still a wonder,
Every thought of her brings smile to my face,
And sets my heartbeats on a special pace.


Her beauty is like the milky shine of a full moon,
Her smile fades away the summer sun at noon,
Her voice is more musical than Beethoven's Symphony,
Her presence fills everything with a sense of harmony.

Every beat of my heart spells her name,
Her image is carved out on my heart's frame,
My eyes always long for a sight of her,
But then, everywhere I see her glimmer.

Her eyes are those I used to see in my dreams,
Deeper than anything else, by all means,
Every act of her is a knock on my heart's door,
And it shakes my soul to the very core.

Is this set of mixed feelings called innocent love,
Which makes everything beautiful as a dove,
If so, I think I am liking it,
I have started loving every bit of it.

I don't know if she feels the same for me,
I can even gift her the sky to make her happy,
I hope that this is not just another game of destiny,
Now I just don't want to be lonely.....

Walking down an unknown road....

One day I realized I lost my way,
I turned up to GOD to pray.

I thought someone would come up to help,
I realized my thought was like a soundless clap.

Someone told me just to have fun,
I felt like shooting him down with a gun.

I wanted to calm myself down with a shout,
But my voice did not come out.

All the roads leading out were winding,
I started feeling like I am blinding.

I closed my eyes for a long blink,
On opening them I felt I am drunk.

I wanted to ride away in a fast car,
So fast, it can fly me away from mental war.

I felt like my hope started to topple,
Incidentally, I saw someone standing far like an angel.

He came near & said "Believe in yourself".
But by that time I had almost lost trust in myself.

He asked me to listen to the beats of my heart,
I went into myself, heard it & really got a way out.

It always happens in life, we get down and back up,
The best way to escape it is to live with it up. :)

Symptoms of HOPE........

Hope always brings a smile to our face,

Even when the heart tries to lose its grace.

Hope moves our feet to the right direction,

When our souls get confused of the action.

Just look around yourself at God's Creations,

Everywhere hope has its reflections.

    If you can look in past and smile,

    If smile of a child makes you feel warm,

    If you can see good in other people,

    If you find beauty in colors of a small flower,

    If you find pleasure in flutter of a butterfly,

    If suffering of others bring pain and frustration,

    If you refuse to let a friendship die,

Then there is always a hope lingering deep in your heart,

And it will let you rule your world for the most part.

My desire ???

I have in me a burning desire,
Why it makes everything so bizzare?

I stretch my hands to reach it,
Why it makes me feel so stupid?

I try to fly high in the sky,
Why i fall as winds pass by?

I want to talk to stars up high,
Why black clouds cover up as I sigh?

I walk down the aisle engrossed in memories,
Why i stumble as I close my eyes?

I feel someone close to me,
Why am I left alone without a bye?

I think there is something to gain,
Why it turns out to be only pain?

I feel like breaking free and running away,
But my desire always forces me to stay.................