Thursday, March 22, 2012

on the way 1

day is sober with a light above
night so heavy embracing the darkness
one seed dreams from nothingness.
let us meet in the corridor
to choose what is who!
you have only thrown your weapons
to the wall,
let us meet
when you start throwing them at your enemies.
thus said,
the newborn baby believes in pain
not joy!!!!

Friday, March 16, 2012

untitled

lungs go by
there were kisses from the
smoke.
living does end with a note of love
with or without pen.
birds talk the same with a
coo expecting a reply .
i am done with a life
but chases the same.

Thursday, March 15, 2012

nothing

nothing.
even stars which fall on
my terrace say
"light is nothing but an
exploited freedom".
love is found around
and the flowers bloom
with fear.
i am run so long.
why don't you let me run
back to my home.

Wednesday, February 29, 2012

it all started like this?

the last leaf departed
without a sigh.
river behaves like an insane dog,
always running to avoid everything.
those who cling to the waves
are gone forever,
and those who sit on the banks
are stuck forever.
and then some came singing songs
worshipping the sky
and praising the destiny.
they live but not their lives.

yes

i heard about flowers leaving my valley.
they left like shadows in the dark.
the hewn words turned black, ended my day.
they marched chanting silence...

crows,upset by the tree
shouted with the night
rain stood naked in the light
abandoning her colours.

the more you are closer
my vision is blurry.

KING

"Dears..this is the mission. Kill the light. we have been mulling over this the day we are born and the day light was born interrupting our restless nature.we are born to kill the burning spots. let us do so".

the chief took a breath gathering more wisdom and thus he spoke .
" We the small creatures are bound to grab our space , and we should realise the BIG is not a solution for SMALL. so resist and let us keep it. be proud that we live with darkness."

Monday, February 6, 2012

A Man

A man, when asked name
Replied- "I have roots"
When asked about land
He said, "I am not a dog"
When asked about mother
He said, "My father is dead"
When asked about friends
He said, "There is no chain"
When asked about the first love
He said, "Bangles turned black"
When asked about blood
He said, "There is no river"
When asked about mind
He replied smiling
"Dear friend you are mad".