Saturday, October 25, 2008

FINAL THOUGHTS

I’ve Kept My Face Shrouded By The Veil
In An Attempt To Hide Away My Ordeal

Let Me Live In My Solitary Imprecision
As I Don’t Want To Express What I Feel

I’ve Now Accepted What My Destiny Is
With It On My Own I Am Going To Deal

From The Valuables Belonging To Life
It’s Just My Death That I Want To Steal

No More Of My Thought And Memories
Forget Me Is What I Request & Appeal

One Day You’ll Also Know My Nature
As I’m No More My Words Will Reveal

No More Visions, Ambitions or Plans
As Everything With Fate I Wish To Seal

While Proceeding On My Final Journey
Before Him If I Can Bow Down & Kneel

I Wish To Get Buried In Peace Forever
Now With All My Enthusiasm And Zeal

Don’t Look For Me Neither Search Me
In Depths of Grief I Wish To Conceal

Finally If These Lines Didn't Melt You
You Bet You Have Got A Heart Of Steel (:p)

Thursday, October 23, 2008

A LONG DRIVE

The road lays ahead quite dark and silent
Sometimes straight and somewhere bent

My hands on steering feet on accelerator
And eyes taking note of the speedometer
The player inside runs your favorite tracks
And the road without any bumps or cracks
Behind the wheels the time getting spent

Viewing the scene through the windows
Feeling the cool winds that gently blows
And finding peace which heart often lacks
Stopping by the motel for tea and snacks
Moving on where others may have went

Sometimes looking at the road map too
To calculate how long the distance is due
Again cruising ahead to cover the remain
As from this journey I have a lot to gain
Of which later on may be I can comment

And as I am traveling with my companion
The importance of whom, need no mention
And now together we have to travel along
Accepting each others right and the wrong
As this is what the remaining life is meant

Moving along with gossip and conversation
Understanding the feelings and emotion
Again at times stopping by the road side
And lighting a campfire with leaves dried
So as to take rest for sometime in the tent

Finally reaching towards the destination
Expecting things to the point of perfection
With happiness and joys inside the heart
Taking time to thing how life did convert
Smiling ahead with satisfaction and content

NOW OR NEVER

I don’t know whether I’ve to look back or ahead
As the confusion seems to be getting on my head

Forget the past or should I try to memorize them
While trying to decide it, I am being in mayhem
Else gathering my spirits, I’d confront my future
Working devotedly to give it the desired texture
Trying to knit the moments with the same thread

My gone by days still seem to hold me somehow
The recollections of the same haunt me till now
Experiences of which have been good and bad
Switching the emotion between sorrow and glad
As lips tends to smile or the eyes color gets red

I again just do not know as to what future awaits
Due to which my tension continuously escalates
But again I feel that for the future I am prepared
As for the same absolutely no efforts I’ve spared
And by similar thoughts, all the fears have fled

For now it’s just my present that I’m concerned
That’s what I’ve been taught and I have learned
So as to work on my present in order to survive
As future is an illusion and the past is an archive
And you’ve to believe as it has always been said

Don’t look back or forth on the journey onward
Be confident of yourself and don’t get dithered
Because on your present your future will depend
And on your sincere efforts your life will ascend
But if you don’t realize its worth you will be dead

Saturday, October 11, 2008

LOVE OF THE EVENING

It’s a bottle-neck at the discotheque door
Inside you’ll find feet tapping on the floor
The DJ's busy playing your favorite score
And your mood expecting to have it more
Amidst the shouts, the noises and the roar

The shimmering bulbs, the dazzling light
Shining into the wee hours of this night
And tries to keep the moods up and bright
While holding your partner close and tight
Romancing and dancing to heart’s delight

Dinner is followed at a table by the corner
With your love, exclusively in her honor
Exchanging emotions with gift and flower
And wishing to just hold on to this hour
Feeling lucky beneath the moon and star

Then walking together by the street lane
And holding her hands gently in the rain
With a promise to meet always and again
For sharing each other’s sorrow and pain
With honesty in admiration and complain

And imagining her again in your dream
Thinking her face that glows and gleam
Hope this fantasy in reality will redeem
We won't separate in conditions extreme
As we are for each other it always seem

DEATH OF A LIFE

From what I saw, this what I could make
Though the person I looked at was awake
The breath was weak and difficult to take
And I saw in real the life that was at stake

The pulses also were running really slow
And the blood pressure was also very low
As the heart beat seemed to be feeble too
The chances of recovery was almost few

The mouth was covered by oxygen mask
That was properly performing the task
From the veins the fluid was being sent
For the cure these measures were meant

This was in intensive care and ventilation
To save the life they made all preparation
Blood tested as blood group was matched
And then bottles of blood were attached

The blood was then injected and infused
Other medical technology also introduced
X-ray, Ultra Sound, MRI and the CT scan
They were trying to do the best they can

But then these measures just went in vain
As they totally failed to reduce the pain
The body also now just stopped to move
So all the equipments they had to remove

I saw a gathering of friends and relatives
Taking account of treatment initiatives
Their eyes were moist with emotions deep
As some did cry and the others did weep

To save the life they had tried every way
In front of God they bent down to pray
With folded hands they looked with hope
As from other ends there was no scope

There're many things you can’t control
You can protect the body, not the soul
For it would escape when it is destined
In the time and hours God has defined

And always remember in every breath
That in the end you have to face death
This’ll always be an unsolved mystery
As death is the climax of the life’s story

Thursday, October 9, 2008

THE SEA I SAW

I saw the sea for the first time one fine day
When I was lazily moving around the bay
And as I was slowly walking by the beach
I could feel the sea just within my reach
Also the approaching waves towards me
As I felt them from my feet on to my knee
The sea is home to many of the creatures
The turtles, the fishes, whales and oysters
And I felt on myself the gentle sea breeze
That also rustled the leaves of palm trees
I heard the noise of waves on the rocks
And looked at birds above flying in flocks
As whole scene became just mesmerizing
When the waves and high tides are rising
The dusk and the dawn on the other end
Turned the horizon into a golden blend
The sun reflected on the shimmering water
Making you aware of all the divine power
The scenic beauty almost stops the breath
As it looks like a kind of heavenly wreath
You find people here busy in games and play
As here you get entertained in many a way
Often tasting the delicacies of the sea food
That is quite nourishing and just too good
Ships returning and also upon the voyage
Hoping not to face the sea’s anger and rage
In the form of tsunami, storms and cyclone
As the widespread destruction is well known
Hoping the waters remains calm and peace
Every voice praying for the sea to appease
At the shore, I realize the gentle sand below
My feet where the sea water is very shallow
It is a source to the salt that is our necessity
Besides, the importance of the sea is infinity
May be life must also have originated here
Compared to us nature is always superior
This is what did I experience and I learned
From the sea, vast knowledge I had earned

MS. TEMPERAMENTAL

All of a sudden, her temper fluctuates
Suddenly she loves suddenly she hates

Most of the time she’s quite confusing
And her attributes are quite amusing
From her assumption she won’t budge
It’s really difficult to savor her grudge
And that is what her character states

Just do not get swayed by her charms
As they cloak her weapons and arms
But then she doesn’t means any harm
As her behavior’s soothing and warm
Difficult to guess where it originates

She may be bitter, she may be sweet
With a cheerful smile, she may greet
She may also detest, she can be worse
As she can shout and inflict the curse
Because her temper often escalates

She may pretend to be soft and gentle
But she also inherits the proven mettle
Giving her quite an edge over her foes
Which is concealed and seldom shows
About her vivid perception that creates

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

ON MY OWN

Again I find myself to be on my own
Though quite surprised to be all alone

I am really trying to get over the past
Which a shadow of darkness did cast
Like a devil who’s very huge and vast
But again I hope that this will not last
As soon from my mind it’ll be blown

I am trying to overcome that thought
In between emotions as I was caught
And to escape it, I’m struggling a lot
But to me nothing my efforts brought
Life was pushed into a distressed zone

It’s just your past that always pursues
And that’s forced as you can’t choose
Even though if you try to break loose
Those pains taken by you are of no use
That is what experiences have shown

But now the things are on the change
It’s just normal that earlier was strange
Trying to by myself within my range
And past emotions about to exchange
To which sorrow and grief were prone

I’m on the journey to self realization
And that’s leading to great revelation
Also changing life’s entire definition
Providing me with new aim and vision
With which the confidence is grown

And now I am happy in my own way
With peace and calm in my everyday
As even the time is also here to stay
Watching me and my thoughts in play
As things here seemed turned to stone

TWISTS AND TURN

This life of mine is full of twists and turn
As my journey’s lighted by a dim lantern

With the shadow of past falling on future
Encrypting the summary into a brochure
Of all my deeds and of all the endeavors
While escaping odds by safe maneuvers
Which often the hindrance tries to spurn

Weighing the deeds, balancing the same
Amidst earning rewards facing the blame
Sometimes I feel being confused and lost
Still trying hard for recovery at any cost
Therefore to save the skin from the burn

Using my efforts for clearing the barriers
With courage of the knights and warriors
In order to survive the struggle and to win
From the lustful wishes of the soul within
By cleaning away the weeds and the fern

That may have accumulated in the heart
And towards weird ends trying to assert
So as to get free and again escape away
Towards the path where all the evils lay
Often to be transferred through a cistern

Again I have realizations inside the mind
And of my duties they also try to remind
As they also control the errors I can make
So that I just don’t put up this life at stake
For in the end contentment I have to earn

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

THE ROSE GARDEN

It was just like any other normal day
To reach my office I was on my way
When I almost stepped inside my office
Waiting for me over there was a notice
I got to pack up as I was transferred
To where a vacancy had just occurred
With various thoughts I started again
While moving through the busy lane

I finally reached the place I had to be
And as I entered I was amazed to see
Near the office was the small nursery
And its beauty was really a mystery
As the very look was calm and peace
The flowers swayed by a gentle breeze
mostly they were roses in various colors
And were prominent among the flowers

They had grown almost up to my knees
Surrounded by butterflies and the bees
They were red, pink, yellow and white
And their beauty increased in the night
Their fragrance used to spread around
Increasing the beauty of the compound
They used to ease the stress of the jobs
Turn into smiles one’s cries and sobs

Then suddenly a new proposal did came
The words written were indeed shame
It had the plan for the garden’s removal
And a fountain to be built on its funeral
Trying to save it my efforts went in vain
As I knew I won’t be able to see it again
By now they were like the part of soul
As in my happiness they had a key role

But then those stubborn peoples above
Just couldn’t understand nature’s love
And it happened of which I was afraid
As before my sight its grave was laid
And in its place they placed the rocks
Along with wooden and metal blocks
By calling that process by renovation
Again to me it was like an aberration

The roses in the garden were my friend
And the good wishes they used to send
But now their appearance is no more
This emptiness makes my heart go sore
I wish to get these friends again alive
So that together we’d live and survive
Wish I’d get back the beloved garden
Help me God get some magic to happen

Thursday, October 2, 2008

THE MAN WITH MISSION

He was the man with the mission
Who stood firm on his decision

He also has marked his presence
Following the path of nonviolence
He also tried to fast unto death
He was strong by soul and breath
And clear about his aim and vision

Quite a simple life he had followed
Others sorrows he often borrowed
Sacrificed himself for other’s good
And in worst situations he stood
Dealing with purpose and precision

With a stick which he used to walk
There was some magic in his talk
As all the audience were spell bound
Hearing his speech on the ground
Not to move without his permission

He was a man with rare abilities
No one can question his capabilities
He stood against the British Empire
And faced their anger and their ire
And finally forced their submission

And with my words you will agree
That he only made my country free
Gifted us freedom and independence
He had courage and bravery immense
He is truth, which seems an illusion

THE GIRL NEXT DOOR

She is quite simple; she is the girl next door
She’s really attractive too and that’s for sure

She’s on the roof putting clothes on the ropes
After washing them with detergents and soaps
She’s quite busy towards her everyday chore

Often I see her sneaking through the curtains
As her shadow too falls on the window panes
They make her attempt to hide a total failure

And when I look at her she’ll just shy away
But again she will return each and every day
I know this will happen again just as before

Supporting herself on the railing she’ll lean
Or she will bend down with a broom to clean
The dust that sometimes settles on the floor

In between us, I think something is going on
Something to loose and something to be won
Wish I could know what all I have to endure

Sometimes she is happy and sometimes upset
She often smiles, but I even see her eyes wet
She is very sweet but some times she is sour

In her eyes there seem to be many a question
Expecting the answers with love and affection
As about my feelings she too needs to assure

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

THE FACTOR X

This is I’ve often heard, it’s the factor X
It’s quite complicated, its quite complex

It may be in character or the appearance
Goes way ahead to establish the presence
It also enhances one’s name and the fame
And helps you to win honor and acclaim
Still its description is often quite perplex

You may also seem arrogant or else rude
As it has a deep affect on one’s attitude
And it helps you get love and also adored
If you have it in you, your win is assured
It’s really difficult to develop or to access

It may be your magnetism or the charisma
Spreading your fragrance and your aroma
In and around the surrounding atmosphere
And its affects are often strange and queer
Capturing the sight that refracts and reflex

There are attractions and also retractions
And it is also influenced even by actions
Making you straight forward or shrewd
Affecting the manners that’s bad or good
As lips can smile or else muscles can flex