What my love is like...

My love is like a fire

I burn in its flame.

My love is like a fever

On a high, insane.

It flows like a river

Singing an endless song.

It pricks and aches

And breaks like a dried rose thorn.

It grows like a flower

In spring time, full bloom.

Its glows like the sun,

Which waits for the moon.

A fierce shade of heat

A summer wildfire

A storm in the night

So icy and dire.

It sets me pacing one moment

Plays a twisted hide and seek

Rigid and irrevocable

Miserably weak.

A fuming rage

Breaking free every cage

A silent whisper

The word of a sage.

It weaves like silk

Laced with love lust.

And breathes like iron

Aged with dust.

Echoing feeble tunes

Of hills and sand dunes

A nightingale’s welcome voice

My personal game of passion and choice.

It kills and thrives

Then soars and dives.

My love is like a rain

Rosy in strain

My love is like a fire,

So I be a moth

And immolate my soul

In its whimsical warmth.

Only if ..You knew

Only if you knew...
How it bleeds inside
The baby born of blood and flesh
Just a hideous beast ruined by time.
Single dame- thousand names
Only if you knew,
How the ice burns my throat
How the wills and wants went cold...


Only if I knew,
What the skies hold for me
I didn't touch the blade,
But the stains don't fade away..
Why the contrition of yesterday
Still pricks my soul's edges
Why the sweet reminiscences,
Still a gloomy haze?
Why the memoirs of divinity 
Have turned in immoral disgrace?
Why the reaper can't sing in its solace?
Thee heart keep running but lost in its pace
Why each passing moment moans for the albatross?

Of stars and mist..

Only if we knew...
The curiosities of life
And anxieties open and wide
Don't stop the eyes
Now open and searching life
Taking my chances,
Hiding my grievances
I risk the curve
Once was jilted and deserted from love
I bask in the glow, soak in the sun 
Step out of the low
The Satan takes no pity 
Leaves the beast with an impaired heart
Now the eyes are shut, the dark creeps in
The clouds come and lo! they win
The stars now astray in a veiled sky
Feeble and faint
Again leave the beast forsaken
But animal instincts they call it
It strives again..
Only if you knew...

Its not about the road : 2012 Resolutions

Its about the traveller, 'us'.
And the forces that made us choose it, no am not talking about Earth's gravitational forces.
Its our idea of 'living OUR life'.
For most of the while, I am clueless about my choices but until I am happy and have a loaded fridge it doesn't really matter. Why cry sour when you can chill with a lemonade. Chilling does not include booze, cigarettes, rash driving, binge eating or others form of sheer stupidity in pop culture. They aren't anti-depressants.

Pray for the world not to end in 2012!

And before you continue reading : the following lines are not meant to be implemented by all but if you like them, give it a try, they aren't anything like rocket science (or trigonometry in my case) after all...
Here goes my 2012 vows:

• Life is like a game of Mario with infinite lifetimes so I am not going to break a neck about
  the sepia days. 
• Okay our lives our more complex than Organic Chemistry so I need not have an answer to all the random confusions that crop up in my grey matter. Now that won't stop me from going on some personal voyages to explore the intricacies of my topsy-turvy schizophrenic fantasy land.
• I am not angel, neither do I aim to be one. I "will" commit mistakes. I will try to correct them as and when possible and for the rest of them, the world can survive.And if my resolutions don't stay then I'll sit on my comp. with a mayo sandwich and pray that it doesn't end. :P
• And well yes there is one crazy thing that I wanna do this year: Kick a stalker's ###!

The shadow...

In boundless cold with a fire in heart
Sits a shadow of love and pain
Some frozen tears, melted strength and dozen false smiles is her only gain.
A warrior of time, she lost her battle.
Alas! she is trapped in the realm of whims and constraints
Though human she still is, vulnerable and foolish
But her soul still pious, tormented yet unbroken
Waits night and day…
Not for her knight in shining armour
For long she has grown above nanny’s tales
But for a breeze of joy and relief that will sweep her over into the arms of Father
Long had she suffered for this day to arrive
But it ends here, where it matters the most
She has set on the voyage to explore the share of earthly divinity
For beneath the stars, through the mist will come her ray of sunshine that will cure the greyness of her smiles
And let her shadow escape into out of the dark
For now she will cherish the fragrance of her dwindling days
With those rosy mornings will she rise and take her leap,

.....The leap of Life

"Dedicated to the spirit of love, faith and hope"