Tuesday, February 21

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.

Wednesday, January 11

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...







Saturday, January 7

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 ###!