Sunday, 29 September 2013

A mysterious game ~~~~

Like when I was a teenager,
Like when I craved for danger
Similarly, now I crave for the fulfillment of that word
That which can be expressed only through an ode

Being now a grown up adult
Trying to build castles out of my little hut
I caress the wind's flow
With my own passing woe

Angry, I cannot be
Sad and lamenting, I choose not to be
For my fate, built upon blind faith
Was given by the one who gave me my breath

Mortal, surely He is not
Try to see past your vision's spot
See beyond science's discovered truths
See the world existing without any proofs

A game,
Known as life
Known as faith
It imbibes us with blame

And we stick to our vision
To our own derision
Awake!  Run and follow my advice
Pay heed to it, for it shall not be given twice!

Sunday, 22 September 2013

My Reality

Though you shall not see it as I do
Life for me is not always in black and blue
My Reality as I know it
Is far different from yours in every bit

Whether you applaud or you roar
I shall always move my oar
Going always with my own flow
Always in pain, always in solo 

Filled with the many mysteries
Devoid of any atrocities
My reality emanates from the land of immortality
It is indeed, my hidden sanctity

Someday, maybe you shall experience it as well
And like me, maybe your faith shall swell
Meanwhile, do jump in my poetic well
And relish of its wonderful spell

May it have you ensorcelled
May it have you enthralled
For my reality is not meant to be shared
Neither is it meant to be bared!

So please, be tolerant if I choose to be adamant
What is for you always so existent
Could be for me, the unreal
My aim being, someday, to find my boreal!

There, beyond the veil of stars
Where vanished shall be my scars
Pure and pristine
I shall be forever, creation's valentine!

Tuesday, 17 September 2013

Sent from a cloud~~~

When the wind blew away my veil
I was left all weak and frail
My facade of strength
Became imbibed with the stench of death

And then came a new breeze
Light as it was, it put me to ease
Sent from a cloud, from my guardian
Who could not bear my pain, so draconian

And I smiled
Though the wind was wild
For I sensed the grace
And visualised his face

Him who makes himself felt
Once despair and doom are spelt
And when the wind flew away my veil
I could not but be happy to be embarked on a new trail!

Friday, 13 September 2013

The Loss of the Queen on Halloween

We are at it again
Time to lose or to gain
Tricking or treating
Becomes as fun as flying

Shivers run up my spine
Oh I wouldn't refuse a glass of wine
Witches howling out loud
Vampires roaring aloud

Craving to see an angel
To have with him a story with no sequel
I make of myself the night belle
Dressed as a loose tinkerbell

Blood dripping from my south
Snakes pouring from my breath
I walk the streets
To give tricks or treats!

Walking along,
I heard a mournful song
It was the lone werewolf
He gave me not a bluff

But sang of his tender heart
And how everyone saw only his cruel part
Pity overcame me
And I gave him my company

I hardly knew when I was swallowed
Now no more would I walk the road
Oh bloody Halloween

This year, on your day, I became a lost Queen!

Wednesday, 11 September 2013

Loneliness~~~

How lonely it is
Seems like bees are not dancing
And boys are missing

How lonely indeed
When time flies as a rocket
But leaves you all numb

Craving for the past
Craving for when I could laugh
Craving for that time

A knight he was called
Fair and handsome was he in all
A touch he gave me

Since, I live in dreams
Remember is all I can
For love is as such

Lonely in my bed
I wait for my end to come
Surely, we shall meet

At the gates of home
Called none other than heaven
When God shall give peace!

Peace to my soul's ache
Peace to my lamenting heart
                               Peace to cure my ache!

Saturday, 7 September 2013

Dreaming of sharing the wind's course

When the wind flies by
I wish to become a spy
Going wherever it is
Being always in great ease

For when the wind flies away
My world becomes all dark and gray
No more do I hear its whisper
No more can I  dream of having a bird's feather

Being bonded in an empty cavity
Seeing everywhere only the enemy
For love is no more felt
Love is not even spelt

So dream I only of sharing the wind's passage
Even if I am growing older and older in age!

Should Life stop By~~~~

On some days, life only says
Pray, do cherish my rays
What I choose to give
Is not meant to be a grieve!

Yet, you see it not as such
And you like it not much
Taken as the wasted garbage
You make of it not an advantage

Always envious
Always pretentious
More than arrogant
You even become vagrant

So, ask I,
If Life could stop by
What would ask of him
What would you change in him

Cruel indeed you would be
For to live and enjoy humanity
Is not only an art
It is the very aim of your heart!

Monday, 2 September 2013

A Kiss From Heaven

Once, when the day was cold and misty
I set out for a trip down to a lonely spot
Filled with gardens so flowery
There, I settled down and started a work of art

Yet, my poetry was all rotten and stale
Nothing could cure my stagnant mind
Not even a sip of ale
Harshly, I chose to leave my art behind

When O Magic, O Pure Bliss
A sheep appeared, all pink in fleece
And took my pen in his hand
And gave me verses to tend

Beautiful, Lyrical
None could be more mystical
Before he left, on my cheeks, he left a kiss
And said, Fear never the evil adder's hiss!

Remember, the garden of Eden
Is still full of angels, so awakened
So relish in your poetry

As if it were your sole duty!

Apocalypse

It was now a hard truth
Evil had reaped its fruits
The world is now made up of melted bodies
The result being of humankind's atrocities

Everywhere lies death
Nowhere can be seen health
Pollution thrives
Toxic wastes grow as bees in hives

Life was destroyed
To keep itself buoyed
Man built himself an arc
When there was no light, in the night's dark

But water ran through
And killed everyone, so true!
Now only remained dead skeletons
Floating around in millions

Harsh words indeed
Apocalypse is now the creed
The Lord was not worried
As they sowed, so have they reaped!

Love, tell me~~~

If I cry openly Will it move you Love? Or do you feel stable Only when I smile and pretend That my blooms are wilting not That my moons...