May 15, 2022
Oh how our mighty gods fall….
how they fall when we lose our faith
Oh how our stout hearts break…
how they break when we become a wraith
May 10, 2022
Oh where are you when I need you the most?
My dear friend…. my ancient nemesis
You wrapped in the dark grey shadows;
silent as the deep black crevasses
I need to hear your poisonous whispers;
I need to go down, feeling your cold caresses
May 16, 2021
For those who look up at the skies with searching eyes;
look all around us, our heaven is here, our hell is here
They are all liars, holy ones with their beseeching cries;
they do not seek your salvation, they simply do not care
May 13, 2021
Some said they came down from the grey hills;
others called them children of the silent lake
A pair of kind smiling eyes and no other skills;
their warmth was genuine and not at all fake
May 11, 2021
I have heard that there is peace down below;
silence is a tranquil lake and no dark murmurs
I have heard there is no ego there, high or low;
life is no more a battle, no losers no learners
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April 30, 2021
So many things are lost, almost each day;
a child may lose a toy or an adult, his heart
We may misplace ourselves, if we go astray;
if our choices in love, are not very smart
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June 27, 2020
A distant possibility he used to dream;
a hazy perception of a prospect of them
Hope and light were easy to be found;
for they just had to look at the horizon
The birthplace of sun and its golden halo;
a miracle lighting up their small world
June 19, 2020
Fly away little birdie and fly you must;
fly away from all this stinking pile of shit
You have to escape this all right now;
before you take an ill-fated and fatal hit
Feelings are needles, sharp and poisonous;
emotions squirm like snakes in a dark pit
Crawl out of the trench you dug yourself;
before your will surrenders and throat is slit
May 5, 2020
Sometimes love doesn’t need words;
you can smell it in a shy fragrant smile
But then, you see what you want to see;
from up close, even when away by a mile
Sometimes there is and was no love at all;
you just chose to assume love in a guile
May 3, 2020
Legend tells us that away from the hustle and bustle of life and beyond the light of the setting sun, there is a forest – the emerald forest of imagination. Deep within this forest is the silver pool of glimmering desires. Surrounding the pool, are the grey boulders of regret and on one of those boulders, sat an old man dressed in a tattered black robe. He held his head within his palms and was pulling on his grey hair in anguish.
‘Oh! I had a dream and that dream just died;
Oh! My poor dream has breathed her very last
‘But where has my poor dream vanished away?
You must know, you’re my Present and my Past’