a love song

I sat below the maple tree
with cherry blossoms on my fingertips
the wind bringing the scent of love
a smile on my sun kissed face

I dreamt of my handsome prince
who came on his stallion black
stood on the olive green grass
a rose in his manly hands

I woke up when I felt the rain
sprinkling on my visage so soft
dazzled was I,to see my prince
sleeping on my downy lap

I stroked his hair and kissed his cheek
a song on my wistful lips
of trees and birds and all things blond
cry of joy on my eyes so light...

auschwitz...

The phantoms of Auschwitz
singing out their hearts,
On top of the world they stood,
their heads held high,
looked back to see life's traumatic blizzard
hitting them hard,
the avalanche of buried memories
filled the air,
they sang a song of death,
of hopes and dreams,
they saw the streams of bullets rising above
from the rifles of fate,
that never shook their courage,
still they kept singing
glories to the trinity,
to wash away their sins ...

hurdles of a troubled mind

The wind came and whispered into my ear
the battle I fought for a year
the truth was bitter my dear
misery making you drop a tear


I basked in the sun's glory
that led me to write a story
about a life that's dark and gory
and I knew I was sorry


I saw my life in dreams
that came up as gleams
but I always woke up in screams
with my ogles in streams


I looked back and saw the eyes
that reminded me of all the lies
that never made me wise
in a world that never dies...

requiem for a dream..

In the rain,she slept,
on the road,where strangers never met,
lightening flashing on her breast,
mud splashing on her face,
thunder not moving her a bit,
she lay there still,
waiting for him ,
pleading silently for his return,
but truth was bitter,
it struck her so hard,
but she loved the pain,
the pain which cleansed her heart,
reprimanding her sins
made her love life,
even when she was a child,
happiness scared her and
she ran away from all,
she knew she would lose them
but her courage always surprised her,
courage to destroy her own life,
she cried alone at nights,
her sobs drowning in the rain,
restlessness keeping her alive
thoughts driving her insane,
memories burning her soul,
liberation is what she sought,
requiem for a dream she lived...

broken lives

Rendezvous with the broken mirror,
melancholic as it may look,
shades of sorrow on every shattered piece,
tragedy of errors reflecting on them.
I piled them up in a heap so big
and made a vow to put them back
with faith and hope was what I planned
but white lies was all I had,
little did I know that the pieces were fake,
so I polished them with a bright new wish,
I tried to make them look so good
and put them back on the wall so big,
stared at it for eternal bliss,
and it showed me the moment of truth,
mended things would never be the same...

stung by love

She put her head on his bleeding chest,
strokes of her hair on his trembling hands,
made him think of the good old days,
where love of his life was all that he had,
her sweet smile was the air that he breathed,
every morning he woke up with the pain,
he wanted her more with every step he took,
kisses and touch that made him crave for more,
but life had taught him pretty good lessons,
that angels were nothing but devils with wings,
whores of heaven that played with hearts,
but yet he loved the gal that was her,
as pure as the child that was hiding inside her,
mannat of heaven flowing through her soul,
made him want to live for more,
memories lingered on forever and ever,
till eternity came and closed his eyes...

confessions....

I walked down the sandy shore,
As lonely as I ever was,
with sea shells and the rippling waves,
washing down my feet so wet,
Hair let loose and skin so cold,
my mind was lost with the haunting clouds,
The moonlit eyes stared at me,
Beckoning me to free my soul,
I knew I was good,but life isn't just,
my heart was wrecked,
with the things I had done,
Forgiveness was there
but I don't need it twice,
I had to go for it was time,
The eyes were there,still watching me,
seeing me strip my soul naked,
the waves went wild seeing me sing,
the troubles and grievance of my life galore,
I saw the eyes coming for me,
but running away was not my choice,
I stood right there to face my plight ,
It lashed at me with the belt of guilt,
made me drink the weed it bled,
not a drop blocked my gaze,
smile was there on my lifeless lips,
uttering pleas for more and more,
anointing life's colors all dull...

Ego

I saw my ego,staring at me,
My never born twin,winking at me,
I glanced through my window,
With a smile on my lips,
She waved her hand and showed her finger,
Reminding me of the blows that she gave,
Black and Blue were her favourite colors,
Hurt and tainted were her evergreen feelings,
And her mood swings led me to think otherwise,
She played peek- a- boo's many a time,
Fooling me by packing her baggage,
Tears in her eyes,half hidden and worn,
She always left , with no goodbyes,
Only to be back with more sore smiles,
She taught me how to live my life,
In hells and pits in times anew,
She came in spurts and left in a jiffy,
Cos she was scared of my little worries,
I made up my mind to let her go,
To a place far away,that made her a whore,
She begged and she begged with fake little tears,
But mercy played no part in my life,
She knew that her time was near for good,
But only if she got one more chance,
To show how strong she can grow,
To beat the hell out of my life...

tainted life

She felt the undercurrents and it was strong,
But then she knew it was wrong,
Her mind told her,there is no right or wrong,
So she got the guts and crossed the line,
But got scared and turned back to run,
Alas!she was hit by the wall
That sprung up behind her back,
She could feel the eyes gleaming at her,
And saw the monster grinning at her,
He came in closer snarling his teeth,
Sniffed at her and licked her neck,
That gave her chills down her spine,
She was numb and her heart went lump,
Her choked up throat uttered a plea,
His hands came down and finished her off,
Silent cries of a not so innocent girl...

dark past

I saw her on the 8th platform,
The pretty lass with deep brown eyes,
She turned around and looked at me,
Her string of pearls breaking free,
From her welled up eyes to the polished floor,
Falling fine,one by one,
And I knelt down,to pick them up,
Only to see her moonlit eyes,
On every little precious dew,
That brought back all buried and burned,
The dark past that never ever drowned,
Poked its head and smiled at us,
Only to make her drop more pearls...

love --ever the feeling for the confused

Ocean seems fine for the humble fishes in love,
Seems better than the goldies and angels in Bowls,
With drunken eyes and bulging bellies,
It does look better upside down and
Then its time to take them out,
Pretty sight for the plumpy cats,
That does nothing but flirt with the rats...

Money--root of all evil

I see it,Yes I do,with my two little eyes,
Money growing on trees,Crackling noisily with the winds,
Drawing men and women and even tots with lollipops,
Like lady gaga on hen legged house,
With the seductive smile on her enchanted lips,
She draws us all closer and closer,
Slurping in the smell of greedy hearts,
drooling over the sight of dying souls...

rain---unbearable memories

It does ring a bell when you hearthe chattering of raindrops
on the roof top hills
Shy dew drops blushing on the window sill,
smiling with all its might is the scare crow
that never scared a tiny crow,
then why worry and ruin the berry
that ripened on the rain soaked grass,
take it,feel it,lick it,bite it,aaaahhh,
the bitter sweet taste of life....

Blue---feelings that gave me life

Blue,though not my favourite color is everywhere,
In the hues of my sinking heart and the depths of my dying soul,
Veracity has led me to thinking that my heart is thirsty for more,
Deeper the intensity,darker the blue,
Weaker the strength.lighter the blue,
Splash me with colours all bright and blue,
Paint me with the ever blue brush,
Give my life the meaning it lacks,
Take my soul to the blue blue skies,
Quench my thirst with the deep blue seas...