About the Blog

Whatever is written in this blog
is an outcome of fantasy put to
words, it is nothing but lies
but then again I just lied.

Wednesday, October 23, 2013

Instead










Flipping papers instead of flyers,
Evaluating ‘stead of bird-watching,
Reading academics 'stead of gossips,
Riding deep into thoughts 'stead of the road,
Hinting a possible theme 'stead of jokes,
Mocking myself 'stead of a smile.

Hanging out with books 'stead of friends,
Brooding theories ‘stead of composing,
Listening to the nullness ‘stead of music
Sitting motionless ‘stead of dancing,
Mumbling alien words ‘stead of singing,
Racing time ‘stead of gaming.

Starring at the screen 'stead of the moon,
Clicking left & right 'stead of photographs,
Updating my inbuilt ‘stead of a status,
Trouble shooting 'stead of love making,
Concentrating ‘stead of daydreaming,
It’s just me studying ‘stead of sleeping.




Thursday, September 5, 2013

The Walk











Carrying you in my heart
Late in the evening,
Under a yellow tinted streetlight
Beneath an umbrella,
Along the red-checkered sidewalk
Under an early September rain,
Beside the crowded traffic,
Amidst the honking noise.
Walking… threading…
Dreaming… Brooding…
Remembering… forgetting…
The present… the past…
You… me…
Not long after a minute or so,
Found myself landed safely home,
Still carrying yours in mine.









Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Mea Culpa













Another hopeless poetry in the making
Yet another story in its faking,
Words scrambled in a synchronized rhyme
Not an art but an attempt to do away the time.
True! Time don’t heal no broken heart
And a broken heart ain’t no sugary tart.

Tuning to petty love songs trying to revert
What was gone only adds up the hurt,
Six degrees of separation don’t console a broken heart,
I doubt if it would ever be in the next birth?

We moved on, yes time compelled us,
Time is selfless and knows no trust,
Had it known, it would have surely halt a fix
When two hearts collided in a perfect eclipse.
Much as I hate to admit it too –
Yes! The social network makes it worse too!

A crime of stalking our past in vain
Solves nothing but stacks up the pain,
Of reminding myself that we’ve drifted apart
And damn! Reconciliation is strictly barred!

Suitors come and gone disguised
With an unsatisfied kiss realized,
The world is too much a mess
When the heart beats out of broken regrets.
Nevertheless the heart wanders out of thirst
But never did it quench its thirst at first.

False romance, false infatuations,
Testing the waters in awkward situations;
Never satisfying, never quenching,
Ever roaming yet never settling for a zing.

What is beheld of me is uncertain –
Maybe death or an unexpected bargain,
But as of now I’m still mourning the cherished,
For the great love that once flourished
Long time ago, but near heart ago,
Yes! Humor the above but that’s what I sow.

Mea culpa for not tending the Us when it needed be,
And here I am hopelessly tangled in its debris
Cause the heart never retreats to resolve
Where it has terribly trodden in love.


Saturday, July 27, 2013

My Own









When the world sleeps and silence reigns
My world awakes to a new frame,
Chatting with my silly conscience at ease,
Evaluating my purpose at peace.
How I see and how I am seen –
My life at its best, worst or between.
And as the night slips away,
My thoughts drift away
To a place I call my own,
My solace, my blissful home.

Saturday, April 6, 2013

Again













All but a shattered heart
Spiraled in vines of aching pain,
Punctured with doubtful darts
Again, yet again, all over again.

These hands you once called yours
Trembled into an untimely cold,
Must you let them slide into yours
And so foolishly refuse to hold?

Such a young spirited soul then
Now trapped beneath a thousand chains,
After all every story must come to end
Again, yet again, all over again.

Saturday, March 2, 2013

The Letter











Once upon a time,
A boy seized the privacy of his crowded environment
To unfold the mystery of a certain paper 
That he beheld and smiled...

Like you do now!

Once upon a time before that time,
A girl had written so lovingly 
Amidst the privacy of her melancholic brood
A confession and sealed it with a smile...

Like I did then!