Friday, July 27, 2012

Been Long

(a small Preface to the poem)
[This is a poem for all the things that do not go hand-in-hand.    BUT
 Imagine, a time when such things were inseparable and like two lovers were passionate towards each other but as time passed and the surroundings changed, so did these things.To survive & adapt they altered to come to a point where they stand today(somewhat like our evolution process). Don't know when it began or when it will end regardless.....Its 'Been Long'.]

Long since we took the first step,
Long before we first wept,
There was us in another form -
long before we were born.

And for every time the sun-set;
The winds soared from the west.
The light shied away from the dark,
long before your smile was found.

And back when it used to rain;
the thunder & lightening would dance in pain.
Now, they no more do the same;
they once again long for your name.

Long before the concrete lay;
at the crossroads we astray,
Like right and wrong we moved away,
to welcome the world we lost our way.

P.S: Now that you've read this, You know that the preface is just one outlook provided to interpret the poem. In the end, It is what you make out of it & how you cherish it!

Thank You.

Thursday, May 10, 2012

A New beginning

A new beginning beckons,
As the dawn approaches.

As the clouds on uncertainty fade away,
They shall once again find fate in our remains.

Like the phoenix rises from its ashes,
We shall once again restore what was.

When the oceans recoup for what they'd done,
Sprightliness shall once again blossom.

Clouds shall roar and those above shall cry again,
As the dawn approaches.

As the dawn approaches,
A new beginning beckons.

Thursday, September 22, 2011


Writing this down after a long contemplation.

What still seems a confusion to me after 18years on this planet is that how and why people lead their lives they way they do.

Some live for themselves.

Some live for others.

Some just live without any motive at all and fade away like the seasons and the ashes whom no one remembers.

Some live by the guidelines laid down by the various religious manuscripts while other discard them.

Rationalists believe in the big bang whereas the religious fanatics still hold god responsible for all creation,the ones in-between them(THE AGNOSTICS) have a very ambiguous choice and say that ENERGY is responsible for all there is and all that will be.

Still,there are a few who crack their brain for their time on Earth and come up with variant conclusions pertaining to our purpose in live and the theory behind our creation.

Some follow them some still uphold the above mentioned beliefs.

What is,actually, the purpose of life?
Is it to do what's laid down in scripts,to live meaninglessly without dreams or to strive for the truth.

We all have to make a choice in the end.

The more clinical your thinking becomes,
the more closer you reach to the edge
and more alive your senses become.

as we grow up,like the two basic emotions
we stray away from basics to complex derivatives which in-turn make things more
complicated to understand.

"Simplicity was lost as a few intelligent men couldn't help the foolish masses realize that what they desired would be the cause of their peril."

Stop thinking for a moment,none of this will make sense and it wasn't intended to make you work your brain.

This is an ambigious thought that has always been on my mind and i think if  I'm the only one!

My words and my language may not be clear or proper,but I see,this message just got delivered!

Thursday, September 8, 2011

Mellow Rebel

When he was sullen down with grief,
he couldn't find any relief.
For all that existed was all that wasn't needed.
Escalation of the inner-being was the need of the hour
but it was lost somewhere like the beauty of the red flower.

He searched around in all the possible places he could,
but this vicious world had hid it in the depths of the barbarous hood.
With some gas and wood,he left in a feud
with his loved-ones and those good

Down the road while walking he encountered souls,
who like him had astrayed and were heading to accomplish some goals.

The further he went,the more souls he met,
after a few days,he met an unsettled set.
Who were heading to the hood
 in search of food.

Upon reaching their destination,
they discovered that their want was nowhere to be found.
They were weak from their tenacious journey
and were to weak for the tourney.

He took out a match and set the wood on fire,
set it out at the masses and then perspired.


See out of this wretched room you live in.
There's more to life than all of this.
Take a small step forward,
each step completing a move.
Have a look at what the world has in store for you.
Go out and seize it.
Cause in the end,
It's all yours for the taking.

Monday, May 30, 2011


You can listen to me when I don't say a word,
You hear my heart-beat amidst this crowded world.
You delimit my actions;right or wrong,
You're there with me forever long.

You are my word when I fall numb,
You are the answer to my silence.

But for the time we were apart,
I could sense your feelings so hard,
You wandered on my empty mind,
Like a ghost daunting it
all the time.But for then...

I was your word when you fell numb,
I was the answer to your silence.

Now it's all even.The grounds are fair.
It's time to break this silence before the end.

But here we stand so very swanned.
I don't think we'll ever find an answer to this

You're my word wen I fall numb,
You're the answer to my silence!


Staring into the moonlight,
gazing at the stars,
I scream out to this world so grey,
"will there ever be light that will last till the next dawn
and there would be no darkness at all."

Then I answer myself;No,Never,Not at all.
If we had light forever long,we would be God.
God wouldn't want that at all.
What would be the difference in both of us after all.
Light would be deluge our thinking and
leave us falling apart.