Monday 14 May 2012

Let me be!


Every time the chase knocked a dead end,
A little window did open
Confiding in it to renew hope
Broken spirits I did attend

Now no window, nor door obliges
Only the towering walls that resonate
When one not can, forge and undo
The love ,the feelings- the damage’s done!

And in disguise two options destiny confers
To vault into the seas by choice, by will
Or to dance on the deck of a burning ship
Either which way, vanquish rightfully I own

I’ve sailed too far now to anchor a turn
To do away with pain, to make amends
Washed away in blood and in rain
So much that I feel pleasure in pain

Either which way, I belong in the sea...
Not do I need your help, so let me be!

Thursday 3 May 2012

And, there by hangs a tale!


To the stars did prayers reach, of the life undone
In the times she pushed, with silence alone
Being denied of what she rightfully owned
A name, a tale, a mark shall unfailingly hound

In darkness was her quest for light
With destiny and desires, too small a plight
In storms did she seek peace
In the hope that rains shall ease
She numbered heart beats in his wait
The path that led to the closed gate

With a life of dreams, too filled for a space
For her, layered diplomacy a sweet grace
He denied, dismissed, set her heart ablaze
She fled, in the routes unknown, into a maze

Harboured a heart, hurt beyond repair
Wicked schemes did mortality prepare
With reality could she make amends?
Of happiness, love, hope pretence

Seemed a storm raised in his heart too
Set to follow his heart or any clue
In her griffonage, he did see,
She could play with destiny by setting him free

To announce his love, he did reach
To swing her in his arms he did reach
But love concealed, be love belied
The love adjourned, be love denied

Nothing left to last forever
Death's mortal hands were clever
Her wait were to end for final
She slept a sleep eternal

His routes took too long a time
None could awaken, nor love nor hymn
She lay pale and cold,
Silent lips, confessions untold

In confidence he had denied of love
Now he begs, to the one above
To love he did surrender
But dead shall rise up never

The feelings too late to unfold
The love remained a story untold.
Her love, he'd never know
His love, he could never show

And in veil, there by hangs a tale!








PS Tell your loved ones you love them before it's too late! :)

Saturday 25 February 2012

Before she says, 'I do'


With tightened eyelids, up-curled lips
Clutching her best memories of his,
Close to her heart, she slept.
She went back to the day,
He went down on a knee
Announced to her of his stolen heart
The day he held out the diamond solitaire
The day she broke into million tear droplets
The day he promised of happily ever-afters
The day he taught her a life of hope!
Of how, he held onto her in storm and rain
And bled as much, in her pain.

When, her memory took her through
The days of the fresh blooming love,
When, with his Raymond charms,
He had, had her love- struck.
She couldn’t help, but skip a beat
She couldn’t help but fall in love

The nights turned dawn and the seasons changed
But, unchanged it remained…
The love that endured the test of time,
The love that now stood at the doors of divinity
The love- tender and caring marked with infinity
The love that enveloped passion and warmth
The love that ensured trust and forgiveness
The love that promised friendship and honor profound!
And so an abiding affection, that
Most men and woman have spent themselves longing
Such was the kind she was bequeathed with.
She knew she was the luckiest woman alive

Yet another memory of his, flashed by,
A tear of gratitude streamed,
She sniffed silently and let out a sigh!

She thought of him, time and again
A string of reminiscence made a show
Of the man, that awakened a storm,
In the deepest seas of her soul
Of the man, that crossed the threshold,
Like he owned her guarded heart.

She then lay, in the pool of memories
Of the perils they endured hand in hand
It was the night, she cried out loud
The night before she’d say ‘I do’.
She cried her lungs out in merriment
In the celebration of love that had found it’s home
In the prayers that were answered this way
In those of the dreams that affirmed their stay.

The next sunshine, they were bound
To the knot of strength and to the code of loyalty
A promise to keep, even beyond eternity
He vouched to the fire, to be her patron-
In sickness and in health
In distress and in wealth
In good times and in bad
To encompass all life’s sorrows and joys
All hardships and triumphs, and the experiences that lie ahead
To cherish and to respect
To comfort and encourage
To honour her dreams in all aspects

There, she was living a dream,
As he made promises in love
Kept in faith and lived in Hope.
Until death would do them apart!

And hence, it made, the perfect sense to life
As they were pronounced man and wife
There exists a kingdom where happiness reign
And, people say fairytales are few and far between!

Tuesday 10 January 2012

For, justice is never served right.


when you know, there is something,
that belongs to you,you can fight for it
before letting go.
What if you know that,
that thing you are fighting for
does not or ever belong or belonged to you,
but its harder still to let go,
to someone else's hands?
To accept that you wouldn't be treated the same,
to realise that you're not that important,
to not be as noticeable,
to sacrifice your precious thing,
to not even be able to say-
how much you still or always would want,
to hold on to every tiny single moment,
to let the wishes crush,
to let the dreams hit the rock bottom,
to see the chase knock a dead end,
to never be able to see it again,
to never be able to create another alike,
to accept defeat,to feel sabotaged,
to stand alone, to give up,
to surrender to the cold, to make peace,
are the toughest feelings one could ever harbour
 or battle out.

But,when you finally inculcate the change,
when you finally give in to move on,
when you blink away the tears and begin to smile.
In the end you see yourself gotten over it,
believe that you're happy,
laugh at yourself in the mirror and notice the renewed you.
Sooner or later, you feel back on track.

But all it takes is one fall of cold breeze
to blow the flash of memories right back in your face.
You realise, you've got to live with it for the rest of your life.
So, you better make peace,
For justice, is never served right!



P.S. This may not even sound like a poem or anything. But, what the hell, I'd put it up anyway! :)