Seek and meet!

Sitting by the passing clouds I see,
In a blink, what I beheld and that you let free
Yet, we meet at a crossroad unknown
I don't reside in me,
The one I was, the one you knew
After you, perhaps never will be.
And, you are-
I ceased to recognise that, day
long gone...
In a retreat, in a dark corner,
The ink has bled,
Words have scarred,
Met on paper, time has wheeled.

Today, a beat does not skip
My eyes do not seek
Those certain traces haunt no laughs,
The roads do not call.
A smile lingers at my lips' corner still
In a renewed confidence or so I think,
My eyes have met yours,
Yet, another time inks feed,
Words bleed,
In midst of all, I know you do still read.

Perhaps this isn't the end,
For who are we really?
Only just pieces of chess?
Games will roll, destiny will play
There'll be time that'll stay.

The world will shift,
In a white wash,
In a blink,
In a place borrowed from a fairytale
When the cosmics collide,
In a parallel universe,
In a wishful world of dreams,
Beyond measures of time and realms,
Deep inside the quiet slumber
In a world that isn't this,

In a sweet surrender, in no retreat,
You will seek, I shall meet!

And, so I rest my case.

I could do in the absence of your sweet grace,

For, what worth is of worth of water to a wilted flower?

Though a surreptitious desire and a denial conflate

And while sulk I a li’l more in my sole crafted melancholy

And to draw onto a mortal close and never dwell upon

This labyrinthine dalliance, this nemesis of a past quantum,

This ineffable propinquity, this serendipity’s wait.

No sir, I yearn for no more than your obsolesce, of being, existence.

For I’ve had it good and, hence I rest my case!  

Aren't you my Raymond?

Sometimes, it’s hard to explain what you’ve felt is right

 How the sound of that name, has left a smile for that night

Numb knees, breathless breath, a clinchy fright

What shall thy name be? a delirious delight?

You take me to places I’ve never been,

You take me to places inside of me, I’ve never seen,

 Are you love? Are you life? Or everything in between?

What shall they name be?  A beautiful mirage unforeseen!

An illusion, an existence, I’ve grown fond,

Aren’t you a dream? Perhaps my poetry! Or beyond

As words to the writer, as precious as a diamond,

What shall thy name be? Aren’t you my Raymond!

*This one's an oldy I thought I'd lost. Appears I haven't.
Talk of old times and random poetry! :D 

The Ocean’s fool.

Through the haunting hall of memories

That’s now scarred of red and blacks

He walked with daggers through the back,

That he drew upon himself

Keep walking,

The owl has hooted downfall

For guilt my boy is your pal

Live with it and in death

For your own grave will call out

Of names your mind had barred.

What is your flight then?

Words? Diplomacy? Stance?

The fallen leaf you walked over,

It’s tree is hounding you now.

Your option is to run for life while you’re dead and not.

Whimpering cries of the sand,

The dark night waves have heard.

Where ever you may swim,

Your life lies at the waters’ base.

With deeds you drew upon self

Revenge is not my thing, but you,

'You' are the ocean’s fool

She smiles.

So she smiled at you today,

The smile that could light up the stadium of your heart,

That you dint let.

She smiled at you, with those shrilled laughs,

It still echoes, you know.

You wouldn’t admit it, she knows.

So as she lets you play this game,

Of light and shadow, of hide and seek,

While a part of her is dying each day

She smiled at you.

Every time she did,

She sent a part of her your way

Which you gracefully returned

That she kept safe in her eyes’ diamond drops

So she smiled, she always does

Sometimes, for you.

Sometimes, for the belief in you, that she still believes.

Sometimes, for the dreams she dreams of you.

Sometimes, to show she is as happy as you.

But mostly, because your silence has painted thousand lies,

She knows it all, she smiles!

I’ll wait the endless wait!

 In every breath, in every blink

In every question hard to sink

In every sunset, every rise,

In every meet that won’t suffice

In every warm summer’s offset,

In the glimpse of a dancing silhouette,

Like the burning fire on the melting ice,

Even in the inexplicably intertwined ties

In the dead silence of the night,

In the battle of heart and the might,

In every debt, life be the price

Whatever the result be, of destiny’s dice

 In the war of truth and fright

With the sudden promise of a bright light

In every moment big or trivial

In every delight unreal

In each carefully woven reverie

In every plea and prayer

In hopeless hope and plight

As every castle builder’s right

In many tries and painful retreats,

In the little denials and sweet deceits

In the very aberrant life’s symmetry

In this rush of mad poetry

 Against the designs of fate,

In the hours of dawn, dusk and late,

I’ll wait at this guarded gate,

I’ll wait this endless wait!

This was penned somewhere in January. Brings back innocent memories... Happy reading! :) 

True lie.

To every askance silenced,

And to watch the dance of pretence

To match your will with deed

I saw, to fires what you did feed

And still games do play

Are these lives or dolls of clay?

While we watch and that alone

And clutch onto what’s gone

Why do shadows cry?

Why do dreams die?

And the truth nothing but a deceiving lie! 

Walls and hope!

There are limits on the desires for dreams,

Or are there?

Aren’t they just walls, to silence the screams,

To keep out wants, unfair?

It’s when one reaches the finality of what one wants,

That you grapple with the walls of can’ts

Or are they walls or just the boundaries we’ve drawn?

Don’t after the game, they go back to the same box, even the king and the pawn?

The walls show no mercy no love.

But when all one needs, don’t they…

Shoulder a cry, suppress the sigh, keep an unsigned vow?

And too, the questions out of the way

When one has nothing left to say?

Then there are walls, tough as lies,

When hurting your knuckles wouldn’t be wise

But devastate the wall that now stands grown

Just in the way fundamentally built down

Involve the logic, not the trick

You bring them down, brick by brick!

How exemplary can walls built be,

That is high so to keep a thicket turmoil free;

But also adequately short at rest

That allows the breeze, the sunset to nest!

As to building confining walls in the mind,

Let’s build no walls, but bridges that bind.

No wall be too high, to deep, to cold,

When destiny let play and hope to unfold.

Higher than walls are hope we along bring,

For, to hope is after all a very good thing!

They're yours and they're mine.

Heard of speaking silences?

They’ve spoken the tales, the scars

Waking dreams, I’ve smiled

At the lives inextricably intertwined

A roar of resonating mock of laughter,

I’ve laughed,

At a misty future or an unsure dream

For I’m not giving in,

I’m a believer, believer I will be…

I won’t protest, nor lament

Not for yesterdays lost in oblivion,

Not for the words unsaid…

Not for what could have been shall I grieve

For the moments too precious are lived by me, and only

I don’t part, I don’t share.

I don’t wish to define,

Because they’re yours and they’re mine!

Believe. Not!

Here where the ties die too fast

They say, only a fool believes, love will last

While destiny has a weird fashion

Everything withers, men and their passion

Here where dead dreams reign the kingdom

To bind love to last forever, well seldom

What worth is worth of a chained freedom?

Light at the tunnel's end to see

Arrested by hope one shall be!

Here where substance deeply slumber

Two names remain tied not too longer

Love's a fool's errand I wonder!

For happiness sought in wrong spaces to linger.

For all the things said and done,

Though all the hatred, the blood and bone

I look for a perennial bond of passion

In the quest of that uncommon fraction,

Is it a hunt for self-destruction to bend?

Or a voyage embarked for the immortal blend.

Be loved and to love

Perhaps the verdict of the stars above.

To do is your duty, high or low

The receipts shall or shan't follow.

Thus all that accounts

To nothing that counts,

So long as you love...

As long as you love...

No liar!

Of what remains,

I’d gather stones

Of what is left,

I’d build a home

Of all, that still stand by,

I’d bind a family

Out of the dying feelings,

In you, I’d try and find an ally

Of all my ink smeared pages,

I’d feed the hungry fire

Of your silences and sweet deceits,

My pen is not a liar!

Like that, life goes on!

I like this girl that she’s come to become

So full of hatred in her eyes,

Failure, she’ll never be.

For nothing is at stake to lose,

She thought.

Until, she was invited to see,

It wasn't all black and white after all.

Never is.

Love was never on her side

She never found it in her to lament

Stars, she never looks up above for anymore

Certain places, she wouldn’t dare traverse

Some stills, she prays she’ll never stumble upon

One face she will love, with no choice

One truth, she can never change

One wish, that’ll never come true

Questions that’ll stand unanswered

Silence, she won’t bring herself to terms with

But through days she breathes along

And that’s how life goes on!

Dark and Cold.

So,

When the sun has left you

To your plight,

In the darkness to dwell forth;

To some place,

To some part of the world,

He gives all his warmth.

Sometimes,

When you’ve given yourself away,

Into the darkness…

-Choiceless or out of free will

Even  the presence,

Of his warm bright light

Would do no difference.

It’s still a world without the sun-

Dark and Cold.

Atramentous storms!

The day has quit, the darkness reigns

Calm as death, I’m standing still

You fill your pen with ink, I fill mine in blood

The truth is overrated, Conspiracy is a creed

Shadows move in and out, Death is delusional,

Nothing remains on the other end, nor this,

Lamenting is a cliché, Numbed are hurts!

Yes! My pages bear scars enough, 

Of depths oblivious be you,

For, in demented oblivion you dwell.

Aware are you of who you’ve fostered?  

Broken quill feeds better, did you know?

And so you’ve raised a predator in me,

The one that waits, and waits for the kill.

For, there hasn’t been another thirst known,

Only of blood and that alone!

The endless symphony...

In the Deserted dreams,

Heaps of hopes lay crushed

In the cluster of stars,

Not one falls in for an agreement

While a decision is being made for me,

I lay handcuffed.

Was that a door of hope?,

Fall forth, the iron curtains.

I'm lost,

In the labyrinth of your love

I'm stuck,

In the shackles of your desires.

I've waited with a steadfast will,

Caught between dreams and despair

A hopeless hope,

And my heart sinks in truth.

It's just another name after all

Or a salutary pain? 

A fancy I've let grow,

A thirst tarries, and the silent screams..

I toss and turn in sleep

Your premonition and I sigh!

Do I retire or let play

The forbode game of light and shadow?

In a blink I clutch, in another retreat. 

A conflagration rises,

And the storms to ease

Fast falling tears and a melancholic symphony,

I pray for the strength to greet my destiny. 

STAY!

A symphony in the background

A reminder from the heavens,

‘You asked for intimate moments, here I give!’

A satisfying silence,

The roads often traversed, now defined

With a memory new, a fragrance ingrained

Some words, a chuckle and a naughty mockery

Swept by the tempest of love,

I’m a merry go, you are a drug

One look in the eyes and I’m high as a kite

For today, contemplation I’d do away.

Today, cloudy contingency I’d over look

This day, conflicting controls, I've set free

Another look, I’m canonized

The rustling leaves, the rustic dreams,

A long hoped day, a distant wish met reality

You envelope me, I’m owned and the day seized.

I know not of what tomorrow brings,

Or takes away…

Of what I know, this, you, me, the magic will stay!

Defenceless Atheism.

Castles in dust do mix

That once was called a home

Dreams soak a little

In the unmet material possibility

The roads have shed a tear or two

They say, they’d fancy duality

Certain corners have echoed laughs

They seek for eternity

The wind had played havoc then,

Doesn’t it now!

Give my message to your master, shall you?

I shall never believe your sire.

He calls himself the master of lands

And, looks upon us with indifference fierce

As unfair as life charted to be,

Why with the people we love and fear? 

I wrote to thee!

On the fogged window I wrote to thee

Of the unspoken words of love's entry

Even when rains wash the scrawled pane

A song, a story, simple and plain

Some fall day you shall see

That my love wasn't a timed story

But as boundless as the ocean

As timeless as eternity be

In my griffonage, I wrote to thee

While lips lie sealed, but eyes whispered for you to see

A muffled smile, damask'd me.

A sunset behind, florets blushed a coral glee

A shadow, the two, a silent walk

An unsigned vow, a quiet promise, and the birds' flock

Grateful heavens, I wrote to thee,

A wordless wish, a dandelion set free

The stare of silence, boundaries a blur

A new moon dawns, unreal azure

Some stills inscribed, a magical composure

Time ticked by to a reassuring closure.

I tore myself away from the place

A treasured fragrance, of him I trace

To keep sake of him from there on,

And to savour by when he was gone

Flanked by trees, some hopeful while

I turned to see, memories smile.

Given to uncertainty, you may never see,

I always will, I wrote to thee! 


Penned on- 22 Sept, 2012.

I barter you with this ink!

This thing that dances,

At the brink of my lips

Sometimes it flashes blatantly in my eyes  

Until it’s vanquished, from the hush of my lies

And then it seeks, asking for words,

To melt into lines and embrace my voice,

But, the only distance they could travel was a blank sheet…

I apportion you with this paper,

I barter you with this ink

And, all there is and all there will be,

All the bottled wishes and engraved memories,

All that I know, all that I feel,

Every letter silenced with fright,

The world of words that I cannot summon

The lines that found refuge, in hiding

And the carriage of it has sought anonymity

I apportion you with this paper,

I barter you with this ink,

Do not call me a coward,

To have chosen inscription over voice,

For, voice can be buried beneath ignorance,

Or shushed by a lethal rejection,

Or be hushed by cacophony.

While to indite, is forever beyond

To ink, is to bestay for infinity!

So I apportion you with this paper,

I barter you with this ink!

Replaced!

Nightmares replace dreams,

Loss substitutes for love,

Yours isn't yours, never was.

The dispute perhaps is, denial.

The winter snubs summer in the end,

The flowers are to freeze and wither,

We will meet again at the fate’s gate with no choice

Everything in the living world- Is Replaceable. Everybody!

The world’s a comedy, a dark comedy

You are its muse!

All I did was stood in silence!

The midnight dressed a shameful black,

When the little girl, chased and attacked

The hideous men that feasted on her

Her tiny eyes, lost in a blur

The little pink frock shred and slit                                         

Her pale body, used, reused and quit.

Was it a rife, violated innocence

While all I did was stood in silence.

A country wed to corruption,

With no hope of redemption,

A land I called my own,

Only in words and flown

Nature and her children, in pollution drown

As routine as night and day, lives are burnt or blown

A motherland soaked in violence

While all I did was stood in silence

They were young, they we smitten

By the love bug they were bitten,

 They belonged to different worlds, people hurled

And so were they hunt down, found in a blood whirl

With confidence I’d write of love, its power and presence

But all I did was stood in silence

Roads were a home, pavements the bed

With ten coins, their little tummies they’d fed

Then they wished another day never dawned

For, survival was a hope long withdrawn

They lived in scant, I frowned even in abundance

Cause, all I did was stood in silence

To someone, the world was a burial ground

To someone, life is a terrifying hound,

To someone, home is a word unknown

To someone only family is lone

To someone, food is that is thrown

To someone, God has been just a stone

What do I care of, absence or presence!

For all I did was stood in silence…