The little bird chirrups on my window sill
It sings song of sorrows
Followed by songs of wisdom
I open an eye
The sun shines brightly
And through the curtains
I let the rays fall on my face
The bird goes on singing
I get out of bed
Drag myself to the window
Slowly
Keeping my eye focused on the little bird
I bend down to take a closer look
And finally
I slam the window
Tearing the bird into two
"Shut the fuck up, you are messing up my sleep"
I yell at the dead bird
And then fall into a deep sleep.
Friday, 21 October 2011
Sanity gone insane
There is a insanity within my sanity
One who has gone insane, deviates
And then hinders
To find the key
To sanity in a totally insane world
As words spill out
My brains seem to have gone insane
How can one not be branded insane?
When the healer himself has gone kaput
Every bit of sanity
Evolves stopping all pains
Here is to the world that has gone insane
To sanity gone insane
One who has gone insane, deviates
And then hinders
To find the key
To sanity in a totally insane world
As words spill out
My brains seem to have gone insane
How can one not be branded insane?
When the healer himself has gone kaput
Every bit of sanity
Evolves stopping all pains
Here is to the world that has gone insane
To sanity gone insane
The sound of rain
The many-voiced song of the rain echoes softly
It sings songs of sorrow, ever yearning and sad
Moving towards the sound of the rain
First it was the silence of the clouds
Eventually pouring out, tapping on rooftops as rain
Dark days of an early shower
Beautiful as any summer would be
The sound of rain loves the pink peach blossoms
Innumerable as the stars of night
Thousands of raindrops fall
To create music
To create a song for each one of us
The rain beats upon the human heads
With silver liquid drops
I let the rain sing me a lullaby
To let me fall into a deep slumber
Smiling, happiness empowering me
That is the power of the sound of the rain.
It sings songs of sorrow, ever yearning and sad
Moving towards the sound of the rain
First it was the silence of the clouds
Eventually pouring out, tapping on rooftops as rain
Dark days of an early shower
Beautiful as any summer would be
The sound of rain loves the pink peach blossoms
Innumerable as the stars of night
Thousands of raindrops fall
To create music
To create a song for each one of us
The rain beats upon the human heads
With silver liquid drops
I let the rain sing me a lullaby
To let me fall into a deep slumber
Smiling, happiness empowering me
That is the power of the sound of the rain.
Vanity Drinkers
The woman who appeals to a man's vanity may stimulate him
And a man who appeals to a woman's drinking habit stimulates her more
We are the vanity drinkers
Either way, vanity and drinking has been essential to them both
Like how vanity and pride are two different things
Drinking and getting drunk are too
So, here is to us vanity drinkers
A shot of vodka on the house
;)
And a man who appeals to a woman's drinking habit stimulates her more
We are the vanity drinkers
Either way, vanity and drinking has been essential to them both
Like how vanity and pride are two different things
Drinking and getting drunk are too
So, here is to us vanity drinkers
A shot of vodka on the house
;)
By the River Wangchu, I sit and DREAM
I sit on a rock that lies majestically right in between river Wangchu
More rocks, less superior to the one I sit on emerge as landscape of faces
Right before me the river meanders
Creating waves, some fast and some frozen in time
As it hits the faces of the many people I know from life in the form of rocks
The river splashes droplets of water on my face
Each droplet touching my inner being
Bringing out every small memories of life
While intrusion from the city is nill
The flow of the river emerges like moving people on the street
The much awaited breeze finally comes through
Creating the fast flowing river to shudder for a second
Ripples emerge in the water gathered in the corners of the rocks
The beauty of the river water going in circles, defining a no end to everything
I freeze time against everything in life and do what I am "perhaps" best at
I sit by the river Wangchu and DREAM!
More rocks, less superior to the one I sit on emerge as landscape of faces
Right before me the river meanders
Creating waves, some fast and some frozen in time
As it hits the faces of the many people I know from life in the form of rocks
The river splashes droplets of water on my face
Each droplet touching my inner being
Bringing out every small memories of life
While intrusion from the city is nill
The flow of the river emerges like moving people on the street
The much awaited breeze finally comes through
Creating the fast flowing river to shudder for a second
Ripples emerge in the water gathered in the corners of the rocks
The beauty of the river water going in circles, defining a no end to everything
I freeze time against everything in life and do what I am "perhaps" best at
I sit by the river Wangchu and DREAM!
An April Day
The sun was warm but the wind was chill
So as would Robert Frost say-
"You know how it is with an April day."
The April rain falls on this particular day
Fitful showers hits the wood and the meadow
Bringing in violets to light the early spring
Julia Dorr has rightly said- "April's rare capricious loveliness."
Just as how unpredictable life can get
On an April day, one can never know what you will get
Like how every spring is the only spring
A perfectual astonishment
So is this April day, unique in itself
This April day sings songs of things beautiful
Of brooks, of blossoms, birds and the silver lake
Retaining the beauty of earth's snow-white robes that's lost
On the April day, a choir of chirping minstrels bring
The wind that wakes the month of May
Yet to be unfurled, yet to be felt, yet to be lived
But I need to live through this April day
As I lay planted with every footstep
Growing, budding and blooming into a spirit of Spring
This indeed is a beautiful day
I am saddened as this April day ends
But I am glad there is another APRIL DAY waiting for me tomorrow.
So as would Robert Frost say-
"You know how it is with an April day."
The April rain falls on this particular day
Fitful showers hits the wood and the meadow
Bringing in violets to light the early spring
Julia Dorr has rightly said- "April's rare capricious loveliness."
Just as how unpredictable life can get
On an April day, one can never know what you will get
Like how every spring is the only spring
A perfectual astonishment
So is this April day, unique in itself
This April day sings songs of things beautiful
Of brooks, of blossoms, birds and the silver lake
Retaining the beauty of earth's snow-white robes that's lost
On the April day, a choir of chirping minstrels bring
The wind that wakes the month of May
Yet to be unfurled, yet to be felt, yet to be lived
But I need to live through this April day
As I lay planted with every footstep
Growing, budding and blooming into a spirit of Spring
This indeed is a beautiful day
I am saddened as this April day ends
But I am glad there is another APRIL DAY waiting for me tomorrow.
I can feel the pain
In my dreams I feel pain for when dreams are shattered a heart is broken
In my hopes I feel pain for when hope is lost the person in you die
In my aspirations I feel pain for when that is gone life aint life
In my destiny I feel pain for the unknown journey taken towards it is unsure
In my happiness I feel pain for there is always sadness that chooses to stay longer
In my trust I feel pain for when betrayal strikes you, it always win
In my colors I feel pain for the sky is grey with hatred
In my life I feel pain for life takes away the very person it gives you with so much of love.
I can feel the pain in everyone and everything!!!
In my hopes I feel pain for when hope is lost the person in you die
In my aspirations I feel pain for when that is gone life aint life
In my destiny I feel pain for the unknown journey taken towards it is unsure
In my happiness I feel pain for there is always sadness that chooses to stay longer
In my trust I feel pain for when betrayal strikes you, it always win
In my colors I feel pain for the sky is grey with hatred
In my life I feel pain for life takes away the very person it gives you with so much of love.
I can feel the pain in everyone and everything!!!
The calmness in emptiness
I let go of the thoughts that captivates my inner being
My mind remains undetermined in a void
I broke a heart to create something, only to destroy it
Now I stand alone, wondering what went wrong
It aint about my persistence to understand things
Things which cannot be understood
I surrender my very being
To find the right beginning to something I am unaware of
I have created a prison from my own actions
My mind is null and void
I subdue tears within myself
For crying too loudly will tempt the fate to silence me
I am a story of emptiness
Only to end to start again, to be retold
Yet I am a story of emptiness that goes in circles
I curve around for new beginnings, carving life again
My life is neither fullness nor emptiness
And that is when I find calmness in it.
My mind remains undetermined in a void
I broke a heart to create something, only to destroy it
Now I stand alone, wondering what went wrong
It aint about my persistence to understand things
Things which cannot be understood
I surrender my very being
To find the right beginning to something I am unaware of
I have created a prison from my own actions
My mind is null and void
I subdue tears within myself
For crying too loudly will tempt the fate to silence me
I am a story of emptiness
Only to end to start again, to be retold
Yet I am a story of emptiness that goes in circles
I curve around for new beginnings, carving life again
My life is neither fullness nor emptiness
And that is when I find calmness in it.
Throwing away the broken pieces
Once again, it all comes to broken pieces on the floor of life
Pain and happiness, both change with every heartbeat
The pages of life have gone all mixed up
The glass which once cocooned my life is broken
The days turned to rain and the moon has disappeared
I stare up at the sky; try to put the broken pieces together
It has now become a shallow path
And promises have been broken, shattered to pieces
Between walls the cinders of us have lost its shine
The shine in which is broken
As I pick the broken pieces, one by one
The world closes up on me
Yet, I feel determined enough
That I will find that one broken piece to make me complete
But for now, here is something I must do
I must throw away all the broken pieces.
Pain and happiness, both change with every heartbeat
The pages of life have gone all mixed up
The glass which once cocooned my life is broken
The days turned to rain and the moon has disappeared
I stare up at the sky; try to put the broken pieces together
It has now become a shallow path
And promises have been broken, shattered to pieces
Between walls the cinders of us have lost its shine
The shine in which is broken
As I pick the broken pieces, one by one
The world closes up on me
Yet, I feel determined enough
That I will find that one broken piece to make me complete
But for now, here is something I must do
I must throw away all the broken pieces.
Thursday, 23 December 2010
My existence
What is my existence to this world?
I am a subject to the realities of life
My realities seem to be just a dream
How so ever, I maybe
The way I perceive life to be
This is me
Often my past pulls me down
And then my future excites me
Then there is my present
Giving me an existence in this world
A reason to be in the world
No matter how much I hate it
The biggest irony in this life
Is to smile when things are harsh on you
Just to make yourself believe
That a smile makes a day brighter
It does, for a while
But you just can’t go on smiling forever
My thoughts often remain within me
Subdued inside a person in me
Stubborn as can be but very volatile too
Making life be practical and not think positively
Aiming aimlessly too high
And not knowing where she is going
People can often be confusing
I aint no exception
It’s the confused life that makes people explicable
And yet people never try to look within
The outside aint just everything
A bigger world, a bigger life, a bigger person.
Lives within every individual
Yet when I still question myself
What is my existence to this world?
I still get no answer
Because the answer is within myself
And until I don’t discover myself
I may never find out...
I am a subject to the realities of life
My realities seem to be just a dream
How so ever, I maybe
The way I perceive life to be
This is me
Often my past pulls me down
And then my future excites me
Then there is my present
Giving me an existence in this world
A reason to be in the world
No matter how much I hate it
The biggest irony in this life
Is to smile when things are harsh on you
Just to make yourself believe
That a smile makes a day brighter
It does, for a while
But you just can’t go on smiling forever
My thoughts often remain within me
Subdued inside a person in me
Stubborn as can be but very volatile too
Making life be practical and not think positively
Aiming aimlessly too high
And not knowing where she is going
People can often be confusing
I aint no exception
It’s the confused life that makes people explicable
And yet people never try to look within
The outside aint just everything
A bigger world, a bigger life, a bigger person.
Lives within every individual
Yet when I still question myself
What is my existence to this world?
I still get no answer
Because the answer is within myself
And until I don’t discover myself
I may never find out...
Wednesday, 22 December 2010
A Stranger Within
You were just like any other stranger
Stepped into my life just to go away one day
We talked about books, music and the rivers
Shared moments (nostalgic) as you would call it
But somehow, you were always a stranger within
We fought, we laughed and “I” cried
Closer we got with what I thought was “similarities”
Tried to put aside the few differences we had
We moved on, together (or not)
But somehow you were always a stranger within
I asked “what you want from me?”
You never did give me an answer to it
Questions we had plenty but answer we had none
We decided not to look for answers, let them show on their own
But somehow you were always a stranger within
I fell in love; thought love was to stay forever this time
You said you were in love too
Hell! It was easy for you to walk out on love
Who do I blame? My love or the stranger
Somehow you were always a stranger within
Tonight I hold whiskey, and a broken heart
I wait for the stranger who broke my heart
“Ok and who ever you are?”
Were the words that broke me forever, your last words to me. Because…
Somehow you were always a stranger within!
Stepped into my life just to go away one day
We talked about books, music and the rivers
Shared moments (nostalgic) as you would call it
But somehow, you were always a stranger within
We fought, we laughed and “I” cried
Closer we got with what I thought was “similarities”
Tried to put aside the few differences we had
We moved on, together (or not)
But somehow you were always a stranger within
I asked “what you want from me?”
You never did give me an answer to it
Questions we had plenty but answer we had none
We decided not to look for answers, let them show on their own
But somehow you were always a stranger within
I fell in love; thought love was to stay forever this time
You said you were in love too
Hell! It was easy for you to walk out on love
Who do I blame? My love or the stranger
Somehow you were always a stranger within
Tonight I hold whiskey, and a broken heart
I wait for the stranger who broke my heart
“Ok and who ever you are?”
Were the words that broke me forever, your last words to me. Because…
Somehow you were always a stranger within!
Of a sad one
Why do the stars that charms the night look sicken’d tonight?
A new year lies ahead of her, just a few hours to go
And the darkness of yesterdays overshadow the rays of a new life
High in the air, she meant to rise
Somehow, down below an ocean of sorrows is all she got
Hopes have faded away, in this waste of existence
Not a friend to cry or laugh with, cold and alone
All she has is the roar of the wind, echoes repeat
Her eyes once upon a time glanc’d for him
Two hearts throbb’d together, embraces no longer met
He buried them all for her
No more deep slumbers, no more songs to sing
A heart once broken keeps breaking again and again
He heart wither’d like the winter leaves
O’er the years, never once turned into a new leaf
As a willow tree o’er the river wept
She floated, like a swan in the river of life
Blue peaks in a distant land rose against the cold white sky
And as the wind hovers over her like a canopy of miseries
The darned world took away her soul!
A new year lies ahead of her, just a few hours to go
And the darkness of yesterdays overshadow the rays of a new life
High in the air, she meant to rise
Somehow, down below an ocean of sorrows is all she got
Hopes have faded away, in this waste of existence
Not a friend to cry or laugh with, cold and alone
All she has is the roar of the wind, echoes repeat
Her eyes once upon a time glanc’d for him
Two hearts throbb’d together, embraces no longer met
He buried them all for her
No more deep slumbers, no more songs to sing
A heart once broken keeps breaking again and again
He heart wither’d like the winter leaves
O’er the years, never once turned into a new leaf
As a willow tree o’er the river wept
She floated, like a swan in the river of life
Blue peaks in a distant land rose against the cold white sky
And as the wind hovers over her like a canopy of miseries
The darned world took away her soul!
The thoughts in my head
As the morning sun comes through my window
I smile, forcefully, hoping the day does me good
It’s the same old day
Nothing seems to change
My fear of being noticed makes me put on a veil
Tired of being asked awkward questions
I resort to a glass of wine
My morning, the every day of my life
The part of the day I dread the most
And why joys have I found?
Shutting the doors to life
What satisfaction has it given me?
Living behind closed doors
Like the dawn of the morning
How I wish my life was one
Wishes! Only if they turned into reality
The world would be my own
Desires! Only if I could control them
The world would have accepted me
Maybe that’s just the way life is
I tell myself
And then, I see happiness around me
Why aren’t I a part of it?
Questions after questions
Just makes my life confusing
Life’s questions and life’s realities
They just don’t seem right together
Or do they?
Time’s never right for anything
Not even for things you really want
Somehow, life always catches you
At the wrong foot, at the wrong time
Opportunities seem to have left me
To be on my own and wander
But the question again is
How far can I wander?
Without a destination, a dream, a realization
What am I without them?
Too many questions in life
And no one to answer them
Maybe the answers itself lies in the duality of life!
I smile, forcefully, hoping the day does me good
It’s the same old day
Nothing seems to change
My fear of being noticed makes me put on a veil
Tired of being asked awkward questions
I resort to a glass of wine
My morning, the every day of my life
The part of the day I dread the most
And why joys have I found?
Shutting the doors to life
What satisfaction has it given me?
Living behind closed doors
Like the dawn of the morning
How I wish my life was one
Wishes! Only if they turned into reality
The world would be my own
Desires! Only if I could control them
The world would have accepted me
Maybe that’s just the way life is
I tell myself
And then, I see happiness around me
Why aren’t I a part of it?
Questions after questions
Just makes my life confusing
Life’s questions and life’s realities
They just don’t seem right together
Or do they?
Time’s never right for anything
Not even for things you really want
Somehow, life always catches you
At the wrong foot, at the wrong time
Opportunities seem to have left me
To be on my own and wander
But the question again is
How far can I wander?
Without a destination, a dream, a realization
What am I without them?
Too many questions in life
And no one to answer them
Maybe the answers itself lies in the duality of life!
The anger in me
I often blow up, for reasons I know not
Coming out when it is least expected
Churns my insides, bringing tears
Destroying who I am, in and out
Leaving people thinking
Labelling me as a total bitch
Anger
Donot hit me hard
For I shall not wither
Nor shall I rise
You have often dictated my words and action
Making me un-ignore Buddha's beautiful words
"Give up anger; renounce pride;
transcend all worldly attachments
Whoever restrains rising anger like a chariot gone astray,
that one I call a real driver;
others merely hold the reins."
I quote Buddha's words
Each time anger hits me bad
Its a problematic human expression
Angry, nearly everyday of my life
But at times
Anger
Is the strongest way
To get emotions into words!
Coming out when it is least expected
Churns my insides, bringing tears
Destroying who I am, in and out
Leaving people thinking
Labelling me as a total bitch
Anger
Donot hit me hard
For I shall not wither
Nor shall I rise
You have often dictated my words and action
Making me un-ignore Buddha's beautiful words
"Give up anger; renounce pride;
transcend all worldly attachments
Whoever restrains rising anger like a chariot gone astray,
that one I call a real driver;
others merely hold the reins."
I quote Buddha's words
Each time anger hits me bad
Its a problematic human expression
Angry, nearly everyday of my life
But at times
Anger
Is the strongest way
To get emotions into words!
Answers
In answers I seek life
Questions are plenty
But answers are none
Answers
Disappear
Into the burden of life
Called 'questions'
If only answers
Showed me to life
To the greater meaning
Of being myself
Answers
Show yourseld up
I need answers
Answers to change life
Questions are plenty
But answers are none
Answers
Disappear
Into the burden of life
Called 'questions'
If only answers
Showed me to life
To the greater meaning
Of being myself
Answers
Show yourseld up
I need answers
Answers to change life
Poets and Nature
Fallen leaves cackle as the cool wind shy away
As Robert Frost wrote about birches bending from left and right
Robert Burns writes about a red rose and his love
In the wilderness Robert Graves found tears
As a lover wept
The west wind blew, bringing the breath of Autumn's being
On a May morning, John Milton welcomed life
As the bright morning star came dancing
Saluting for living one more day
No lover has loved the beauty of nature
Like John Masefield did
Spring grass, the soft spring rain and the old chant of the sea
Lord Byron often dreamt
Of rayless, pathless and an icy earth
Scared of darkness taking over her, the universe
Fires blazed in the heavens of Christopher Brennan
The cicada's screamed, the trees cried for help
Nature poets wept
Robert Bridges bought back the snow-capped mountains
The rivers and the trees
Among the flowers, the heavenly air
Poets wrote about the beautiful mornings
And a paradise in nature
The last leaf shall never fall!
As Robert Frost wrote about birches bending from left and right
Robert Burns writes about a red rose and his love
In the wilderness Robert Graves found tears
As a lover wept
The west wind blew, bringing the breath of Autumn's being
On a May morning, John Milton welcomed life
As the bright morning star came dancing
Saluting for living one more day
No lover has loved the beauty of nature
Like John Masefield did
Spring grass, the soft spring rain and the old chant of the sea
Lord Byron often dreamt
Of rayless, pathless and an icy earth
Scared of darkness taking over her, the universe
Fires blazed in the heavens of Christopher Brennan
The cicada's screamed, the trees cried for help
Nature poets wept
Robert Bridges bought back the snow-capped mountains
The rivers and the trees
Among the flowers, the heavenly air
Poets wrote about the beautiful mornings
And a paradise in nature
The last leaf shall never fall!
Shadows
Dim lights, feelings of darkness
Nothing but my shadow seen
Dark, alone, no companion
Emotionless
Haunted by memories
My vision darkens more
Shadow fades into darkness
Darkness hovers within
Somewhere in time
Shadows surpass all darkness
Nothing but my shadow seen
Dark, alone, no companion
Emotionless
Haunted by memories
My vision darkens more
Shadow fades into darkness
Darkness hovers within
Somewhere in time
Shadows surpass all darkness
Solitude
Days
Are gone
Happiness
Yet to be felt
A face
Needs to be seen
A heart
Explored and left
Feelings
Keep changing
People
Come and go
Desires
Are always plenty
Hope
Is a new way of living
Life
is the answer to everything!
Are gone
Happiness
Yet to be felt
A face
Needs to be seen
A heart
Explored and left
Feelings
Keep changing
People
Come and go
Desires
Are always plenty
Hope
Is a new way of living
Life
is the answer to everything!
Feelings
Feeling you
I embrace myself
Listening to you
I can hear the world
Reading you
I read books for a lifetime
Talking to you
My world takes a different meaning
Being with you
My life is complete
Go away
And you take a part of me
Stay
And you add another part
Sigh!
I embrace myself
Listening to you
I can hear the world
Reading you
I read books for a lifetime
Talking to you
My world takes a different meaning
Being with you
My life is complete
Go away
And you take a part of me
Stay
And you add another part
Sigh!
US
Together, we shall hold on to each other
Making memories of us, we shall never say never
Laugh we must
Cry for each other (together) we definately must
We still stand strong
Hand in hand, we walk through life
Bringing smiles and happiness
Sometimes tears and sadness
What so ever we may be
We still are together
Together for ever
And we shall continue to remain "US" for all years to come!
Making memories of us, we shall never say never
Laugh we must
Cry for each other (together) we definately must
We still stand strong
Hand in hand, we walk through life
Bringing smiles and happiness
Sometimes tears and sadness
What so ever we may be
We still are together
Together for ever
And we shall continue to remain "US" for all years to come!
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