Looks wiped clean,
The earth.
The air too.
Smells like, Satiation
Like exasperation
Like a poet's inspiration.
The perfect morning!
Standing at the sixth floor,
He finishes his cigarette,
And goes off to bed.
Saturday, May 11, 2013
Thursday, May 2, 2013
Of sons and fathers
This one,
doesn't taste good,
when not served cold.
It does,
when it's chilled..
They might call it revenge..
I plainly call it-
A mug of beer.'
Contemplations,
Half-developed insights,
of half developed minds,
Meet their fathers now.
Right here!
Yes, right now.
Friday, April 26, 2013
For you, Kaka!!
And he was one of a kind,
One who didn't know inhibitions,
And he knew no fear.
The God's child, I'd say,
For, he sung in words,
That seemed divine.
And he created the music too..
His fingers strum the strings,
Like butter was meant for bread,
A man honest, caring and a genius,
Beyond what words could describe,
A gem, I'd say.
I do not mean much,
In this world so fast,
But in my passive tone, I'd say..
May you sing songs of joy,
Of friends, of love,
Of destinations, of journeys..
I will listen to them all,
Repeating till eternity,
Perhaps until,
You write your story down.
And then play your songs,
On repeat,
Again for eternity.
Thursday, February 7, 2013
Sometimes
The man in the mirror, I know not!
A stranger? Or someone I forgot?
To him, I tell a secret though,
For I thought he should know,
"Sometimes when I see you,
I miss the boy, I once knew".
A stranger? Or someone I forgot?
To him, I tell a secret though,
For I thought he should know,
"Sometimes when I see you,
I miss the boy, I once knew".
Wednesday, January 2, 2013
2013- All ours!
There he falls.
Beyond the boundaries,
of thoughts,
you could conjure,
Emerged a story,
crossing what is defined,
and what is not.
The tainted ones,
got their dues,
the purer ones,
they did not.
A void developed,
why? I know not!
something went wrong,
who cares, what!
For those who know,
This sad story I do tell,
Pity your faith,
But your god, he just fell!
Yes the mightiest one,
Yes, he fell.
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
Really, ever?
Used to be an unusual calm,
about him, around him,
Those who knew him,
Found peace in his smile,
He didn't know haste,
And he knew no chase,
He made no friends,
And no enemies,
So forgiving was he,
He could qualify as divine,
They claimed to love him,
He never loved back,
A man perhaps, so content,
He wondered,
Did he ever love,
Anything, Anyone?
It wasn't change,
That he sought,
He liked to stay,
Passively as he'd say,
No needs he had,
Switching them ,
When they took a toll,
Free from all that binds,
He for sure knew,
He wanted none,
For He never gave some,
Stood firm,
As he evolved through,
This noble soul,
Benign still, and true.
about him, around him,
Those who knew him,
Found peace in his smile,
He didn't know haste,
And he knew no chase,
He made no friends,
And no enemies,
So forgiving was he,
He could qualify as divine,
They claimed to love him,
He never loved back,
A man perhaps, so content,
He wondered,
Did he ever love,
Anything, Anyone?
It wasn't change,
That he sought,
He liked to stay,
Passively as he'd say,
No needs he had,
Switching them ,
When they took a toll,
Free from all that binds,
He for sure knew,
He wanted none,
For He never gave some,
Stood firm,
As he evolved through,
This noble soul,
Benign still, and true.
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