A deadly silence,
Shrieks into my ears.
The music of the rain,
I could have felt,
Had you been here.
Reminiscences of,
A phase back in time.
Two mates, like
Sworn brothers in arms.
Tales of our glory,
Days of our prime.
Where are you now?
Gone without a trace!
For too long, may I say.
With unshakeable hope,
I wait here nevertheless.
It’s been an unending night,
Without you my friend.
But I raise this toast,
To a life of bliss for you.
And the hope of meeting again.
Amen!
With a 1/12
probability,
Only one had to resent home,
For the hypothesis,
To come undone.
And yet here we are,
12 /12 have done it
now.
The reclusive master,
Smiles at last, and
how!
His absence construed,
As weakness by lesser
ones,
The lives they’ve
breathed,
Allowed by him, for once.
The cuffs of the material
world,
Only he can evade.
No one else can lead
you there,
In his embrace, must rest
your head.
Fuck all the good inside
of you.
The only fact that
keeps you alive,
Is that, no matter
where you go,
You will eventually end
up being mine.
But then, here’s this
one,
Always mine, but yet so
sad.
So close, yet apart,
Like those chambers of the
heart.
I conclude stories once
I see a happy face,
Nothing else I ask for.
And even if I let my
heart run wild for you,
No one will ever know
it; no one has before.
Never doubt my
abilities dear, just ask,
I am as pervasive as
time.
If I say there be peace
bestowed on world,
Peace becomes your
right divine.
I had once wondered,
When I knew naivety-
How could one song,
Define an entire life for me.
You, my friend, would have told me,
But must have let it be.
That the song, now forgotten,
Was birthed and shaped by me.
In this part of the universe,
Wretched spineless beings,
Guised as mortal humans,
Sneak into our scenes.
Those that I have smothered,
With this one that I almost own,
Must have developed some vertebrae,
Below their heads, there- all the way down.
I still find it hard to believe,
Concluding needs the same old words.
Let it just be, leeches don’t change,
But never forget, never does HE.
Words have been scarce,
And elusive has been chance.
Issues remain! fine.
The world, forever, short on time.
Bliss is not always a pursuit,
Savor it when you can- simply put.
The demons in your head,
Won’t be fought by others instead.
The night is the darkest, just before dawn,
When light strikes, choose to be reborn.
If Impossible seems the plan,
Do not get cranked.
Life has been simple- always,
Soak in the moment, with grace.
Gratitude for what is, what has been,
Will anchor hope for days unseen.
As
I exhale some smoke into the air,
My
tilted head faces the sky.
In
ages, it seems, I see stars,
The
earth, subconsciously, I leave behind.
This
oneness with the universe,
Rekindles
a sense of being alive,
On
the outside,
And
then, somewhere inside.
And
it brings back memories,
Of
a time,
Spent
with souls almost incorruptible,
And
of time, or lack thereof,
That
left us vulnerable, susceptible.
Breaking
all its defenses,
A
particularly strong ache,
Pierces
through my heart tonight.
And
you cloud my conscience, mate.
All
that we need to catch up on,
For
wrong timings, be kept aside,
Chances could all be exhausted,
But
by love, we still abide.
Always
be mindful,
Of
my blatant inability to lie.
And
so, love with all your heart,
Till
the impossible final goodbye.
Life is so vague, so
random.
We change by the night,
by the moment.
So what?
Is it not
characteristic of a sapien?
One must not stress
over such triviality,
Knees do go weak,
hearts do give in.
If everyone were as
consistent as him,
On this very earth,
heavens would have been.
The world’s job is
simple,
Do not compete with
him.
No matter how hard you
work,
Racing ahead will be a
distant dream.
People could weave
stories,
Make efforts to pretend
to be content.
Nothing works in this
part of the world,
His legacy will always last,
till the very end.
His embrace is where
liberation resides,
His touch rekindles
life.
Forget the rules by
which you abide,
You belong in his arms
tonight.
Too often, I have been inclined,
To set everything right.
Rectify wrongs, even if not mine,
But thanks to some prophecy divine,
I screw up the means and the time.
But is it not okay to fail?
With these people so frail.
Misplaced egos outweighing the scale.
For everything, ever ready to shift blame,
Always a sad story- so stale.
But we die a little with every goodbye,
And I like staying fully alive.
You needn’t apologize, 'cause never will I,
Just do not ask for an eye for an eye.
'Cause I do not know if you guys qualify,
But my love is absolute- forever-like.
Mightier than those gods above the sky.
You know that, right?
That settles the case for tonight.
