SOLDIER

(Destined to be forgotten)

There he stands like a shield of peace;

Burying his worries deep within him.

Ignoring the bite of frost and wind;

Cuddling the metal like his own kid.

He will not close his eyelids for once;

Looking for wolves those upset the peace.

For he is called the warrior of might;

Might that grant his country, its sleep.

Listening beyond the whistling winds;

For the sound of a rival’s breathe.

Breath that may lead him to choke;

In his own blood gurgling the throat. 

Somewhere there across the line;

Another barrel holds a cold lead.

Lead that bore his name on it;

Thirsty for his blood and life.

Thoughts of dear ones embrace him;

Very next moment he flings them away.

Though the memories melt him down;

Never deviates from the line of duty.

The metal, dead cold numbs his palms;

But can’t spread the numbness to soul.

For he is the warrior of might;

Might that let him stand as a shield. 

DOVE COOS ….

(Dove: The symbol of peace)

Though your wings are smaller in span

The flapping hums will reverberate; 

Will rip apart the darkened roofs

Of armories across the world of death.  

Though your cooing is softer to heed

Will echo through the bedrock of sins;

Sins those built upon blood and tears,

Will crumple under thy voice of peace.

Let your hessonite eyes sparkle bright

Let it shine through the death alleys; 

Let it penetrate the evil eyes, of

Vultures dealing life and death.

Let your shadow spread trepidation

When it falls upon vultures of sin;

With thy soft, shiny white feathers

Sponge down the bleeding wounds of thee. 

Though your wings are smaller in span

They will grow and pull off the strength;

To wrap my globe with your wings

To console its pain with thy warmth.

O, the symbol of peace, dear bird

The Olive branch thy hold on the beak;

Inspire me to have faith and strength,

To dream the future of, my little one. 

TEARS AND SMILES

(The pendulum of life oscillates between them even after a Nuclear War)

I could feel the warmth of tears around

When the dust of annihilation subsides

I felt the stickiness of blood and sweat

I could hear the cries of pain and loss

When I met you down the lane, my child

My hands were numb to embrace you

I could not move my fingers to thee

To wipe your tears mixed with blood

There was this doll, though half burnt

I picked up and offered to console you

You cuddled it with your broken fingers

Then wiped the dirt from its face

The waves of feeling couldn't be held

From thee dirty but once cute face

You regained a light of care in your eyes

But behind that light I spot darkness

I saw the wave of fear in your eyes

For you saw the mushroom of sin

Sin which wiped your smiles forever

Sin which stole the breath of thy kin

One way, let’s be positive, child

The leftovers won’t be fighting on creed

The color of skin and faith thy believe

Won’t be shedding blood any more

Let me walk the long miles ahead

Holding thy little hand in mine

For we have to reach the horizon

To inhale the freshness of a new dawn.

LIFE IN A WAR

I see Life as a scramble.

Some pieces don’t fit in place.

Need to arrange them somehow;

To feel the completeness, it’s a try.

I know, it is incomplete, my life.

                                                           

Truth- seldom accepted by logic.

Again, life is beyond all logics.

Life is a war between logic and expectations.

My expectation and your expectation.

Your logic and my logic.

Sometimes, I try to plant them in your soul;

And then you plant yours on my wounds.

In between the truth always get crushed to bleed.

I am a pawn on my own chessboard,

Patterned in blacks and whites.

The black is my soul and the white, my face.

I am being played on my own board;

By invisible hands all around me.

Pity existence called "Life",

Where I don't co-exist with any;

But just accommodating so many.

I am trying to find happiness in a dew drop;

As it is the beginning.

Trying to smile on a bloom;

Yes, it is the present.

Looking for peace on a fallen petal;

Oh. Yes.. It’s the end.

XEROPHYTE

When you coerce me, my love;

To pen down tenderness of verve.

Walking the thirsty desert dunes;

How can I sing melodious tunes?    

Mirages emerging from the wild dunes;

To promise the hope of emptiness.

Oasis to quench the burning thirst;

Still remains ahead of trust.

Marooned in this bone-dry land;

Living a life of apostatize stand.

Dreaming the breeze of oasis ahead;

Beyond the reach of sense and deed.

Begging the sight of a jade meadow;

Spread around the hilly shadow.

Let an illusion descend upon me;

Even in form of mirage it be.

When you coerce me, my love;

Blood oozes from wounds of crave.

Tired within like an autumn leaf;

Never can sing the tuneful stuff.

TRAFFIC

"The speed of life is getting faster by every passing moment.

Breathing between the changing traffic lights...

But where are we hurrying towards?"

 

From the left and right

The wheels vroom away

Honking horns aloud

Tearing my decibel limits

When someone overtook me

I saw a look of triumph

In their eyes and wheels

Also on the hot Asphalt

The traffic doesn’t have soul

Even doesn’t have a mind

The traffic is selfish always

An ongoing fight with oneself

The rhythm of life is felt

Between the Green and Red

Shadows of death spreads

In the light of Amber

The down counting traffic LEDs

Steal the human of day dreams

The count reaches Zero

Starts the mad roar of race

Wail and Yelp of white

Ambulance with blue lights

Symbol of health or death

Uncertainty of life

I pulled aside on the kerb

For the wheels of siren to pass

Seen the distressed faces

For a while in my mind

The traffic sometime wears

A mask of humanity for dead

Also for those distressed

Swearing within for delays

Reaching the city limits

Merging along the swarm

Dancing on brake and clutch

Fingers on knob of gearstick

The traffic never slow downs

Neither halts for a second

No heed for adjacent wheels

Patience losses over speed

The engine chokes for breath

Wheels screech on hot black

Heat builds up in the cabin

Challenging climate controls

Leaving the bounds of lights

Lights of Green Amber and Red

Wheels find happy moments

When touches open country

The asphalt meeting horizon

Melting in heat and sweat  

I see the mirages ahead

Fata Morgana types

Shifting palettes of art

Refraction cheats the eyes

But it’s a joy for the mind

Weary of fatigue and solitude

The traffic is thinning here

Down to the country roads

Green meadows and rivulets

Soothing the eyes and mind

No one to overtake me

No one for me to pass

Why were they speeding this mad?

Whom they try winning over?

No look of triumph in eyes

No bounds of colored lights

The traffic is more humane now

On this road towards infinity. 

3WRGSJGHJAVT

LAMENT BY THE SEA

"Every eye has tears ... every heart has pain and love.. The eternal feelings!!

Tears can be called tears when it originates from heart...."

 

I was on the dusky seashore

On the silky sands lined with surf

Cold of dusk was felt on numb feet

Like the shock of an electric eel

Salinity was breath in the air

Salt got on to the corners of eyes

Where it burnt on the soft tissues

Started to mix with the wetness there

The burning began to haze my eyes  

Eyes where you dwell, when it began

You were always there in my eyes

But never knew of thee being there

You were always there in my eyes

Be it when I sleep or awake

Be it a light of day or dark night

Glancing me through those black wide eyes

With a smile half in pain and joy

Hiding the deep set sorrows in you

You smiled for me to end my demise

You smiled for me to wing my dreams

Yet I could not contain you there

For I was selfish and brutal in love

I never knew the true meaning of love

For I thought love to be chaining thyself

The soreness rise in the corner of eyes

Mixing of salt with the wetness there

Felt the tears on my cheek and then chin

I started to cry in a silent pain

Tears magically cures the pain

Tears wipe out the stains on mind

I never knew it until I cried

When I cried, I fathomed the truth

The whites of my eyes turned into red

The hazy vision now gaining correct

Can see the horizon in ocher finish

Can see the seagull high flying for nest

Now I am looking through thy eyes

Deep black eyes those shines through tears

The sparkly wide eyes that belong to thee

Forever there I feel pain and tears…

UNICORN

 

"Unicorn is an imaginary animal from European Folklore, also Biblical. It craves for purity and only a nude virgin can tame it. If the one is not a virgin, the unicorn will tear her apart."

O the ferocious beast, strong and fast

Come in my dreams with all thy passions

Descend thy chivalrous white upon me

I need the love that’s kept in thy mane 

O unicorn, the one longing purity and love

Waiting you like a virgin beneath the tree

You only tame to the pure and virginal

Let your alicorn feel my thumping heart

O unicorn, I know thy chaste and truth

I will be torn down once thee make out me

All I need is thy love upon myself and

For I am pretending to be a virgin

Let thy love descend upon me once

Then pierce me down on thy alicorn

For all I need you to quench my lust

Then I never want to breathe once more  

Though I am wearing the skins of pure

Deep down I am a mass of grey

Grey made out of lust and thirst  

Will spoil thy coat of milky white

O unicorn, quench my thirst and

Thrust thy alicorn deep in my heart

Tear me down and smear my gray on  

Thy pure and white fur with blood.

THE BOUNDS

"Mind.... the darkest part of everyone!"



Mind always explore out the bounds of body

Violates the rights and wrongs carved already

Cheats the reach of vision and senses of skin.

For it, there doesn't have the limits that akin

Oscillates between lust and lure.

Watching the lies embedded as pure.

The bounds shouts the mind, not to cross it

From corner of heart lets him cross it.

The bounds never crossed the bounds by self

And thus understands the pain of mind.

I never knew who draws the lines of life

Limits and infinities those are directly strife.

THE SOUL

The burning within..!

Seen my soul on a hot rail track...
running in infinite parallels.
there appear mirages, those hallucinates...
at the end, there is only emptiness..
emptiness that is shallow or deep.
there exists tears in depths..
there exists pain in the shallows..
there exists promises on both..
but are always unkempt.an empty bottle shatters on the steel,

an empty bottle that was earlier of sour spirit,
spirits downed to painful throats ..
to quench the thirst of agonies of birth.
thrown and shatters on the hot steel.
the sparkling shards, everywhere around..
and some pierces the soul with pain.
the blood stains the hot steel rails,
with a swish, that only my ears heard..

THE MASK

(Everyone has masks, to cover their faces!)

The mask which held my faces for years
Has finally fallen apart in tears.
Those wide eyes has torn it down, when
I never imagined it will be blown.
My mask is floating in the sewer where I stood
The sewer of hatred, pain and blood.

The wide eyes, those I never have seen
Haunts me down to the shore of whine
Where the loss of lust is taught upon me

The salt in my eyes washed down for glee
Where that voice calms down the tides
Bring out the face once the mask hides.

I never knew who it was in bodily calm
Quenched my dried up veins with balm
I never will see those eyes in real,
Even I see, will never know the feel.
Let the strangers pass one another,
But the lone stranger is none other than I.

THE VISION

"My inner self.."
 
When I looked in my wall mirror..
Saw my face with blurry strange eyes..
My own eyes were always bright..
Might be that I ate lot of green vegs.
The face, of course belong to me,
But the eyes are totally strange for it.
Not of me, when I am in high 'spirits',
Neither when I had a fag for soul...


Why the lights are out in my eyes?

Why they lost the charm they owned?
Why they missed the sparkling glee?
Why they are outlined with salt?

Might be someone snatched the light,
With the sparkling glee once they held.
Will I ever have that spark back,
With all charms once they worn.. 

The one who snatched the sparkle from me,
Will never know what that I miss.
Except that my eyes are strange,
I remain myself minus my charm.

THE STING

(Pain..beyond words)

The night settled all over me
The turbulence started reining me
Then my eyes reddened with sore
The light started fading with ache

The piercing pain spread down the spine
Through the column where life em place
Crawling like venom filled scorpion

Chilling the muscles down to my shin

 

The scorpion spreads its pincers wide
The sting steadied for inflicting twinge
The sweetness of pain, long waited for
Then will slowly spread through the blur

It stung me hard with passion and love
It chilled me like an icicle struck rude
The shrill aroused my frozen muscles
Then awakened the dormant vessels

A drop of tear trickled on the lips
And tasted the salt like nectar of gods
The breath which held my turbulent mind
That let the passions of life unwind.