A lone ray
A lone ray from a tiny creak
Trying hard to fight the dark
All its resources at their peak
A pioneer in some alien park
It burns a path of radiant strand
Into the belly of the black room
Dust shining in every band
As they move hit by its broom
Another ray charging in to help
From another crevasse in the wall
To see a muffling of their yelp
In scaling that obstacle tall
With more warriors flooding in
Every nook with blazing beams
Cutting to pieces the darkness’s kin
As the place now magically gleams
The sun now can make a snort
At the shadow’s hasty retreat
From the garrison and the fort
Spurned by a lone ray’s beat
Sunday, February 11, 2007
Saturday, February 10, 2007
When did you
When did you last stop to look
At the leaves falling from above,
The gushing water in some brook,
Inviting you to some unknown alcove
Free from the routines and rush
Of a trifling struggle you indulge in.
And stopped your perpetual push
Into the path of the original sin
Seeking what seems the eternity
To the eyes that see nothing else
Other than making that serendipity
In every heart beat and pulse
Blockading all sights and visions
Of a nature which also exist
Beyond the walls of prisons
Made by your mind egoist
When did you last have a moment?
To spare listening to a bird’s chirping
In this world where every second is lent
By some deadline or projects’ timing.
When did you last hear the beating
Of your own heart with so much pain
At making for yet another meeting
In hope of getting that eluding gain
So stop, hear, look, sense and feel
Everything you took for granted
To be useless and waste like a peel
Of the fruit every one always wanted
When did you last stop to look
At the leaves falling from above,
The gushing water in some brook,
Inviting you to some unknown alcove
Free from the routines and rush
Of a trifling struggle you indulge in.
And stopped your perpetual push
Into the path of the original sin
Seeking what seems the eternity
To the eyes that see nothing else
Other than making that serendipity
In every heart beat and pulse
Blockading all sights and visions
Of a nature which also exist
Beyond the walls of prisons
Made by your mind egoist
When did you last have a moment?
To spare listening to a bird’s chirping
In this world where every second is lent
By some deadline or projects’ timing.
When did you last hear the beating
Of your own heart with so much pain
At making for yet another meeting
In hope of getting that eluding gain
So stop, hear, look, sense and feel
Everything you took for granted
To be useless and waste like a peel
Of the fruit every one always wanted
Monday, February 05, 2007
Let’s Dream
Let’s dream of a world sans fences
Where motion had no barriers
No diversions in path and no trenches
To keep at bay the various carriers
Of joy, love, care and human touch
Flowing from soul to soul freely
Not only when need arose as such
But as if by gravity pulling gaily
A world where happiness is contagious
Enough to spread by a single smile
To even a person highly tenacious
In being sorrowful mile after mile
A world where giving is valued
Above par with aimless accretion
Of the junk which gets glued
In search of that vanity accreditation
A world favouring generosity
Towards every deserving soul
Without calling it charity
For achieving some great goal
A world where expression is free
On all matters that affect the masses
Bringing in sorrow reducing the glee
Of the person over whom it passes
Let’s strive to create this world in here
Where we sleep, wake, loose, win, live, and die
And if it needs a conscience much more clear
Then at least dream of it until we begin to hie.
Sunday, February 04, 2007
No need of Words
Words are never needed
In a world where love is felt
And emotions are heeded
Like snow which could melt
Words are for the weak
Negating the power divine
Which needs no one to speak
Out feelings yours or mine
True love flows like water
Down the plains on its own
To the rightful quarter
Where it’s coming was known
For love creates its own maze
And makes its own puzzles
Woven through its blissful haze
Spreading down its glorious aisles
Testing all but the true spirited
With a pure heart and clear vision
Of the path since long lighted
By an inner strength in every season
If it need be spoken then
It would be forcing its way
Into some secluded den
Even if on Valentine’s Day
Words are never needed
In a world where love is felt
And emotions are heeded
Like snow which could melt
Words are for the weak
Negating the power divine
Which needs no one to speak
Out feelings yours or mine
True love flows like water
Down the plains on its own
To the rightful quarter
Where it’s coming was known
For love creates its own maze
And makes its own puzzles
Woven through its blissful haze
Spreading down its glorious aisles
Testing all but the true spirited
With a pure heart and clear vision
Of the path since long lighted
By an inner strength in every season
If it need be spoken then
It would be forcing its way
Into some secluded den
Even if on Valentine’s Day
Friday, February 02, 2007
Future Vision
The line of my future vision
Neither straight nor askew
Has no destination or mission
Other than being with you
You are to be my way
And also its very end
You will only hold sway
As I turn and bend
Around those obstacles
Placed along the road
Leading to the spectacles
In every phase and mode
But still I would turn
To see the greatest sight
That would lay by my side
Exquisite, fragrant and bright
You all along by my side
Holding hands and hearts
In silence, taking pride
In being one since the start.
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