The shadow

Inside of me is a picture of you,

at the moment, it is but a shadow...

calling out to me,

from the depths of beyond,

is that your voice,

or the sound of my sorrow?

the traces, the paths, the boulevards crossed,

the journeys from here to the yonder...

like a memory that fades,

or a hurt that abates,

is that your footstep,

or a trail for me to follow?

laughter's and tears, praises and sneers,

the melodies of hearts strung together....

like the music that thrills,

or the vengeance that kills,

is that your spell,

or the illusion of tomorrow?

it is, but a matter of time,

when the good omens chime,

then the shadow shall pass,

and the picture shall last,

of our love and our heartfelt desire...

seasons of the soul....

she felt the rage within her rise,
    from gentle sobs to screaming cries;
the tears, they burned her eyes, her soul,
    she waited for the pain to die;

and then it rained, it rained for her.....

the autumn hues coloured her eyes,
    with a sense of hope, for withered lives;
she longed for her loss to drift away,
    be buried in a chasm deep and wide;

and then it snowed, it snowed for her.....

the rush of time, a wearied prey,
    the battle of the everyday;
she wished that 'now' would seemingly halt,
    for new dreams to sow, of a better start;

and the night did fall, kissing her goodnight.....

as light dispels the darkened nights,
    and hope, it triumphs over plight;
a shimmering sunset, a sparkling dawn,
    her heart, it yearned for a new spring song;

and the sun did rise, and shine for her.....

ruins...

once upon a time, they say,
    i stood so tall, so fine, so strong,
and now withered with sands of time,
    i stand alone on a ruined ground

the beauty of my past remains,
    in glimpses of my memories,
in the stories told, some false, some true,
    i trace my journey ever anew

my walls though weak, my roof though leaks,
    my heart, of strength and spirit speaks,
my outward pomp and charm though lost,
    my inner soul still glory seeks

a crown of flowers adorned me once,
    engulfed me in their gentle spell,
now weeds surround me and more,
    trying to make up for the charm

my arms have cradled many a soul,
    who came to seek my shelter then,
now an endless wait is all i have,
    to be a refuge to a wandered soul

the world awaits a bright luminous day,
    after every dark and dreary night
and so i wait for my day of life,
    to be mixed to dust and born again.....

Suppositions

if you were to be a book,
     i would read you through and through,
you could be the start, the end,
     and i the chapters filling through

if you were to be a cloud,
     i would wait for you to pour,
you could be the summer shower,
     and drench me in your downpour

if you were to be a song,
     i would be your rhythmic tune,
you could be the words, the soul,
     and i the gentle melody

if you were to be the night,
     i would be the dawn, the dusk,
sunrise, sunset, with crimson hues,
     would find me blending into you

if you were to be the wind,
     i would be the blade of grass,
the world would see your gentle stride,
     as with every touch you would make me sway

if you were to be a picture,
     i would be the memory,
you could be the now, the then,
     and i the arch, the binding link

Musings

have you ever wondered,
      if life is zooming past,
you are standing at the anvils,
      and the pace is just too fast

have you looked at the mirror,
      every single day of your life,
now staring back at you is a stranger,
      and you wonder, who is that?

have you always waged a battle,
      you against your fate,
then tired of the struggle,
      gave in, not feeling great

have you ever prayed so hard,
      and bet your odds against it all,
and saw your prayers answered,
      and your ego have a mighty fall

have you clasped your dreams,
      so close to your heart,
that waking up seems so scary,
      for your dreams might fall apart

have you watched children frolic,
      and splash about in rain,
and wished you could go back in time,
      and be a child once again

have you wondered every now and then,
      about the mystery engulfing life,
and still went on living as always,
      too harried to spare a thought

life with all its questions,
      and life indeed with all the answers,
have you ever wondered, if life is still a question,
      and we, the answer to it all?

An unborn dream...

stories unthought, unheard, untold
lives forgotten, remembered, unlived

sea storm in the bosom of a single tear,
a stifle that makes the heart wrench with fear

i do not miss you so much, how can i?
says the mother of an unborn child,
i did not know you so much, now, did i?

a part of me, you were, now gone,
now i am just me, all alone,
inside of me now a hollow resides

my dreams of you, are no more now mine,
the twinkle in my eyes has lost its shine

the cradle rocks in emptiness,
my heart now bores its heaviness

it bleeds of love i couldn't give,
of warmth and glory of motherhood

if only i could turn back time,
if only i could hold your hand

with your little fingers holding on to me,
and your gaze forever finding me

the void which is so deep, so dark,
how do i fill it, how do i find you back?

P.S: I think of you

when the wind blows softly and brushes my cheek,
when words just fail me,
as i speak

when the morning sunlight fills my eye,
or darkness,
it falls and stars lit the sky

when there is fear of failure,
as i want to try,
and something deep within makes me want to cry

when fate, it plays its vicious games,
and, to hold on to,
there is nothing, but your name

when weirdness in actions,is all i seek,
no, being normal,
doesn't seem well to speak

when in a crowd i feel left alone,
when alone,
i feel i could long for no one

when i am immersed in a song,
and the words,
they catch me unawares

when my feet start tapping to the beats,
as i wish i could dance,
and swirl to the song

when the silences whisper in my ears,
and complain,
of the stifled voices near

when the overpowering chaos around me,
seems to be as tranquil,
as it ever could be

when out of nothing there seems to be everything,
all that is, all that was,
and all that ever could be

do i need a reason or rhyme,
to long for you,
to make you mine?

as i move on from day to day,
from moment to moment, from breath to breath,
all i can say is, i think of you.....

Now, Forever and Beyond...

A stretch of road, an iron gate,
What lies beyond, i contemplate

I look above and see the sky,
I close my eyes and seem to fly

The clouds afloat just drift along,
Without an aim. I wonder why!!

Far away i hear a song,
I catch the tune and hum along

The melody is soft and sweet,
And i cant stop my dancing feet

The rising sun fills me with bliss,
As the passing wind offers a kiss

Your charming silhouette, tall and strong,
I sense you watching me for long

But alas, the iron gate,
It seperates us and so our fate

And then my gaze it meets with thee,
And i know what is meant to be

No iron gate, no towering wall,
Shall ever keep our souls apart

My happiness now knows no bounds,
For the freedom that is newly found

The heavens smile upon us now,
now, forever and beyond...

Dreams.....

I saw a rainbow in my dream,
    on a cloudy day across the stream

I saw a blade of grass aglow,
    with the dewdrop sliding fresh n pure

I saw a blooming daisy flower,
    beneath the trembling crumbling tower

I saw the waters rise and fall,
    forming a pattern on the mountain wall

Far away on the mountain top,
    i saw you standing deep in thought

I called your name with all my heart,
    you wouldnt turn, no matter what

I dropped my gaze with a broken heart,
    you and i stood worlds apart

The stillness of the time, the place,
    is still with me in many ways

I long to wake up from this dream,
    to hold your hands and fly away........

Christmas wishlist !

The christmas bells toll far away,
Santa approaches on his sleigh,
I hope his gifts bring us great joy,
And happiness, one cannot weigh !!

A Christmas wish

Seasons come and seasons go,
Some just pass by, some make you grow,
I hope this season brings for us,
Eternal moments of bliss for sure!!!

Happy Holidays !

Brighter days and starry nights,
Crimson hues, silver delights,
Now "Angels" tread upon this earth,
To fill your path with love and light............

दौड़......

दुनिया की इस भीड़ में भी,
जाने कितनी तनहाई है
इन्सां तो नज़र आते हैँ पर,
लगते जैसे परछाई हैं

कोई आवाजें देता हे,
कोई कोमल मुस्काता हैँ
इस मन बहलाती कोशिश में,
जाने कितनी सच्चाई हैँ

हर कोई चलता जाता हैँ,
अपनी धुन, अपनी मस्ती में
जाने किस मंज़िल को पाना,
हर इक दिल की चाहत हैँ

YOU and I

Sometimes i feel i was so wrong,
In feeling that i did belong,
In these dark woods of blissful life..

I did believe in fairies then,
In flying horses and wishing wells,
and i thought they were ever as true,
As the sun shining in the sky so blue

Sometimes the sun shone truly bright,
And brought into my life, a ray of light,
Sometimes the darkest clouds dread near,
and made my heart go limp with fear

I thought of you in the wilderness,
You were that beat my heart would not miss,
Thinking of you made me want to live,
A best shot at life i did want to give..

In days that passed i have come to see,
that all that was just a fantasy,
You chose our path shud never meet,
your efforts at this though i tried to beat...

They say, you can never lose something which you never had at all,
But i guess i did lose you afterall....

मी.......

रंगात जीवनाच्या मिसळून वाहिले मी,
कळले मला न काही का धुंध जाहले मी

गंधात त्या फुलांच्या, स्पर्शात त्या कळ्यांच्या,
आकाश तारकांच्या संगतीत राहिले मी

ऐकून गूज गाणी, हळुवार हासले मी,
समजून शब्द सारे हरपून राहिले मी

स्मरुनी कधी तुला मी, रचिली नवी कहाणी,
विसरून भान सारे, जणू स्वप्न पाहिले मी

हस्ता कधीच रुसले, रुस्ता कधीच हसले,
ऊन पावसाचा खेळ पाहिला मी

डोळे भरून येता, मिटले हळूच डोळे,
भानावर येता कळले, आसवानी चिम्ब गेले भिजून मी.......

Oblivion

as morning comes and the day begins,
i feel a certain emptiness
the moments pass, the hours unfold,
my heart, it feels a heaviness

the voices all around me fade,
drown me in my solitude,
the faces stare me in my eyes,
my gaze, it wanders past them too

my brain, it thinks, my hand, it works,
my feet, they walk, my eyes, they see,
oblivious to everything,
the chores get done, the day is gone

the night, it seeps in like a thief,
engulfs me in its deepest voids,
i hold its hands and like a child,
i close my eyes and fall away.....

Music...

music fills my heart with love,
     as i hear my favourite song
the words take me to a different world,
     to a place where i belong

one moment i am flying high,
     like a bird, i soar the sky
next moment i just drift along,
     afloat the ocean's rythmic stride

the gentle wind brushes my cheek,
     a drop of tear then fills my eye
i watch the world through the hazy mist,
     hum to the tune of a melodious bliss

with gentle swaying steps so light,
     i tread the path in solitude
my soul now drenched with peace and calm,
     is brimming full of gratitude

the closing words, the parting tune,
     bring me back from my reverie
my heart profuse with melody,
     sings the words then back to me !

If.....

what is it that makes me laugh,
     what is it that makes me cry
what is it that makes me live,
     through the days and nights alike?

if today was my only day,
     what would i really care to do?
go on living as yesterday or
     would i squander it all on you?

would i stop to smell the flowers,
     would i stop to feel the rain?
or would i dread the time thats passing
     and fear this will be never again?

if i were to speak my mind,
     what is it that i would say?
would i speak of this and that,
     or would i pour my heart away?

if i knew what makes me happy,
     fills my heart with laughter and play,
would i care to sing and frolic,
     and do just as my heart would say?

if i knew there was an angel,
     watching over me all the way,
would i care to share my fears,
     the ones that bring me down to tears?

if there really were no such questions,
     how different would my life be then?
if i really knew the answers,
     would i live differently then?

this again is just a question,
     that flutters through my wandrous mind,
never mind the questions or the answers,
     could i just start afresh again?

A White Rose

by: John Boyle O'Reilly (1844-1890)

The red rose whispers of passion,
And the white rose breathes of love;
Oh, the red rose is a falcon,
And the white rose is a dove.

But I send you a cream-white rose bud
With a flush on its petal tips;
For the love that is purest and sweetest
Has a kiss of desire on the lips.

Little treats...

a drop of water stirs the pond,
as a thought would stir the mind

a ray of sunlight dispels gloom,
as hope in a weary heart should bloom

a drop of dew glitters in light,
as a diamond sparkling bright

a whiff of fragrance lifts the soul,
as a joyous moment in life should unfold

a drop of oil kindles the flame,
as a faded memory brings back a name

a careless whisper lightens the air,
as a drift of sea breeze through one's hair

a drop of tear fills the eye,
as the moon and stars fill up the sky

little meanings in all these deeds,
for us to savour life's little treats!