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CAVE OF TIME
The Skeletons in my closet
The Skeletons in my closet
When I explored the history
somewhere in the cave of time.
Though not too long ago, it was
for a story in its prime.
Treadin’ along the stony walls
Through the darkness I strife.
Hand-in-hand with the memories of you,
Our past I bring to life.
With the twinkling of light ahead
I let my senses get rewind.
Reach far end at the root of cave
Our friendship we left behind.
Picked the threads with utmost care
To form our friendship band
A second chance was all I wanted,
Before I left you and this land.
Cave exploded in the warmth we shared
And brought brightness our way.
I let the shadows of past escape
When again we are friends today.
Though, its time to say goodbye
And finally, we do part.
Oh, dear! its loving memories of you
I’ll carry, so close to my heart.
The Skeletons in my closet
The Skeletons in my closet
The Skeletons in my closet
I preach the undeniable, as I pray not to be denied
I scout the forbidden terrain, while I hope, not being spied.
There’re apprehensions in every mind, for the unspoken
We vehemently bat for the truth, wishing we’re never lied.
Honesty is honesty, even with an act of omission.
Psychological violence ain’t violence, if the hand isn’t risen
We live in an age of relative truth, we bend ‘n’ fold ‘n’ obscure
And keep our closets tightly shut for the fear of tumbling skeletons.
LIMITLESS SKY
The Skeletons in my closet
LIMITLESS SKY
Free the mind of afflictions
of mediocrity
The already accomplished mundane routines
The shackles that hold you back in archives
The Success by practicing the repetitive
Grow the wings for the flight, a limitless sky awaits.
Literacy is just means for learning
An education, a process for acquiring knowledge.
Knowledge is to acknowledge what’s accomplished & what’s left undone.
And that’s where the journey of exploration begins.
Don’t stagnate at the bottom of the pyramid of Cerebral equity.
Grow the wings for the flight, a limitless sky awaits.
SELF-DEFENCE
Lonely; In A Busy Street
LIMITLESS SKY
Expand the horizons of your thought process
The perspective of your detectors might make some sense.
Let the velocity of circumstances take you along, when stuck
It might give the momentum to your life now ’n’ hence.
Colliding with precedents; not so rational as always
When your chips are down, better sit by the fence.
Listen & pay attention, what’s there on offer
An offence-less you at times is your best defence.
Lonely; In A Busy Street
Lonely; In A Busy Street
Lonely; In A Busy Street
“Walking down the alley,
after a day’s busy work,
stress lines creased my forehead
the stomach growled at the neglect,
I shushed the monster
Promising a sumptuous meal
Mind still muddled with unfinished business
I headed home, in long strides
After; everyone had left.
That’s the price of hard work
We load ourselves with every passing day.
Alone; in a peopled office.
Turned the key to my doorway
So gently, not to disturb the family, I so love
I remind myself, it was for their greater good
I strive and survive each toiling day
I hear the soft snores, oh so satisfying
And smile; at least someone was contented
As I laboured day and night.
I check out the kitchen
And turn on the microwave, like always.
But turning it off midway, a routine now
The hunger taking over the wait for a warmer meal.
Tomorrow, will treat you better, tell my starved stomach
I gulp down the morsels,
Alone; in the house, my loved ones lived.
I head quietly to the shower
Soothing the fray nerves
I resign to the warm gush of water,
taking over the hurt and pain.
Tomorrow, I promise to myself
I’ll do better at work and get home sooner
And just as I were to hit the bed
The phone rings loudly, a ritual for years now.
The better half cringes in sleep
And I get the message loud and clear
So I get out of the room, to appease
The bloody team, working in another time-zone
Sapped and drained, a few hours left for another day
I drop down almost dead where I sat
Alone; at the end of the day.
I wake up to a bright and sunny day
Covered in a warm blanket,
I remember I’d forgotten to take.
I hear the rumblings of my children
Being cajoled to have their meal
Their mother rushing up and down
All ready; for their day at school
She picked up her car keys,
Instructing; my breakfast and tiffin was ready
I get up lazily and kiss them all, goodbye
A ritual; now on for years.
So that, they remember, I’m the father
They see every morning before they leave.
I start my day, making me a cup of tea
Alone; I see the hustle-bustle as I stand in the balcony.
The rigmarole starts, just the same
The back trip the office, where the boss awaits.
Is it ever enough, the work we do night and day
Trouble-shooting for others, we leave ourselves nowhere.
Are you indispensable, I want to question myself
But the paycheck at the end of each month
Keeps my mouth shut.
A faceless person, that’s all we are to the system
No one will miss you; once you are gone.
But we go on, thinking about everything, but us
Because, that’s how life goes, along.
It’s just the bills, we live, to pay for,
No one knows, who’s getting and enjoying the proceeds.
We go on and on and on
Lonely; in a busy street.
UNACCEPTABLE
Lonely; In A Busy Street
Lonely; In A Busy Street
A cold glass of water
on a hot summer day,
An elixir for a parched throat,
one might say.
But, as the temperatures plummet;
a crazy winter
The same cold glass of water
turns untouchable.
The high mountain peaks,
the lofty sky
The rush of youth, and limitless,
we fly
There comes a time,
when age does catch,
Realization, the adventure certainly feels unreachable.
Those our own, the relationships
we share,
Some we love, others
we genuinely care,
But it ain’t always honkey-dory when things go south
Should we give up when one’s unapproachable?
It only teaches, situations;
oh so volatile
And changes;
seasonal, diurnal or circumstantial
So long, we retain
the rational of thoughts
Adapt, recuse or pursue,
the choices we make,
Must neither be
implausible nor unacceptable?
Whims Of MAN
A Relationship gone by
A Relationship gone by
The oblique magnificence of nature
transected by the whims of man.
A wishful effort to tame the wilderness,
so long as nature plays along!
The gushing waters of the dam,
the carved out serpentine roads
applaud the human efforts
while still preserving the brilliance of the highlands.
But would the human greed
For more and more prevail
To burrow the womb of earth
To extract all we could.
Plundering the resources
A baton of inheritance,
an heirloom for future generations
We leave our race bankrupt of empathy
And, of the life-support
Like there’s no tomorrow.
A few pebbles of blood-diamond
Some oxy-bars; chopped for currency stacks
Ecstatic at our riches; we buy ventilators
To get that extra lease of life; a few gushes of air.
And that’s when we remember,
if those trees weren’t chopped;
to feed our currency hunger
And that earth wasn’t mined
To constrict our throats with strings of diamond
We might be alive; without the ventilators;
a human innovation for air
that nature had provided in abundance
for generations to survive.
A Relationship gone by
A Relationship gone by
A Relationship gone by
The harsh reality of a relationship gone sour,
It takes you down, when you try too hard
The greener pasture from this side
of the fence
But a thorny, graveled patch; if you ever cross the yard.
The aura seems to elude, surprisingly, when, sit across
The heartaches, so painfully precious, would lose the gravitas
The unfulfilled dream, today, would never wish, came true
A shadow of the distant past; the vestiges, burnt and charred.
It’s the euphoria, must cherish, the Me-time-indulgence
A near-orgasmic pleasure of thoughts, a sinful diffidence
A gratifying tribute to the dead and gone, pay obeisance
The mantra; try not to forget, indulge, revel and just discard.
Poetry: my 1st tryst with writing / my poems/ Author Afterlife
TIME
MARBLES OF MEMORY
REMEMBERING
Time is the Tide
That comes only once
So make every moment useful
Time is the Incentive
That God gives you
To enjoy all that’s beautiful
Time is the Money
If we value it
One can use it as one needs
Time is the Earnings
Of a lifelong struggle
A reward of all your deeds.
REMEMBERING
MARBLES OF MEMORY
REMEMBERING
Remembering is heart’s own way
Of rewinding, the threads of memories
And shaking them free of the dust
The Dust of Time
Remembering is heart’s own wish
To bring the shadows of past alive
Before they disappear in the mist
The Mist of Time
Remembering is heart’s own gesture
To look back to the shores once combed
Before they’re washed off with the tides
The Tides of Time
Remembering is heart’s own pleasure
To feel the warmth again
Before, engulfed in the clouds
The Clouds of Time
Remembering is the heart’s own tragedy
Be reminded of the pain of loss
Before the time heals the wounds
The Wounds of Time
MARBLES OF MEMORY
MARBLES OF MEMORY
MARBLES OF MEMORY
Driving down the memory lane
Rewinding the hands of time
In the era we merged together
Dwell on the beauty of my past
I pull out a handful of marbles
Of each ‘n’ every loving thought
Run to the places, I admire
Cling to the people, I adore
In the relationships, I cherish
Among the friends, forever to last
Then I become aware of each marble
Telling a story of its own
Bathing in the pool of affection
Each friend of mine ‘s shown
I bring back the life in shadows
Our fading emotions still cast
With strife, I venture back to reality
To the uncertainty, I ran from
With shaking hands, I put back all
The marbles & tighten the strings
Of my memory bag
To see me through another journey
Down the memory lane
I hold it close to my Lonely Heart.
FOREVER
TRUE LOVE
MARBLES OF MEMORY
Doesn’t it feel like yesterday?
When we were herded together
Converging from all extremes
Joining under one shelter
And I asked myself
‘Do I want this, Forever?’
Nurturing a strange feeling
Of a sudden alienation
Though glued to the crowd
Still fostering the separation
And I asked myself
‘Would it be this, Forever?’
Inhibitions slipped away
We began to know each other
Amidst the tiffs & fun times
Just happened to grow closer
And I asked myself
‘Would I like this, Forever?’
People we met as strangers
Got them for our friend
A smile, a pat, a hug, when need
With a shoulder to lend
And I asked myself
‘Do I deserve this, Forever?’
Today when we stand together
In happiness & gay
Just to realize, it’s time
For us to be pulled away
And I ask myself
‘Would I miss this, Forever?’
At the threshold of leaving
One another with a pain
We part with a wish in heart
Somewhere we meet again
Today I know for myself
‘I’ll remember this, Forever?’
Tomorrow it will be over
Life might just seem in shamble
But the moments we spent together
Are Eternal & Indelible
And, I pledge to myself
‘I’ll cherish this – Forever!’
for poetry love, an ode to the famous poetry writer poems author
TRUE LOVE
TRUE LOVE
TRUE LOVE
So fresh as new dawn
Perfuming from heaven above
So deep as ocean Pacific
The feelings of True Love
As pleasant as a cool eve
Seems rare as a chance
Colorful like a rainbow
Beloved single glance
So thrilling as a streaming river
Increasing the heart beat
Exciting as some winning
When, for first time thee meet
Aimless as a horse run
Alone in a busy mart
As gloomy as a cloudy night
Life, when he’s far apart
Endless as a circle
Charming as the blooming flowers
A ray of hope in darkness
The joys, of waiting hours.
BREAKFREE
TRUE LOVE
TRUE LOVE
From a world close ‘n’ compact
Set afoot to gauge the rest
To the landscapes undiscovered
To the depths, those are unsaid.
Nurturing a burning desire
Searching for the new horizons
A foothold, before astray being
A prey to the festering demons
Tending to the wounds of heart
Walking on tight string
Just as I was to give up
Heard an inner voice screaming
The right ‘n’ wrong ‘s all there
Open your eyes & see
Taking backseat won’t help
You gotta stand tall & break free.
It’s the two-way play for life
If dignity, you rate a must
An era of blatant realities
And blunt truth, now rust.
Good’s good no more
Your mettle, you gotta prove
Fair or evil come what may
Your status’s what they approve.
So life’s no fun in the sun
Gotta bear the burns ‘n’ heat
‘coz once you set out leading
Behind you the world repeats.
Though, it’s lonely at the top
But if, still nurture the desire
Hold on to morals once valued
Rekindle the extinguishing fire
It’s about time you shot back
For miseries of the primitive hour
Change is what system needs now
So, do it when you have the power.
Before millions go through the ordeals
Your dying principles had to face
To redeem your deprived conscious
And that’s how you’ll finally BREAKFREE.
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SILENCE
LOST BREATH
SILENCE
Sometimes in the noisy masses
So lonely does she feel
Eyes, looking for friendly glimpses
For someone, the lips appeal.
A world of fun ‘n’ laughter
Still makes her feel aloof
Abscessed & shattered individuality
Gives damaging thoughts a roof.
Killing the self in distress
But does pretend to live
Caresses, for the glooms of heart
Sunshine, for the world to give.
Frolics done tale of past
Relations ’ve lost the relevance
Away from the norms of life
Digging a grave of silence
WOMAN
LOST BREATH
SILENCE
A woman is like a cigarette
Lighted, smoked & left.
To burn in soot to ashes
Or crushed miserably to cleft.
Individuals die once
She dies dawn to eve
Commends the manly power
But in turn is put to grieve.
Her heart is full of love
Not everyone can brace
More often, looked ‘n’ embraced for
Her physical charm & grace.
For ages, she’s been treated
As a thing merely of sex
Her soul ‘n’ spirit ‘n’ psyche
Overpowered by the Rex.
She’s a woman, she’s a man
From the woman, for the woman
But it’s still tough for her
To understand this inhumane.
Author Afterlife
LOST BREATH
LOST BREATH
LOST BREATH
Saw a guy wandering
In the lane of a pretty gal
Approaching for her friendship
Took her to above of all.
Innocent beauty flushed
‘n’ drew a facial frown
The blue of eyes twinkled
Floated the hair brown.
After some no’s & not’s
Agreed the poor fellow
Driving the youth on thorns
Still dreaming of the willow.
In the sun ‘n’ in the cloud
Enjoyed the warmth of heart
A day in sheer insanity
Her passions, to him she lost.
Love’s there no more
Sights have sweepingly changed
She’s now seen in agony
And he’s got estranged.
In grief ‘n’ out of distress
Led to the way of death
Stunned, saw him in another lane
The poor Lost her Breath.
MYSELF
THE LADIES
LOST BREATH
Whenever I sit idle
& Begin to think of past
I wonder why those days
Of carelessness couldn’t last.
How the joys of my life
Changed their coursing way
Imparting me new endeavors
New dreams & a different day.
Carefree laughter ceased
Coy smiles took the place
Ignorant expressions faded
Shyness, had it replace.
Youth, someway came closer
As a stranger, could barely realize
How the feelings of young heart
Someone somehow defies.
Today when I compare
The days of past ‘n’ my present
Except MYSELF is nothing
That can be put adjacent.
I FEEL
THE LADIES
THE LADIES
Whenever I’m on the move
Or sitting leisure in a groove
I feel someone love me so much
Will the time ever approve?
Ever looking for a chance
To give my dreams a little glance
I feel my passions fading
Waiting for a gentle romance.
Inhaling the air in wreaths
When the day ‘n’ night meets
I feel thee very close to me
A course of mingling breathes.
Trailing twigs hinder my pace
Or wind blows hair on my face
I feel thy touch so soft on me
Thy eyes on the hidden grace.
Oh! What I look for what I want
Some thoughts ever do me enchant
I feel, I think, I wish what so
The Destiny, ever would grant?
THE LADIES
THE LADIES
THE LADIES
They made an association
To look out for distress women
For the ladies not aware
Of self imposed inhumane.
They dressed well & came out
Of homes with a potent plea
Belonging to the upper crust
THE LADIES were thee.
They held their first meeting
In a five star restaurant
Enjoyed the luxury meals
Amidst lights ‘n’ flower scent
Then came out simply laughing
Begged one for a bun ‘n’ tea
They sneered at the poor
A LADY was she.
Arranged for talks on the topic
On a lonely riverside
Had the best of time swimming
Meeting none could preside
One came close clad in rags
Had water, thirsty was thee
They all shouted in anger
A LADY was she.
Went once they on a drive
To a peaceful jungle park
In fun, went all the time
On the subject, no remark
Collided one in despair
For one that couldn’t see
They all jostled the poor
A LADY was she.
With a great pump ‘n’ show
For the work they got reward
Praises fell showering on them
The society did applaud
Stunned, when listened the distressed
Wanted, go in & see
At the gate, knocked out by keeper
A LADY was she.