Sleepless Night

Sleep deprived,
Eyes are wide;
Where's my conscience gone?

Open wide,
mind and sight;
Charting waters known.

Thoughts,
Barbs,
Forgotten taunts.

Fear,
Angst,
Late come retorts.

Swirling mind,
Memories torn,
A long night now beckons.

A baby's thoughts

Imagine the thoughts,

Lurking behind,

A baby's babbling coos!

The days before

Words come by,

When she frets and boos.

"Don't you get?

My superb wit,

Bumbling forth with glee.

Just you wait,

Till I state,

Every word i mean.

For now I sate

My growing distaste

Running amok unseen."

Meditation

 If I were a ray of light,

Forego, I would, the speed of light;

Oh, wonder what ways to take

What a journey I could make.

Fly along the banks fertile,

Touching every leaf so mild,

Taking in the Viridian shores,

Waking up the flowers from snores.

Cruise above the waters blue, 

Pristine sands, Sparkling hues.

Light up every crashing wave,

Recede away when tempests heave.

And then I reach the heavens high;

Parting through the cloudy sky.

Every breath - so calm, so still.

Reining in the tumultuous will.

Mirage

A shimmering mirage,

Born of heat.

Tempting the heart

Of wishes incomplete.

The thirsty heart,

Parched and dry;

Rushes to the barrier,

Heartened and high.

Blooming hope -

An oasis come true.

Can one cope

While passing through?

Broken wishes;

Crushed out hope.

Never again to dare,

Forlorn and lost.

"How dare he call one of us a slumdog??"

"How dare he call one of us a slumdog??"

"Oh! But the story....where is it from???"
"Who cares, the matter is not his to judge!"

"Why but it swept the Oscars and Globes!"
"Bah! those are just capital plays!!"

"You mean to say the film is to blame?"
"Hmm...Ofcourse yes! It throws all the bad cues."

"But many of our people were at the world's stage!"
"Thats because they went and honoured that stage!"

"Isn't it a pleasure to have our men honoured?"
"Right but those sadists; laughing at our plight!"

"You think they really keep thinking about us??"
"Oh yes always yes. We are the real focus."

"What if one of us, had made this one up?"
"Might all these crowns, to Button, have gone!"

"So what really got us the fame and fortune?"
"Packaged poverty, beggars and more!"

"Isn't it all about love, hope and resolve??"
"The slums!! they keep showing those slums to the world!!"

"Isn't it a real picture, what truly is?"
"Why can't they show some good realities??"

"Reality? Now when did that start to matter?"
"Oh always we need to focus on real life!"

"Why then no uproar over K series?"
"What who.. Oh I... hmm.. don't have no time!"

"Don't you think the marketing's really what matters?"
"But see he shouldn't have called one of us a slumdog!!!!"

A Fork In The Road.

Turning back
On that distant road
All those times
Fetched far in time
Would I regret?
Or would I smile?
When time has flown
And my life is through....

The fork I’ll see,
The way I chose;
The lost way
Or gone astray?
Would I be glad?
Or would I cry?
I chose it right;
Or "Wish I had...”

Wishes and dreams
Pressing around...
But fulfill or give;
Mine or for mine;
Would I ever know?
Or is it right here?
When would I know?
Will it be too late?

Life and dreams
Are parting ways
Or blending in?
The view is hazed.
Amazing bloom
Or the barren doom
The moment I pass
This fork, will I see?

Here at that fork
I stand right now.
Flip a coin
Or blindly choose?
Would I be right?
Would I ever fret?
The help I seek
God, where shall I find..?

Mercy

For every soul so sweetly loved
Comes a moment that deeply hurts..
Hurt, we do, but never realise
Fathoms deep goes the trickling blood.
The rose knows not how it hurts
Of its bloom, yes, its proud..
Dont I make them happy she thinks
But alas the pricks she knows them not..
Is there a way to undo the wrongs?
Ask for mercy, forgive and forget..
But nails on a wall still leaves the lesions
Pardon one may but leaving the wounds.

El Misti

Through the blanket of warm air,
I hear a rumbling noise
I do hear it all the time
Day and night, over and over.

It must be my thoughts, my secret chimera;
It doesn’t matter, it'll pass, it shall.

What do they say of the law that teaches,
You can stretch on till that breaking point?
What-ever it is, true it is.
For after that point everything breaks.

The rumbling was true not some reverie,
I did know, but did I? Guess not.

The lava gushes out.
It burns; it disgusts.
But had it another way?
Never would it know.

Those were my thoughts, my fears forever,
Finding no vent through my futile pretence.

Lonely ways

The way seems blurred,

But everyone says, 'Aint i there'.

The world seems cruel,

But all at once people care more.

Love redefined,

Care hidden no more..

Hidden intentions,

Words sugarcoated.

Dreams are shattered,

And ways parted.

Fear creeps in,

But smile you must.

A gust of wind sweeps away the leaves..

And a moment's twist, the sweet memories.

But something tells me, worry no more.

This is not the end, you must go forth.