--NERVES--

A stupid sense has caught me in.
My legs have frozen up with this din.

A horn just blast up and a vehicle passed;
I tremble backwards, I am not so fast.

The “Nerves” have caught me, froze me still,
The fear has revolted against the will.

The highway is dark; now only that I can see,
The headlights seem to cast silhouette over me.

And I know I have it in me to get over par,
But every try is resisted by invisible bars.

I know these bars are nothing but the “NERVES”,
Hidden inside the brain; under these muscular curves.

Just for a second if I can shove up my verves,
Burst with all intent and crush up these paralyzing nerves.
I will be on the other side of this highway.
Just a burst! Or for too long here I have to stay.

~Betrayal~

In the night, the sky was dark and grey.
The storm was approaching; was not far away.

And today, in this night, I was called on the bridge.
The winds were icy; I felt that I will freeze.

As I was moving on, a fright just seized me.
“What if she doesn’t turn up to meet me?”

Ah! How patiently had I waited for this night!
How my eyes had wept to get her sight!

And how impatient I am today?
Nothing can stop me; neither storm nor quake.

The moon looking like the face tried to play hide and seek.
The clouds favoring me showed what I wanted to see.

When I reached bridge, she was there.
Her face shone and her skin was fair.

I reached her and touched her;
The emotions choked the words.
All that could be heard was a murmur.

She smiled and felt shy,
No gestures I possessed for reply.

Then she came close,
I felt the air out from her nose.

And then I embraced her.
I saw a dark figure in the light of moon;
But closed my eyes; taking that hug as a boon.

Suddenly, I felt great pain.
I tried to take her away, but all was in vain.

Again she gave the kiss of death;
Again I agonizingly gasped for breath.

Then, I pushed her aside;
And saw the cunning smile that she couldn’t hide.
But by heavens! I was still alive.

I stood still and looking at her thought; for my whole life
I could have died at the slightest indication of her eyes.
Still she stole the thing which was hers, not mine.

Ah! Again much higher pain;
But from where was it gained?
I turned back and saw my friend;
And realized that is my end.

MOONSTRUCK

The days are so dull; nights are bright.
I can’t see; there is too much light.

Why it happened to me? Is that my luck?
Why I wake up all night? Am I moonstruck?

In the dark, solemnity surmounts;
Bawdy voices, freaking sounds
Blood stained cry; red star in the sky.
I am loosing hope with a pathetic smile.

Still bantering with ruins of my dreams
feels like music, these astringent screams.

Nakedly standing in the front of mirror;
I brazenly gaze the wounds on the figure.

Charlatan, am I?
To myself and the world outside.
Are my thoughts arcane?
Will they go in vain?

Chasm is wide;
These fears will never hide.

In front of mirror everybody will remain naked.
Even if the world praise; soul will castigate.
Forever! Forever!

~A Parting Song~

Make things beautiful even at worse of times;
Sing your songs even as you go out of rhymes.

Not everyday there will be rain;
Sometimes smile will be replaced by pain.

It doesn’t matter how many times you hug me;
But refrain yourself from saying the final goodbye.
You really have to live for each moment;
And in love, for nobody you have to die.

The tides of time can take us far;
I’m not good swimmer and can get drown.
But hey! You swim to the shore;
Because you have to find out jewels many more.

Life is beautiful; if this you have understood;
Then I have achieved what I thought I should.

Never cry for me, if I am not with you;
Hold me in your heart as grass holds dew.
No matter if I vaporize as the life’s heat increases with day;
I will always leave you fresh, happy and gay.

Promise me to smile always and feel the world’s beauty;
With my sight deep inside your eyes; it’s now your eternal duty.

HARD TIMES..

The ivory boat; you jumped in; I followed the trail.
You smiled at me then fluttered the sublime sail.
The sky was clear azure with soothing gale.

Then the ship wrecked in the voyage to paradise,
When was dropped this anchor of hard times?


The child in me cried with soundless wails,
Petrified, he sees the thrusting coffin nails.
Now even the demure light dies, it evaporates.

And they say pay the bills for these hard times.
Is it my crime? Is it my vice? That we live in these hard times?


The love that we believed in, how it failed me?
How it turned into a poisonous seed?
For it bears doleful weed with dead leaves.

And you say it will happen coz autumn is nigh; sigh!
“Aye, Song will be out of rhyme; dear! These are hard times.”


Can you kill my heart to abate this pain?
Drown me down in the sea of bane?
You could, but I can’t come undone from the burning rain.

I have burnt for long with my desires; now ember flies.
Everything is charred in the inferno of hard times.

PROLIFIC LOSER

Prolific loser, is that me,
How to define who is ‘me’?
To be churlish and to be sublime,
Want everything at a given time.

Loser because all I used to hold
Was stolen or I get it sold.
Selling them, the things that I found,
Was to be mine, it was fortune bound.

Prolific is the manner I loose,
So many choices, always worst I choose.

I wander on the sand of time,
In my fist I hold a dime.
This dime is painted blue,
Oh! Tell me is that you?

Prolific loser! I have lost everything.
‘Prolific loser’; this tag stings.

Oh! But if this dime, that I have saved
From this gloating world, miseries and pains.
Oh! If this dime is YOU,
I am a winner who had his due.