Rabbit Burrow

A man of polystyrene,
a decorative accessory,
fated, snoozing alarm
is he but not me.

Smiling twisted scotch tape
with a suspended animated gape
a gut feeling dropped, drained
is he but not me.

And he can never grow out of my name,
my job, my wallet, my nod, my state.
What a shame! What a shame!

He darts agony at them,
sips quiet wasteful tears,
sounds as last note of a requiem,
waving ship, he steers, he steers.

And he laughs!
handshakes, jokes, tricks
Alas! he laughs.

He jerks in a fit,
breath of angst.
No humour. No wit.
Still he laughs.
Still they laugh.
Alas!!

lets scratch the walls
of my brains now
as he is asleep under the lullaby of world
shove the earth. damn! plough, plough.
I had buried myself down there few years back.
I have come back for myself now.

Scratch! Scratch! Scratch! Scratch!


The above piece is all about discovering the real self which we have left behind in pursuing something that we think we need to have. This is about the people who realize that they have become a "He" and lost an "I" buried down under a burrow.

Chance and Loss

Her eyes - ruby, diamond, emerald type.
Her words, honey drops purified.
I love the way she twitched lips,
she swirled her fingers over the coffe mug.
Dint you notice , din't you notice how beautiful she is?

Clock has stopped talking,
time has passed crawling beside me.
I am still here.
and she is here waiting.

If I was you
would not have let her gaze across the tinted glass
would not let her wait
brought the buildings down
sank the rivers
crossed the mountains top
to be with her
but I am not you.

Oh! You damn fool
Oh! damn fool
I am here and you are not
but she waits for you
Oh damn, you fool
She waits for you.

Come along now.

PAUSE

Why Time turn?
why can't he lie over his crooked back
with his face turned to other side,
clasping Change under his arms,
embracing her face to his breasts,
enticing her with his lullabies?

Why Time wake up
and let Change fly?
swashing away the composure of centuries.
and belittling every great try.

Why time has to be so adamant?
Can't for once he let her go?
break his promise to be with her?
Just wait, date a date.
marry a week, commit to some month?
be with them and not bail out again,
Not run away, again.
to be with her, to be with his Change?

Isn't he alone? Isn't he tired
for centuries now?
Running over the tombs of oblivion,
leaving footprints over history
and then overrunning those steps
in order to catch Change
to embrace her, to feel complete.

Why can't time just be late?
have patience, be static, wait,
tied to a single state?
Stranded on a moor,
with his great white beard
flowing in the breeze
and his dreary eyes fixed
over the blank blue horizon.

and for once,
let her pass,
let her go.
and be in peace.

Farewell

When the mist will shed its ivory shroud,
shadows will be seen out of their sound.

Misery will cease, Life will flow.
Sun will snuff, but day will still glow.

And the world will smile,
even if just for a while.

then you will be free, ready to fly.
After an ephemeral pause, life will roll by.

Her lament for love

If only he would have asked
with his heavy lid eyes,
looking up on my waiting glance,
asked me to come behind him,
tracing his footsteps on the wet sand
before they are erased by miffed sea of time.

If only, dear friend!
he would not have been scared by my silver anklets,
I would have taken them out and placed them by the drawer.
I would have thrown my shoes out of the window
and climbed his feet, embracing his breath.

If only he would have asked,
I would have lived by his touch,
flying happily along with his thoughts,
following him as heart follows love.

Why even ask, friend? even If only he would have
raised his eyes and looked into mine,
have shown a smile, or nodded his head.
If not called but only shown just enough trust
that I would be loved.
I would have scurried by his side.

I would have placed my golden bracelets by the drawer
and thrown away my diamond ring and satin clothes.
I would have handed over myself to his arms,
as pure as I could have, as true as I was.
Just so that he would let me climb his feet.
Just so that he would embrace my breath,
as I had embraced his.

If only, my friend
he had believed that my love was only his.
If only my friend, If only, I wish.

Ultrasound

So, you think you know it all
you can sieve right from wrong.

So, you think you can tell
where lies beauty and where is hell.

So, you think you are so smart
up your sleeves all wining cards.

so, I should let you decide,
which path I should ride.

and in your beamishing voice, you say
you will hide me secure, never let me astray.

explain me all the drifts of game
keep me away from the hurting flame.

but sorry, sorry I can't understand
your sweet music is just a blaring band

and sorry, I can't hear you aloud
Just stop talking in this ultrasound.

My mistakes, let them be my own mistakes
let me lose my share before something I take.

Let me bruise, skin my belief while alive.
let me wither, shouting at top of my voice.

Let me play with my own hand of cards.
let me lose, let me be distraught.

I just don't want to win, I want to be proud.
So stop babbling, stop talking in this ultrasound.

Sorry and likewise

You stood chewing your lips
I waited with silent poise
our glances were the thieves
stealing images of lowered eyes

You din't speak,
I couldn't think what to
Young; we talked so much
still got this hush in lieu

It wasn't fair! Not fair!
But sorrow has everyone's share

So, I bade farewell,
no tears fell
neither any promises exchanged

An apology was paid with my weary eyes
and your dolorous look soughed- "likewise".