Blank!

a blank page
lots of ink
and i know not what to do
flush it away
flash it out loud
or just write through
the block is gone
but the block's still there
my mind is like a zoo
did I just wake up
or went into a dream
it may make no sense
but its true
reality is a belief
concieved in the mind
"I", " me", "mine"
 not you
so let me just be
to just be me
or I am neither me
nor you!

the dilemma

shall i hold on
or let go
the moments so long ago
that bring the notion of loss
if i let go
i wont know
what i had
that is now gone
if i let go
i forego the right
to be part of a  moment
that i treasure
if i let go
i loose the hope
the memory rides on
if i let go
i let go of the nagging pain
in favour of the shroud
of numbness
indifferent to the highs and lows
floating over the timeless ocean
would that be bliss?

being with you......

being with you.......
is like being encaptured to a different world

a world without boundaries

without rules

without care

as you sit across me

smiling that mischievous smile

a flutter rises in my heart

and reaches the throat

no words will come out

but there is the echo in my head

feelings jumping for expression

they must be reflecting through my eyes

because your smile is now tender

not mischievous
as you look through me
into my hidden world
i am speechless but not mute
beyond a million words
I have conveyed
and you heard...........

Lost again.......

lost again for so long
still  it all seems the same
inside me and outside
sorrow, joy, pain

rain that doesn't fall
sky that wont turn blue
roads that never end
lies that won't come true

its a narrow dark tunnel
I have been walking for too long
a ray of light, a whiff of wind
carries me along

dreary, old and humid
 it goes on and on
walk ahead or settle down
laugh out loud or groan

even if I fall asleep
I wake up everyday
hoping that the pain will end
or the soul will find its way

trapped in the practicalities
not knowing who to reach
life is a lonely journey
so who am I to preach

I struggle to get up and run
there is light I can see
even if it flickered away
I still have to believe.....

My non reality

you are not real....

I whisper to myself

you are the fantasy

concieved by me

born of my dreams

far away

from the winds of the real world

that makes them

cold

stone

real

you are the warmth

that fills my heart

in times of strife

the light

at the end of the dark tunnel

how can you be real

donot be

cold

stone

real

Moments

Cant sleep......... someone is playing a song. I cant hear the words clearly but I like the music. Somehow a serenity is enveloping my being. Its ok, if I cant sleep....I do not want to. At his point of time .... its like the time is standing still. There is a pleasant emptiness in the head and I do not want to decipher it.....just let it be the way it is...vague....timeless.....calm.

Is this the end or the beginning of something?

Well, it is Saturday night!

if it wasn't for............

if it wasn't for the rain

I would have been satisfied
with the scorching heat
that burnt my back

if it wasn't for spring
i would have been indifferent
to the long dreary winter
that froze the heart

if it wasn't for flowers
I would have cherished
the thorns in my garden
that bled my fingers

if it wasn't for love
I would have been content
with the emptiness in my soul
that echoed no questions

if it wasn't for you
I would have been humble
in the lonliness of my soul
or my soulless self

if it wasnt for life
the death would have held
no promise of salvation
the hope for a new life