what is it
the deep ach
deep inside
like the cry of a very small baby
far far away
drowned in the noise around
as the heart skips a beat
it fades away
but leaves something familiar
an emotion
I can't identify
I can't deny
Sunday, August 15, 2010
Sunday, August 8, 2010
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!
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!
Friday, August 6, 2010
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?
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?
Thursday, August 5, 2010
being with you......
being with you.......
is like being encaptured to a different world
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...........
is like being encaptured to a different world
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 mischievousas you look through me
into my hidden world
i am speechless but not mute
beyond a million words
I have conveyed
and you heard...........
Monday, August 2, 2010
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.....
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.....
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
My non reality
you are not real....
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
Sunday, January 10, 2010
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!
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