A story of my previous night....

It died last night

In the stormy weather

The easy death it was,

My hands shivered in haste

And my legs abated on side

body lied there all night long...

Nobody knew where I was

In a corner

Gasping for some air

Difficult to last from here...

Pain inside tickled me more

The last laugh I abhor

Everything seems so far

My inner self died

The night love left a scar...

A new beginning

A found journey

A proposed life

With all means I lost...

Set on a stage, again I start my act

The script I pray

Should last long

The editor of my life

Could ask more...

I will be the assassin this time

I wish to beg once again my life...

I sing along....

I sing along with

The brisk morning of the lilies

Blossoming from their flower,

The fluttering of the mango trees

Ripening with their fruit,

The humming of the mynas

Floating by my side,

and the ripple of the river

That flows beneath the hills....

I sing along to celebrate the moment

to forget my past

to excite my present

And to endure the future....

Lyrics forgotten, music in shreds

The voice echoes in parts

And yet I hear them in vain,

Weather changes with hope

I swear not to leave my song

Bewildered next morning

I long for a new tone....

I sing along

With the rising of sun

I sing along

With the night of the moon

I sing along

With the love I made

And I Sing along

With whom I never met....

The burn on my cheek...

The burn on my cheek

Shows like a scar

Pains my inner zeal

when hit with a laugh...

Touch it soft and it will shrug

Slap hard and it will flutter

deep into the cells it exist

doctor says it’s hard to believe

it bleeds when pulled to a stretch

melts when left to upheld...

The burn on my cheek

Is hard to conceal

Some people say ‘I am born ugly’

It penetrates deep into my soul

The woe of my parents and

an unachievable goal

a knot tied to a man of honour

locked me forever in a corner

my body was shrugged into pieces

looking for breath in a brutal world of species

the coming nights made it worse

dragged me into a monster’s hub

My eyes squatted to a corner

But the burn on my cheek

Still lived longer.... 

To be loved before we love........

Aroused by the great fear
i look behind the the black cloud
storm thunders in my ear
shrieks the nasty bird flowing by
tinkles the river flying towards the earth
the blue mountains smiles from the clouds above
am i still gazing at the mirror?


Smile catches the fancy of my horror
faith in humanity curbs
the rotten beliefs of almighty
still struggles to find
the true identity


everything appears to be alright
and we strive all our lives
for the fortune we bring to the dead
our body leaves for hell
and soul refuses to live ahead


how would it be
to find the last before the first
to achieve before we try
to win before we loose
to be right before we are wrong
to smile before we cry
to be loved before we love........

In the lap of nature....

Wants to fly,

to a different land…

where the world ends,

at the start of a land

water falls,

from the eye of a cloud

birds fly ,

on the stage of leaves

and I stand,

breathing the purity of my flesh….

Is it the rain

Which still pours beneath my fingertips?

Or my inner self being burnt in d sunlight

Is that the world looks more beautiful?

Or my eyes are being washed away with a few drops

my ears could hear the fluttering of leaves

a sweet humming wind or a storm of weeds…

this chaos is more beautiful

than our parallel running lives

it reminds me yet again

I am still alive!

Again it rains...

It rains as to cleanse my soul

The dirt on my heart is fleshed out

Clear all the grudges of my own

Relieving the memoirs of the past

It seems to dissect the losses of the lost

When I thought I am left alone

In a chamber filled of the ghostly eyes

It rains to soothe my inwardly sight

It gives me strength to stand on the mud

And slips when there is no one to clung

The droplets move inside my dress

Blossom the inward self I possess

I move towards the new path of life

Somebody holding me just too tight!

A wave of thunder rushed below my feet

I want this to behest me

 Forever I may need,

The rains make me understand

The purest being I was, when innocent

It shines on my eyes like the first dew

The new bride I am beginning to be

This monsoon I want to cry,

Cry to be able to laugh again……

It happens only once...

Once upon a time
something weird happened to me
my peers got worried
parents sent me for a check
the whole universe sparkled at my gaze
flowers blossomed at my touch
it rained throughout the day
n cool winds shrugged my hair
it happened just d other day
when i felt his warmth
when he kneeled at my behest
d want to conquer d world
not to let go of dis moment forver
and my gaze to only follow his's!


is it d world's only happiness
or lost self originating again
d beginning of a new life
where m possessed by his sight!