Monday Morning

Night was so sleepy
but the spirits flew high
Buds in their place..
Cavemen cleaned out the cave

Night was so sleepy
but the dreams were brave.
The war was over...
free were the two lovers.

Morning dawned.
And the closet was clean.
The princess returns
Inside the head it churns

Traitor she calls me
No i am not.. your majesty.
I was true to the bone..
A blink .. and there were none.

Walking around ..
And it was nice..
The cellphone was ringing.
It is a monday morning.

The fallen

I was scared of losing....
my soul.
And He came....
Made a deal...promised
He wouldnt lie
He wont...
And i sold my soul to Him...
He took my soul...
Into the land of the unforgiven
Into the promised land of all who fell..
There ... where he would keep my soul..
Safe and untainted....
Untouched...
Pure.

Hypnotized

The eyes
They want to say something..
or its the unsaid...just nothing..
Are you new to the city??
Or just bored.
Feeling lonely in the crowd
Scared beneath the skin
Can't dream out loud..
You don't like rock and roll
Or do you ?
Very much!
Oh Starry eyes ... i got you !
Do you miss it much?
Or its just nothing..
Just my own fancy....
The magic dawns over me
And i am hypnotised...

The Shells and the boat

So you say,
And everything so fine as I walk away
Low and lonely
And happy
On a boat with a place for two,
As you showed me,
How they can buy you diamonds
And laughed!
I was picking up shells…for you
Those Red and the shiny and the blue ones
Too small...oh!
Threw them back into the sea...they were no diamonds!
And when you told me....
That they had the Ships and the palace
I wanted to make a boat
Sail with you to a far off land
But the boat seemed too small
You laughed…
And I let it go.
I didn’t turn back to see if you were there
You weren't !
And i walked back
Low and lonely
And happy
Hoping
You’d keep the boat…my heart…and the shells

Shadow

Comes and goes,

It’s a shape-shifter.

What did you think,

You can’t have wings?

As you see it…

Teasing you as it goes around.

The wing that it got and now is gone

As you blink, you look strong

You walk along wondering,

Wondering what its got to do?

It never leaves,its cold...

Is a friend or a foe?

It walks with you, as long as you be …

Your reflection that you cant see.

This Night

Coming home back from work is always joyful. I was feeling restless in my room. Sometimes the shadows of your sorrows, and a happy past just catches you off-guard. It was little late than midnight. Couldn’t sleep… needed a smoke. It was cold and drizzling outside but it was just superb. I didn’t know if I could get a cig nearby. But I surely would have tried.

I left home … never did I saw the roads so empty…pieces of papers flying…the cops trying to beat the cold and the rain. The sleeping city looked like a child.

I went to the regular spot near AXA….. saw the shop closed. I saw people making a little bonfire…It was cold.

I reached empire…. a sure place where you can find cigs. The place was almost empty.. unusual for that place. I lighted a cigarette…and the smoke of my mind cleared. I sipped the tea in my own private space…I had all my time. I preferred to sit outside…I wanted to enjoy the raindrops falling on my head. For a moment I thought about everything and the same moment …. forgot about everything. And so did the beautiful pair who just wanted to preserve that moment….you can tell by their eyes and yet not see the invisible dance they did… and I guess so did that lady in that auto…who I didn’t get that night’s business….but I am sure…she was happy…I was ….they were…this night.

The Trip

the glorious trip had come to an end....i was on my way back to the polluted grounds.
Coincidently we call it Banagalore...nevermind. I felt the sadness of leaving behind somethings...somethings that would miss for some days.
I felt a part of me that refused to come with me... i don't know if it was the heart or the soul.
Sleep was nowhere in the vicinity so trying to fit in the uncomfortable seat of the bus....I started thinking how the trip started.

It was 6'o'clock and almost dark when the ironman who gave us the tickets woke me up and said "jog falls....get down". I opened my eyes...."highway to hell " ringing in my head! The way they were driving the bus ....

Anyways i crawled out of the seat and got down. I felt like a different person. All the colors i could think of was green......all i could hear was that sound of serenity..... unexplainable.In an attempt to find out the source of that subtle sound... I turned and there it was...the white waters of the magnificent jog falls. I was under that spell. The best i could do was to sit on the stone bench looking towards the fall...listening to that music...pure, pious and clean.

After the breakfast we decided to take a closer look at the waterfall. As i walked, i could feel the dew all over my face... i guess mother nature was pampering me. Through the valley , the water was falling....Oh! that was a dream. The mischievous clouds were deliberately playing that game...they wouldn't let me see and why?.... they keep the mystique creatures that live there safely hidden from the human eyes, they are too beautiful to be seen by the human eyes..