It takes a wave to make you realize
That you’re touched
Stung by the sand and salt that comes along
To tell you that this is reality!
Reality that stands to be the bravest
Bravery that stands to be the purest
Purity that stands testimony to Belief
And a belief- that carries us forward!
‘Keep moving forward’;is what someone quoted
A trio of words that clinched it for us
Clinched what? If you may ask;
A Victory, which lives on in our Hearts
To win or to lose is not the quest
To play with vigor is the true test
If you fail to play along sans fear
It shows that you gave it your best!!
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Friday, June 5, 2009
Meeting God....Meeting yourself!
God is within-I’ve heard it all
But why do we all realize this
Only after meeting a bitter fall;
Have we stopped looking for the force?
The force has been always beyond the sky!
It’s just the eye that fails to see
God meekly demands a simple HI!
And then, you’ll find yourself free
Free from all chains forever
You’ll be able to smile at your soul
And count all as one, together;
Isn’t that fine for a lifetime goal??
To be alone or together? - is the question
Are we on the right track?
Never mind all that they say;
To be happy always- is going to become your knack!!
If you ever get a chance to see the Gods
Let them know we love them
We’re all bliss-not weapons and rods
Alas! We’re a part of them!!
But why do we all realize this
Only after meeting a bitter fall;
Have we stopped looking for the force?
The force has been always beyond the sky!
It’s just the eye that fails to see
God meekly demands a simple HI!
And then, you’ll find yourself free
Free from all chains forever
You’ll be able to smile at your soul
And count all as one, together;
Isn’t that fine for a lifetime goal??
To be alone or together? - is the question
Are we on the right track?
Never mind all that they say;
To be happy always- is going to become your knack!!
If you ever get a chance to see the Gods
Let them know we love them
We’re all bliss-not weapons and rods
Alas! We’re a part of them!!
Friday, December 19, 2008
DIVINE INTERVENTION
For a new smile, my divine!
You make me cry a thousand tears….
For a light ray yet again,
Sun seems more away just as it nears……
For a smiling petal that I wish to pluck
You make me sprinkle many a drop of water;
For a peaceful day to go by
I run a mile-almost a quarter…..
I know no time like this
Where you just left me bereft
I know no rain like this
Where the splash had me swept
Oh Lord Divine! Is this a magic that you own??
Or it happens on its own?!
Just as I think I stand alone
You make hope grab me, and never let me feel alone!!
You make me cry a thousand tears….
For a light ray yet again,
Sun seems more away just as it nears……
For a smiling petal that I wish to pluck
You make me sprinkle many a drop of water;
For a peaceful day to go by
I run a mile-almost a quarter…..
I know no time like this
Where you just left me bereft
I know no rain like this
Where the splash had me swept
Oh Lord Divine! Is this a magic that you own??
Or it happens on its own?!
Just as I think I stand alone
You make hope grab me, and never let me feel alone!!
Thursday, August 14, 2008
An Independence Day Morning!!
For today’s bright morning that is laced with sunshine,
A special pride nests in the hearts of every one;
A pride that bears a different charm today,
Coz our independence turns sixty-one.
Freedom of the mind and the body
Is what our freedom fighters snatched from them!
And finally when it did meet our path
Why is it that our actions became slaves of condemn!!
Just as we walk away from the times of chains,
Wonder is just what I do;
Why does freedom of thoughts result many times in pain?
What is freedom of action actually leading us to…?
So, time to let the conscience reign
This morning is precious for times to come
Stand up and recognize the call of justice
Lets set an example for the corrupt lot of some!!
A special pride nests in the hearts of every one;
A pride that bears a different charm today,
Coz our independence turns sixty-one.
Freedom of the mind and the body
Is what our freedom fighters snatched from them!
And finally when it did meet our path
Why is it that our actions became slaves of condemn!!
Just as we walk away from the times of chains,
Wonder is just what I do;
Why does freedom of thoughts result many times in pain?
What is freedom of action actually leading us to…?
So, time to let the conscience reign
This morning is precious for times to come
Stand up and recognize the call of justice
Lets set an example for the corrupt lot of some!!
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Away by just a Call!!
Someone just rang the bell!
Oh! Time for me to get up and rush
As I rush out, it catches my eye
And just then! It just comes over me
Ahh! Only if I could help getting swayed
My old glory drapes me all over
Fever is this any??
Is what I stand and wonder
How could it not touch my inner senses?
One’s golden past always comes knocking again
A fool might beg to differ here
Only if he also knew the game is far from over
What I wish to script is happiness again!
For you, me and all!
Take me as still a sinister, your wish
But I say, I’m still away-only by a call!
Oh! Time for me to get up and rush
As I rush out, it catches my eye
And just then! It just comes over me
Ahh! Only if I could help getting swayed
My old glory drapes me all over
Fever is this any??
Is what I stand and wonder
How could it not touch my inner senses?
One’s golden past always comes knocking again
A fool might beg to differ here
Only if he also knew the game is far from over
What I wish to script is happiness again!
For you, me and all!
Take me as still a sinister, your wish
But I say, I’m still away-only by a call!
Friday, March 21, 2008
Nostalgia
I fail to understand what hits me today
As I miss the lost waves in the sea of time
I mesmerize myself with tales of the last season
And roll down the window once again.
As I see ahead, the past beckons me
Or rather, it pines for me!
I miss my golden friends and the careless whispers
For the fights and make ups that did my world
Speaking of world, those were the days
When my world had just one form of tension
When life worries was only about marks
And fun revolved around rustic swings
Today I swing between the present and the past
What could have been a greater gift than my childhood?
Days that I could trade for a million dollars
Really! I still pine for that lovely life
And when I sit up and smile at the fond memories
I know what brings a spring in my step
Something that forms a part of my lifelong cherishes
Yes! I know what hits me is Nostalgia!!
As I miss the lost waves in the sea of time
I mesmerize myself with tales of the last season
And roll down the window once again.
As I see ahead, the past beckons me
Or rather, it pines for me!
I miss my golden friends and the careless whispers
For the fights and make ups that did my world
Speaking of world, those were the days
When my world had just one form of tension
When life worries was only about marks
And fun revolved around rustic swings
Today I swing between the present and the past
What could have been a greater gift than my childhood?
Days that I could trade for a million dollars
Really! I still pine for that lovely life
And when I sit up and smile at the fond memories
I know what brings a spring in my step
Something that forms a part of my lifelong cherishes
Yes! I know what hits me is Nostalgia!!
Saturday, November 3, 2007
Is it asking for too much??
A hand that lifts itself in the air
To ask for another hand;
A look that perks itself on another pearly pair
To ask for a receptive glare;
Is it asking for too much??
Not that I wanted to walk the forbidden path
And eat the forbidden fruit!
Just that I wanted to taste the potion once
All in the hope of my one last pursuit!!
A pursuit of my inner wishes
Which somehow just refuses to surface?
As I stand before the mirror to make the time stop
Suddenly it seems that it has caught pace!
A pace that I’m unable to move along with,
A truth that stares me in the face,
Has the golden slush proven to be just a myth??
Is what I’m left wondering!
And finally even when I learn to live this wave of change
Do the two hearts still not want to unite one last time?
For all that has been unspoken between them since eternity,
Do they not want their thoughts to rhyme one last time?
Is it asking for too much??
To ask for another hand;
A look that perks itself on another pearly pair
To ask for a receptive glare;
Is it asking for too much??
Not that I wanted to walk the forbidden path
And eat the forbidden fruit!
Just that I wanted to taste the potion once
All in the hope of my one last pursuit!!
A pursuit of my inner wishes
Which somehow just refuses to surface?
As I stand before the mirror to make the time stop
Suddenly it seems that it has caught pace!
A pace that I’m unable to move along with,
A truth that stares me in the face,
Has the golden slush proven to be just a myth??
Is what I’m left wondering!
And finally even when I learn to live this wave of change
Do the two hearts still not want to unite one last time?
For all that has been unspoken between them since eternity,
Do they not want their thoughts to rhyme one last time?
Is it asking for too much??
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