Friday, December 14, 2018

Water

We are like flowing water. We keep taking different forms. For an onlooker we may be a river. Or an ocean. Or a waterfall or even a dirty pond.
Someone may want to believe that a roaring waterfall is a free spirited spectacle, but the water itself may be hurting as it crashes down the mountain onto the rock. Someone may turn ecstetic listening to the music of a stream, but the stream may be silently enduring the fatigue from its unending journey. One may not want to stamp over the roadside filthy water while the same water may be content and happy that it is left unperturbed. Ripples on a silent pond are so pleasing to ones eyes but the pond could be simply venting its displeasure at being disturbed by a stone.
Such is the nature of our existence! Our actions may not always be suggestive of our intentions. We may not always be what one thinks we are!

Monday, December 10, 2018

the chain

this feeling
that the night is sleeping
within my chest
this feeling
that I'am awake all the time
hovering over one decision
to another
heartbeats going up and down
its lullaby
is what the night has grown
to love.
and when it sleeps in peace
I am living one decision at a time.
for life is such a wreck
so many decisions to check
understand this chain-
decisions are the wheels
that moves our lives
and no true effort goes in vain
a decision to step back
or a decision to move forward
as much we lose we gain.
joy or strife
happiness or bereavement
no decision no movement
no life


the hard reward

do not whisk your memories
to some foreign lands.
keep them in your breath
alive.
shake away
the dust of time.
bear the ache of their scent
bear the jerking
you will need their fragrance
one day
when you are no longer hurting

Wednesday, December 5, 2018

The beauty construct

let mascara wear the dust
pretty face isn't a must
if your skin turns to rust
tell me baby is it just
that I no longer love you
should I no longer love you?

won't I look into your eyes
if you don't apply the kohl
won't I kiss you down your cheek
don't be bothered by your mole
would it matter anymore?
tell me baby how'd it score?

when the sun goes combust
and the night kills the moon
how's the gloss on your lips
what's the size of your hips
would it matter anymore?
tell me baby how'd it score?

for love is faith love is work
not fashion or a dream
when we go to the Arctic bay
and you forget your body cream
would I no longer love you?
should I no longer love you?

colour your heart in red
no lipstick instead
beauty isn't what you wear
it's what you are instead

Monday, December 3, 2018

Crossroads

streaming vedios on the phone
driving nobly but alone
we decided to not call it a name
changing weathers in our skin
holy crimes are never sin
we decided to not call it a name

because love isn't just a name
could never be a part of this game

flying demons in our head
killing life inside the dead
we decided to not call it a name
we had only shared a kiss
not something that we would miss
we decided to not call it a name

because love isn't just a name
there ain't any time left to blame

music's still alive
let's make amend
no misery no fame
it's just a bend
let's turn around
and everything's the same

what's right what's wrong
what's left what's gone
let's start again
let's wait let's see
when the storm is gone
will the flame remain

we'll know it soon enough
if love isn't just a name
we'll know it soon enough.

Sunday, December 2, 2018

Wish me Goodbye

didn't you sneak into my dreams
you've known its hiding all along
didn't you read the many signs
you've watched me all along
don't be surprised
and don't you lie
for I'll soon be gone
won't you come say goodbye?

you've been at my world's end
don't you think I've done enough harm
I've been meaning to be gone
if only I could let you leap outta my arm
so when I'll be gone
won't you come and see me by?
I swear I wouldn't cry
won't you come say goodbye?

and if you do
I'll write you a song
and if you do
I'll sing you a song
won't you come and see me by
won't you come say goodbye?

all your kisses in my piggy bank
you'd see how they rank
all your presents wrapped in my chest
you'd know which one's my best
only if you come and see me by
won't you come say goodbye?

when the bridges fall
you'll have my song in your heart
when the heavens roll
I'll still be there in your heart 
when I'm gone through the dust
let it settle if it must
I'll be back if you need me
even if the roads lay destroyed
but baby let me try
won't you come say goodbye?