The Last Journey Home

In a midnight dream with a pale moon overhead
I make in the air for her a white linen bed
Where her beauty can lie unspoiled and green
Like years ago when I loved her innocent teen!
Her face pales, my eyes dim in the moonlight
My longing can’t hold back the withering night
The owls cry, the graveyard white hints her end
She’s gone and there’s no beauty to defend!

When it’s over, the last journey to be away
The cold empty hearth leaves nothing to say
We come back to us to ponder and rest
The fire has gone out, there’s no need for haste!

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Waste

Something in me always tells me
While you are looking down
The clouds tired of waiting
Fly away with all that’s precious
While you are typing away
Reams upon reams of wastes
The sun tired of waiting
Goes down in the west
Not a day not a month
You know not
It’s been so for so many years
That they are decaying in wait
All the time expecting you to look up
Agonizingly and in vain
…………………………..

you never looked up
you never had time
till came the day end
when like the tired wings of a butterfly

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Heartbreak

Now that I have a heartbreak
Loving you could be a mistake
But then I couldn't help it
It was so quick, my heartbeat!
From the moment I saw your face
The chaos started, it was all mess
But then I could hear the sound
Of the throb and the heart's pound!
The world stopped its eternal spins
I felt immortal, a lover by all means
Everything else turned meaningless
I didn't need them, it was all your space!
As with heavenly times, it was transient
Nights burned out, days quickly spent
I loved you and suffered a heartbreak
I don't know, if it was all a mistake.

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Bared and Alone

In a translucent twilight zone
I find myself all alone
In the mirror only my face
Loneliness I lovingly embrace!
Madly I listen to the silence
The only thing that makes sense
Thoughts uninhibited and random
Pour out, here they find freedom!
In the world outside what’s uncouth
Is unshackled here, like hidden truth
There’s no prose, it’s all wild verse
The mask is irrelevant, there’s no farce!
My unbridled self at the twilight zone
Loves to come out, bared and alone
Bored of the rules framed by the sane
It finds itself free from the bondage of pain!

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A Bloodless War

We are living in war times
You can't see the blood though
The air is thick with it.
We are right, we are better
We stand for all that is good
We are in no mood to listen
Tolerance is the last thing in our mind.
People say there's so little war
There's so little bloodshed.
The war now is of terrifying silence
More ominous, more destroying
Cutting through love, endurance
Eliminating relationship, humanity-
Perpetrating a bloodless coup
Where blood is not seen, agonies aren't heard!

We are amidst war each against the other,
Silent, bloodless but more macabre!

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A Walk In The Jungle

A walk in the jungle where penetrates no ray,
Falling and rising, losing and finding way,
The thorns are sharp, bushes darkly dense,
Amid sky touching trees, fear of unknown reigns!
Prowling shadows dart, hungry wolves bay,
The air reeks of blood, predators pounce on prey,
The dying in agony moans, killer howls in joy,
The dead finds no regret, no mourners' convoy!
No hand is without blood, no heart free of pain,
Not one flying white dove without curse's stain,
A walk in the jungle, enacting monstrous play,
Falling and rising, losing and finding way!

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End of Bondage

From the mother's breast
It landed in prison
It was a different nest
For it without reason!
It had not grown wing
Sky was a distant dream
They wanted it to sing
They and their strange whim!
Controlled by alien hands
It sought the mother's warmth
Surrendering to odd demands
Hiding sorrow in a forced mirth!
There was no way it could sing
Joy was barred by walls and ceiling
It had only a fragment of sky,
Grieving heart, mournful sigh!
Then one day opened the cage
It was free from all bondage
‘Is it faking death? ' said someone
Never knowing its freedom was won!

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Buying Peace

Because we do not say what we ought to say
It's slipping out of our hands, life is going astray
Afraid to speak our mind, the truth bitter and harsh
We have found peace that compromises with the curse.
Because we do not act the way we ought to act
We have got a peace that keeps devils intact
Afraid to raise our voice against the evil's might
We bargain for a peace that perpetuates our plight.
Because we do not dare the way we ought to dare
Light is snuffed out, we live in nightmare
Afraid to battle out the monsters that loom
We settle for a peace that leads us to doom.

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Prisoner Of The Dark

There is always a call, from outside a call
Yet I stay rooted in a dark theater hall
There is an outside where the sky gets paint
The birds busily tweet for my ears to be lent
The sunrays stretch their hands for me to come along
The winds want me listen to a long forgotten song
I want to run out there, to see and smell it full
As the rain comes from heaven for the parched earth to be cool
Once I soak in them, feel them inside me
The moon coming out of clouds sets my spirit free
The call is loud and clear, it is all over me
In a dark theater hall, I only dream to be free!

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The Hidden I

I hide my eyes behind dark glass
Paint weird colors on my hair
Day and night with a painter’s brush
I try if I can catch a stare!
I want to be noticed, I want to be seen
I want to rise high
I want to be admired, I’m so keen
To be a star among stars of the sky!
All those layers of colored grease
Give me a space to hide
The hidden ‘I’ say, ‘Love me please,
Take me for a trail blazing ride’!
I want to be noticed, I want to be heard
But who the hell is that ‘I’?
I’m still on the lookout and I’ve grave doubt
If ever I shall know it, if ever afore I die!

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