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Saturday, May 15, 2010

Some of mine..........

Out-of-Trace

We all leave foot-prints in the sand,
I once said, with a pen in hand.
But now I feel that time flew by.
Can’t trace my steps, how hard I try.
No success stood out through the dark;
No joy, no quest, where I embarked.
And though I knew, t’was a state of mind;
That missing joy, I could not find.
Or was my life just so mundane?
Was all the joy forgotten by pain?
Or was it always my follied choice?
That made me mourn; never rejoice?
Then the light, upon me dawned.
Those weren’t my flaws, which made me mourn.
But were the changes, which came with falls.
As I had tried, to satisfy all.
Efforts, forever, were deemed futile.
At my face they frowned, never a smile.
So with every new day, I adorned a new face;
And now my past, seems out-of-trace.
Now my past, is out-of-trace.

To The Hands That Fed Me

V-1
She did all she could to hold the pain,
Her will strong, herself drained.
The joy, of having her own child;
Shadowing the heavy strain.
With one last push, I was in sight.
Not much an angel, not much a fright.
And as to my eyes, hit the light,
I saw the most beautiful sight.
There she lay, by my side,
To be my angel, my mom, my pride.
On her face was a smile, divine,
Filled with joy, wet-eyed.
She held me, as I broke to tears,
Tears of joy, less of fear,
For all I wanted, in that world not-clear,
Was found, in her arms there.

CH
To the hands that fed me,
I would like to say,
Just be for me, there, everyday.
As I walk through life,
Crawl through dust,
Do scold me if you must.
I know I’ve fallen a million times.
I say a million, for I’ve lost the count.
But, you’ve been for me,
To pick me up,
To show me, the good found.

V-2
She taught me how, to come to height,
When and where to put up a fight.
And though at times, I thought she’s wrong,
She was always right.
Every time I played the clown,
There was a smile, behind her frown.
And she said no word, to put me down,
Led me to all success, found.
She moulded me, the best she could,
I shed never a tear, for water or food.
She gave me heaven, wherever I stood.
Would give her my life, if I should.
For she made me, what I am this day.
My life, my world, is hers to claim,
For wherever, in life I’ve strayed,
I’ve found gold, cuz she prayed.

CH
To the hands that fed me,
I would like to say,
Just be for me, there, everyday.
As I walk through life,
Crawl through dust,
Do scold me if you must.
I know I’ve fallen a million times.
I say a million, for I’ve lost the count.
But, you’ve been for me,
To pick me up,
To show me, the good found.

Fake Smile

[V-1]

Take a look at the world today;
The good is weak, darkness preys.
Livings getting tougher, [ day by day ]
People in ruins, [ to God they pray ]
Salved for their lives, they got no say !!!
Take a look at the world today;
Take a look at the world to day.

With their heads held high,
They work day and night
Working all along, they got know rights.
Their darkness sad, they fight their plight.
With a smile on their face they seek the light.

[ but its a ]

CH- ( 2 )
Fake smile, on their face,
Fake smile, that picks up the pace,
Fake smiles, all around,
Fake smile, is all that surrounds.

[V-2]

Take a look at the world today;
The good is weak, and darkness plays.
People squirm their lives, trying to find a way,
To get to the top, but down they stay !!!
Take a look at the world today;
Take a look at the world today.

Living their lives, they pass through hell.
When they are prepared, luck doesnt gel.
[ but ] They dont yell, cuz they know too well,
[ that ] When the going gets tough, a smile does sell.
[ but its a ]

CH- ( 2 )
Fake smile, on their face,
Fake smile, that picks up the pace,
Fake smiles, all around,
Fake smile, is all that surrounds.
Fake smile, is all that surrounds.
Fake smile, is all that surrounds.

ThE PrODigAl sON

[V-1]
Born in the lows,
as the first stone of two.
Given the love, assumed,
all around knew.
To a couple so perfect,
As if'
sent from above..
Never seen them fight,
and it stays same till now.
They showed me the way,
I only gave pain.....
they never complained.
Still they were strong,
strong by my side;
as they gave me ma life,
left me out to decide.

[CH]
Ya, I've been a child,
I've been a prodigal son;
But Pa, I am back,
dont turn back and run.
I've been through the wild,
been a prodigal son;
but now, I'm back,
back to being your son.

[V-2]
I chose my way,
and I've made mistakes.
Adorned so many faces....
don know which ones are fake.
But now,
that is ma life,
I live to undo the truth.
clearing the future,
from this darkened youth.
From the, places I've been,
From the, foot-prints I've left.
For they,
dont seize to haunt,
might just, haunt me till death.
Ya, I chose my way,
now, I cant walk back.
The least I can do...
is, clear out my tracks.


[CH]
Ya, I've been a child,
I've been a prodigal son;
but Pa, I am back,
dont turn back and run.
I've been through the wild,
been a prodigal son;
but now I'm back,
back to being your son.

[V-3]
Some say, I've settled down,
dont see the unrest below.
The end of this tunnel,
I, might never know.
I'm getting used to the dark,
the silence, so clear....
surrounded by people,
but no one near.
I keep running through life,
so that,
past doesn't catch up.
When I pull ma pace down,
I'm spitting this stuff.
I want my life back,
like it used to be...
being guided through,
still, being free.
I want those hands back,
that showed me the way.
I want to be found,
I've gone astray.

[CH]
Ya, I've been a child,
I've been a prodigal son;
But Pa, I am back,
dont turn back and run.
I've been through the wild,
been a prodigal son;
but now, I'm back,
back to being your son.

THE END

ZeBrA CrOsSiNg

I walked out onto busy streets,
on a sunny day,
books in hand, off to school,
my mind far away.

I walked through crowded by lanes,
rubbing shoulders from time to time;
looking out for pretty faces,
or just an inviting sign.

I went on to cross the street
dejected and dismayed,
for till the sky turned red,
in school, I would have to stay.

Half way across the street,
my mind still far away;
I tripped on something, then a foot,
came crashing down on clay.

I took a few seconds to gather,
my brains back to my head;
And I heard a sweet voice saying,
"Thank God, I thought you'r dead".

I looked at her in amazement.
She stood to perfect height.
A pretty face, and golden locks;
for sure t'was love at sight.

She was saying,” may I help you".
Quick!, this is my line.
And though I racked my brains, a bit too hard,
I could just say,” I am fine".

I got to my feet, as she walked away,
no number, no address.
And was left alone, the way I was,
A school-boy in distress.

The shirt I wore was shredded.
Exaggerating, just a bit.
But whatever I say, whatever I do,
cant go school in this shit.

I walked myself to the city zoo,
my mind still at the street.
That pretty face...those golden locks,
I guess my hearts left at her feet.

I sat myself to ponder,
my mind further away.
I could take my time to walk it back.
To word, I had all day.

I put her age at sixteen.
But she looked older in her attire.
I had never seen such a prefect match.
She was what, I always desired.

But which school did she go to?
was she in the school next door?
It couldn't be; she was an angel.
That place was for whores.

"I guess I'll ask her in the evening".
I said to myself.
"But, will she be there, will she come again".
I guess I needed help.

And so the sun moved across the skies,
me busy in my dreams.
I saw the world, with my dream girl;
even had a dance routine.

I took my place back on the street,
with my heart to sell.
All thoughts gathered in my mind,
as I heard the bell.

The hoards of children came my way,
against me wave by wave.
And amongst the faces of a million strangers,
I seeked the one I craved.

The crowd with time trickled down,
I saw the last bunch walk by.
Still no sign of that pretty face,
the one, I would make mine.

A car pulled up on the other side,
with my dream girl inside.
And though, I was surprised a bit,
I thought,” great! she can drive".

She stepped out with out-stretched hands,
as my heart filled with delight.
For it wasn't me, not only me;
even she had love at sight.


I took my steps towards her,
I felt my heart-beat rise.
I saw, all my dreams come true.
Then I got pushed aside.

I pulled my feet back on to earth,
"something here seems wrong"
"what are those kids doing there?"
"Oh shit!! they call her mom!"

Behind me, happy faces,
that shattered my glass dreams,
I was left a dejected school-boy;
with just, four more lines to scream.

I wouldn't have been so crazy,
if only I did knew;
the girl I loved with all my heart,
was a mother of two.

My Big Fight

Dont know how it started,
my past now aint so clear.
For all I know,
I got punched.
Dont know why I'm here.

I see my best pals smirking,
they tell me, its alright.
But all I know,
is I got punched.
But was I in a fight.

I see myself, through hazy eyes.
The mirror paints me black and blue.
And I know,
I got punched.
In a fight for a girl I knew.

Now its clear, t'was a one-way thing,
all action came my way.
Got it left and right,
and centre too;
stop it, I had prayed.

And he did stop, when he did tire,
to gather his last punch.
So all I know,
is I got punched;
And I slept from dawn to lunch.

So here's a message, for us weaker lot.
This might sound absurd....
I learnt this,
the hard way around;
Actions are stronger than words.

Nevergone

For him were my thoughts,
for him were my dreams;
for he was the guy,
who, made life heaven seem.

He taught me to stand
to hear, love call.
And when it felt right..
dive in, and fall.

I loved him like crazy.
I loved him like hell.
He held my hand..
as I deeper fell.

He held me so tight,
I heard his heart beat.
Showed me our world;
didnt move my feet.

He gave me his heart;
for mine to keep.
It still, pledged to be mine;
as I, put it to sleep.

He took all the burns,
to keep me, just warm.
Held on to my fingers,
when I left his palm.

Now I, say I dont love him.
I say, I've moved on.
But in, my heart of hearts;
He's never gone.

For, for him are my thoughts,
for him are my dreams.
For drowsed in his love,
I'll always be.

Scar on my Heart

V1-

Was is cuz I, held you so close...
(when)you left me, you had no remorse.
Or, did you pretend all these years;
is it true,
love ends in tears.
Was it wrong to see,
the years to come, in your eyes...
Not knowing, one day you'll blink,
and I'll know your words, all were lies.

Ch-

Scar on my heart,
I wont let it dry.
Scar on my heart,
fresh till I die.
Scar on my heart,
scraping deeper inside.
Scar on my soul..........

V2-

Now, when you've walked so far....
is it wrong to feel you here?
And to know in love, I've lost;
is it a crime to shed a tear?
is it right...
to hold your thought,
deep in my heart's core?
To wish for open windows,
as I search for open doors?
For you once pledged for me your life;
that mine, you'll always be...
so now, that you have left me here,
have you, cut short eternity?

Ch-(repeat )

ShOes fOr thE RaiN

There was a girl with velvet feet.
She walked her life; at her own pace.
Though she touched many, by her grace;
her mind was ever a maze.

She made me her shoes for the rain,
I fell in love, with her feet.
For whenever it rained, we did meet;
and even the dirt felt sweet.

I skipped the puddles, I walked the clay;
as the dark clouds loomed overhead.
And then, when all signs of rain seemed dead;
I got pushed back under her bed.

I am her shoes for the rain.
Dont know, if I'll ever, on her feet stay.
But every second I have, I pray;
may it rain, some-day.

How I Wish I Could Stop Time...

How I wish I could stop time,
hold you here by my side forever.
No fear for tomorrow...
ready for all endeavours.

How I wish I could stop time,
here, gazing into your eyes.
Knowing that you love me...
knowing that you'r mine.

How I wish I could stop time,
still, I this eternal bliss.
In love with this one joy...
forsaking every joy there is.

How I wish I could stop time,
together, till the last breath.
Drowning in your love...
through life and death.

Like 18

V-1

Looking back on the years gone by,

The 100 rupee scheme, and the two joint highs.

The million times, we try to quit.

Then buying a fag, for the nest days shit.

Those sleepless nights, fake parent hunts.

Cracking jokes, on cinema stunts.

Clearing the yard, of cigarette butts.

When parents visit, and kick our butts.

CH

Will we all, be the same,

When the wheels of life, drive us insane,

Or will these, end up, as things we’ll miss.

as we dance on, life’s finger-tips.

Flipping stones, and moving rocks.

Living life, for shares and stocks.

Or could we still, let go, break free.

Set out to live, like we were eighteen.

V-2

Missing class, for first day first shows.

Debating on, one night whores.

The years spent, just playing cards.

Labeling some, as retards.

Drowning sorrows, in rivers of rum,

Waking up, roadside with bums.

Roses, these hands have held.

Wanking off, in hostel beds.

CH

Will we all, be the same,

When the wheels of life, drive us insane,

Or will these, end up, as things we’ll miss.

as we dance on, life’s finger-tips.

Flipping stones, and moving rocks.

Living life, for shares and stocks.

Or could we still, let go, break free.

Set out to live, like we were eighteen.

V-3

That first love, that first kiss.

That warm feeling, of heavenly bliss.

Falling in love, million times again.

A new girl, a new name.

Buying gifts, with borrowed cash.

Hiding cigarettes, stocking up the stash.

Though we all wished, these times could stay,

We knew, one day they’ll go away.

CH

Will we all, be the same,

When the wheels of life, drive us insane,

Or will these, end up, as things we’ll miss.

as we dance on, life’s finger-tips.

Flipping stones, and moving rocks.

Living life, for shares and stocks.

Or could we still, let go, break free.

Set out to live, like we were eighteen.

Lost

I went walking on a road called life,

With zic-zak turns, and flickering lights,

And every time, I saw someone new,

I followed them left, and followed them right.

I treaded streets, both high and low.

On broken bridges, between sand and snow.

And on every turn, I searched for a friend,

To run along, and my trust to bestow.

Though many such friends, I did find,

With trembling feet, through my wagering mind

And though I tried hard, to keep my ties.

They just stayed a while, they all ran by.

But did they touch me, in that short mile?

For I had new goals, a new life,

It took long, but I realized,

My so called, new routes, were just compromise.

For these strange routes, have left me lost,

In a sinking silence, in a chained remorse.

And I sit here with my pain, of experience.

On an unmanned island, with no bridges to cross.

I Can Make Her Fly

One day she fell onto his hands,

bruised by winds unkind.

No hope to fly, dull-eyed,

For off ground, luck she did not find.

He patched her wounds, stroked her wings.

Pulled her back to feet.

He gave her love, cared for her,

Whenever they did meet.

He held her close, to his heart,

When the winds seemed fierce.

And when her mind trotted, to her past.

He was there to catch her tears.

He opened a future, that seemed bright.

brought hope, to those eyes gone cold.

Instilled a will, a will to fly.

A new life unfold.

He took her to the roof, the tallest he could find,

Pledged his heart for her, as she left his hand.

The silent promise, that the winds have changed,

And all is in command.

She flew a while, as she fluttered her wings,

The breeze, gentle, as it touched her palms.

But the weather was soon to change,

Her heart restless, as she searched her calm.

She glanced again to the roof, as she fell to ground,

The boy looked on, as she lay in pain.

There came another, who picked her up,

And as he walked away he said, “I can make her fly again”.

Three Hours

Sixty people in a class alike,

All through school, now stuck in college life.

With three hours in hand, to fill the pages,

That draws the line between fools and sages.

Some write with vigor, some sit with rage.

Staring down, at their empty page.

Some are at rest, to calm their nerves.

Others better still, use all reserves.

And if you wonder, what role here is mine,

I’m just another boy, trying to kill some time.

Some rub their eyes, a few have them shut.

A few look confused, despite all effort.

Some nudge their friends, or are they now foes?

For all he whispers is, “let go!”

The sly have it planned, on papers neat and thin.

That pop up from nowhere, server their purpose, go back in.

But some just clean their nails, admire their hands,

While others stare into space, think of movies on demand.

And now if wonder, what role here is mine,

I’m just another boy, trying to kill some time.

Then there are a few, who simply write,

All that they mugged up, through the night.

Like machines, their heads low, their will strong.

All just to shine, to out perform.

And I wonder, is theirs, the right path to take?

To ‘learn’ a few pages, and later forsake?

Couldn’t one learn and understand what’s there?

So are these just three more hours, lost, unaware?

And if you still wonder, what role here is mine,

I’m just another boy, trying to kill some time.

For Innocence

One day I sat, to ponder on,

The mysteries of time to come, and gone.

The ups and downs, of my little life.

With my ever changing self, in my quest for light.

The roads on which, I’ve embarked,

Moments of pride, and the skills I’ve lacked.

The expectations of tomorrow, that never came,

With my ever changing self, in my quest for fame.

The mountains I’ve climbed, after deserts mundane.

A drag for pleasure, a shot for pain.

The number of times, I’ve sold myself.

My ever changing self, in my quest for wealth.

The flowers I’ve picked, from fields of thorns.

The days I’ve rejoiced, the nights I’ve mourned.

The hours spent, cursing the one above.

With my ever changing self, in my quest for love.

So when I look back, its all messed up.

Either, I’ve done wrong, or life’s been tough.

And from it all, dawns on conscience,

In my ever changing self, my quest for innocence.

When Chicken Flu

The night was calm, wind whistled past,

The curtains fluttered, the fan turned fast.

And there he lay, on his bed still,

Trying to sleep, against his will.

For he was one, who was weak at heart,

So much, that he was startled, by his own fart.

And over the pruning, and the moos from the barn.

He found it hard, to find sleep warm.

But in the barn, all hell was loose.

For the virus was spreading, through chicken poop.

No cock, no hen, was now left sound.

All were pecking, on all wood found.

Soon the barn, was just saw dust.

And when chicken are hungry, eat they must.

So towards the stable, they flocked away.

To fill their bellies with ham and hey.

This went on through the night.

None could kill their appetite.

And to make room for, the next bite of meat.

The chicken would just, poop up a heap.

As the sun rose, and he broke his slumber,

He searched, but couldn’t find, the bed that was under.

All around him, was left in ruble,

The barn, the stable, the house, he was troubled.

But he wondered, why was he still there?

When all around him, had disappeared.

And over heaps of poop and feathers, he did find.

That chicken, don’t eat their own kind.

Love of my Life

The love of my life, says she aint mine.

And its how it will stay, till the end of time.

But my lonely heart, and its careless beat,

For ever will wait for the turn of her feet.

Girl of my dreams, walking in and out,

Through the doors of my mind, doors of my thoughts,

And the reason it seems, I’m still calm,

Is, one day I know, she’ll walk to my arms.

Now, if destiny aint what I see,

Or lets say, mine aint same as her’s.

I’ll cut my palms that guide the times,

I’ll try to change those dreaded lines.

For to be yours, is all I want,

To convince you, my dear, I’ve tried, I cant.

Now, I pray all night, as this world sleeps,

If not today, may tomorrow, you mine be.

My Last Smile

This is my last smile for the dawn,

I wont trust the skies, for all its stars.

Though they seem close through the depths of the night.

As dawn breaks, they all go far.

This is my last smile for the clouds,

For their presence, is long gone.

They looked over me, for a while.

But, with winds of change, moved on.

I’ve smiled the last, from my heart.

For its beats, I, no longer hear.

It filled with pain, will morn all life.

All it does, is bring tears.

I Never Thought

I never thought, it would be so hard,

To look at you and say good bye.

To realize all, your eyes had shown,

Were just dreams, were all lies.

I never thought, it would be so hard,

To make thoughts of you, just disappear.

For every time I close my eyes,

I’ll feel the pain, I’ll shed a tear.

I never thought, it would be so hard,

To see that last smile of yours set,

And all the memories, of our past,

With this last blink forget.

I never thought, it would be so hard,

To part, and just, be gone.

To choke this stupid heart of mine.

And with that one last glance, move on.

Wonders of the World

The world today, sees sun and rain.

People see joy, people see pain.

And though many, just complain.

Some smile through pain, to just stay sane.

These smiles, don’t come from hearts.

Its just their minds, well it’s a start.

It keeps them strong, as the world turns dark.

Brings together, a world grown apart.

We search for wonders, in earthy things,

Never find time, to look within.

Into our hearts, into our kin.

For the world can change, by a smile so thin.

The wonders of the world, all confine,

In this expression, so divine.

A smile of yours, or even mine,

Can make the world, through its darkness, shine.

A Dream’s Earth

I am a dream’s earth,

I live for that dream,

I smile for that dream.

This dream is the only thing,

That can bring tear to my eyes.

People might say I’m crazy,

For pledging it all for a dream.

But yours I am,

A dream’s earth.

The way you look at me,

When I’m there in front of you.

Makes me realize my value,

My worth in this life;

I live with the comfort,

At least, one heart,

Beats for my heart-beat.

Makes me wanna let go of the rest;

And be yours, only yours…

Forever, a dream’s earth.

I scribble things down in my mind.

Things to tell you,

When I get a chance…

But when I see you, hear you;

I’m a new man,

Living my dream…

And all these things are lost,

For I’m lost in you,

In your love, a dream’s earth.

Side By Side

To have you here by my side,

To feel your presence near,

To have the world of my dreams,

Stretched over the hemisphere.

To know, that promise of forever,

Is growing stronger, day by day.

And though it might waver.

Never it will fade.

To know, the world we foresee,

Together, we will make.

And all the blows in our way,

Together we will take.

To know the warmth of your heart,

Will always keep me safe.

For, without that warmth, to sooth my soul,

I’ll lose bounds to my dismay.

To Be Yours

I’ve never known a greater joy,

Than to know, that my heart is thine.

And I know, as hard I try;

I cant put it, in these few lines.

To know that now, my every breath,

Will, be spelling out your name.

And no matter how, this world moves;

My heart will stay the same.

To know you’ll hold me, in your arms;

Like this, till the end of time.

And even if, my ashes turn dust;

You’ll still be, always mine.

To know though, how hard you try,

You’ll never, lose my love.

I’m in love, with falling deeper in love ,

I’ll never rise above.

4 comments:

  1. Hey buddy... great poems as usual...

    where is my favorite one
    "The lines are always bigger than the clouds..."

    keep posting!!!

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  2. SIL! (You know what it means.)

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  4. 'm a big fan of ur poems man...likd "zebra crossin" vry much....wud lik to see more on the page..!!

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