Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Revenge Undone

Winds of Hurt and hatred blew
My heart and mind they burst
All of me wanting to hurt back
The one who broke my trust

Weapons Wild I made to whirl
With words picked and sharpened in woe
Dreams I had in angry glee
Planning Revenge for my hurt ego

Day and night, I nursed my wound
For the day we met again
To return the same back in kind
I hoped and prayed in vain

Then one day , I got my chance
He came in sight once more
Oft rehearsed words then failed my tongue
As a look of indifference he wore

The childhood days of love had gone
The hurt and hatred too
For he was now a different man
A stranger beneath the face I knew

Not looking at him as I went away
My feelings with out a vent
How could I hurt, who cared no more
Love and hate , my heart's torment

Your Silence

Why do I feel sad

For Some one's silence
When there was no fight
No harsh words sent
Why does it make me hurt
If there is no answer,
A milion Excuses I make
For the life's busy takes
Why do I still expect
that one day the silence will break
When each word I say,
is just another word lost

Why do try to start
a futile conversation again
When my heart's so full
With the silence you gave

Why do I want the reason
if not to clear myself
That knowingly or not
If reason for silence is me

Way of the World

Known faces , with expressions so strange
I wish I knew, why people just change,
Not long back , it was all smiles
A time when we thought no guiles
All play and games and friendship too
The tiny sweet stuff, together we grew,

We were children then , we had no sense
But in our tall tales , there was inncence
The small fights we had , forgotten so quick
To play the next game in the mud so thick

Growing up is ever so tough
Understanding why people think such stuff

Inferiority and superiority, jelousy and greed
Where did these come from in our necklace of beads

For petty things we fight and hide
Tiny issues , we can't take in our stride.

Walking beside in smiles , but with open daggers in hands
Watching for a misstep to stab from behind

Looking now at our children play,
Smiles and wonder and small fights gay

Understanding not , that soon one day,
They too would learn the world's harsh way..

Friday, August 17, 2007

More back grounds for Poetry

About laughing when you are writhing in pain.

Snakes and Ladders, the ups and downs in life .

Roses that bloom and die, beauty that pays its price and dies young.

Please click the pictures to read the poems.

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

Musings on Independence Day

Celebration of a new dawn,
Midnight sixty years ago,
An epic battle won,
Freedom, the way to go!

Sixty years From then ,
That moment in history
Indian men and Women,
Let us celebrate our glory

Let us celebrate the bountiful crops,
Our large reserves and full coffers
Forget the Farmer suicides
and the raging monsoon floods

Let us celebrate liberalisation
The new purchasing power
In oblivion be the stravation
workers and the Urban poor

The power of women,
Let our new first lady speak
As billions and milions
remain harassed and meek.

Let praise be bestowed,
On our higher education,
Ignore the cries refusing to be cowed
'Money' and 'Reservation'
Our nuclear deals
with US we display,
What do millions care
Who have not a meal a day

World class hospitals,
medical tourism ,lets flaunt
What about those fever deaths,
Oh thats just a jealous taunt.

But what ever , the problems,
India's united and one,
Why then are there discordant voices,
states, vying not to be outdone

Thus we write in diamond shine
Our progress stories great,
Hiding the things not so fine
In the shadow of these feats

The single largest democracy,
We pride ourselves to say.
Though Politics and Beurocracy
both have gone astray

But its our home still,
our country dear,
which inspite of all odds,
Ahead we must steer.

Saturday, August 11, 2007

Background pictures for Poetry

 A new craze has been to place my ever so silly writes into suitable backgrounds and editing the pictures to suit my writes wherever possible...Placing 2 of them here . Do cick on the pictures to read the poems..

Saturday, July 7, 2007

Into Wilderness

He looked ahead

Wilderness beckoned.
He looked behind,
Memories held back.

Elephants could remember
He always knew that
But the shackles were gone
Difficult to believe that

He had left his masters
He had escaped chains,
But a tiny regrets filled him,
As he thought of their remains.

He looked ahead at Wilderness,
His old childhood home.
He ran as fast as he could.
He was free to roam

Friday, July 6, 2007


Always wondered how it feels,

Saying bye when end is near.
Where do we go, to heaven or hell?
Leaving everything still so dear.

Do we know when end is near?
When soul departs the body here?
Is it judgment as scriptures say
Or born again on another day?

Its is a secret none could tell
What happens when end is near.
Those who know don't live to tell
They just don't remain here.

Friday, June 8, 2007


As I tread a hard and weary way
Through the universe empty and dark
I realize yet again
That only you can ignite that spark
That you were the light of my life
That, in my heart you made and indelible mark.

A night years ago
When I saw your face from far,
I gave you my heart
And cared not that you were a star.
Your shining serene face glowed
And in a twinkle I knew your answer.

Your presence made my face shine
Maybe it was the light of love dear!
I wanted to rush into your arms
And be yours once and forever.
I decked myself with a glittering viel
And shyly gushed in a bridal glow.

What did we lack?
Oh! What did we lack that
I had to go back?
Why couldn’t we stay together?
Why did it have to end?

Fate and time conspired
To keep us far apart.
And I knew the happy time,
The wonderful, blissful time
Alas, was not meant to be.

My happy shining face clouded
With tears and agony
But I knew it was of no avail
I had to continue my journey.
Somewhere along the way,
I threw my glittering veil away
For it was a remembrance
Of fortune’s cruel play.

And here I am an ill fated comet
Alone in the dark empty universe
Fated to leave my loved one
The bright, shining, immovable sun.

Monday, June 4, 2007

Pandora's Box

Every feeling locked up
Behind an impassive face,
A chest full of emotions
in an unopened case.

On my face was a mask
Of an unfeeling smile,
With none of love and glee
or even hate or guile

Running the rat race,
Sleep walking through life
Methodically I moved,
Not feeling a strife

Every feeling locked up,
Hurting those in my way
I went ahead in life,
My own hurt locked away

Then one day , my chest was full,
It could no longer stand ,
The huge weight of emotions,
They went out of hand

Like a pandora's box , they spread,
All my feelings once,
I closed it shut with all my might,
And shut the remaining ones.

With heart blackened with negative thoughts,
that flew out from my chest,I
dared to open once again,
That box of living death.

What came out then ,
I never knew,It had been there in me,
It was the ray of hope called love
That would help me be.

All my bad feelings locked up,
Like the pandora's box of yore,
The good was also buried ,
Somewhere beneath its core,

Now again,I was a complete man,
With feelings and refrain,
But Love would always see me through,
and give me hope in pain.

Wednesday, May 30, 2007

First Rains

The river of tears
has long gone dry,
The barren earth
has forgotten to cry

Time moves on
Seasons come and go,
Now , it stood still
not a breeze did blow.

There were no shades in life,
no hues no colours,
Just the brown leaves,
No new flowers.

The parched lips of the
Land lay dry
The hardness of stone,
That never does cry,

Like a solid rock,
The tree stood still,
As leaves left hold,
in a lack of will

The sorrows of its beloved,
how long can it stand,
Looking down from above
The sky outstreched its hand

Like a blue veil,
The darkness has spread,
The clouds engulfed,
The white sky bed.

The fogged clouds shall fill,
The dark blue sky,
The sorrows of the earth,
The first rains will cry

Sunday, May 27, 2007