Conjured

One road leads a way, one to another, 

The longer you walk, some more you move further.

Life is a journey, it is unsustainable,

The more you dig it, the deeper you seep.

Pain is sad, I can't agree any less,

For happiness is free, just clear the cluttered mess.

Some lines are similar, some narrowly different,

People are these lines, some intense, some blurred.

Hope is delightful and music mesmerizing,

Has something happened to this world? Or did I hear just stories?

People are dreamers, some crucibles,

Who enchants your mind? is it the soul or the spirit?

Tell me your story, I'll hear your dreams,

For I know of all things, you just need an ear.

Life spits happiness, and pain as well,

Which one you wanna drown in, is up to you.

Love is tender, it hurts, it blurts,

Love is oozy, it is the oomph.

You are good, I do believe,

But changing one's thought, take no creed.

The discriminations are high, we call it judgmental,

Of course not, they are the courses we follow.

P.S. I don't even remember when I wrote it, just found it in one of my documents so posting it.

Seeketh, Thou Findeth Her

She's the music,

she is the pain.

I wanna hold her hand,

and jump in the rain.

I dream of her,

all night and day.

Her curly hair,

my heart's her prey.

She's a rhyme,

she's a song.

I'll keep her in my arms,

all night long.

They say love is a game,

and I wanna gamble.

It's in the shine of your eyes,

that I'm entangled.

Quite possibly,

a day will come.

When you'll be here,

and we'll clung.

The songs I've sung,

are meant for you.

Baby its you,

for I love you.

Her golden skin,

and innocence.

Make her seem even beautiful,

natural evanescence.

I always see her back,

but she never turns around.

In that blue raincoat,

she makes my heart sink down.

To keep looking at her,

is my only dream.

She's the only one,

she's my final dream.

A Loner's Thoughts

19/2/2010 Worli, Mumbai - 17:24 hours

The best thing about being a loner is that you have a world of opportunities surrounding you, freeing you of all obligations and bindings.

You are like a free bird, free it seems, that has the whole world under her feet.

Life seems crazy, when the people in your life have left you and you leave behind some of them while strolling around. There seems a strange darkness and an urge for the sun to rise.

(Though) It Won't !!

The sun won't rise until you stand up and confront time. Time is powerful and a strong headed mentor. It is, also a dehydrator. It dehydrates your life if not timed to perfection or atleast close to it. To make the sun rise up again in your closed dark world, you need to stand up and take a step.

Life is great when postured on canvas. The embossed acrylic feels great to touch but, only the artist knows the hard work he'd put in to make it feel like it.

18:01 Hours
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21/2/10 Vikhroli, Mumbai - 2:22 Hours

But of course, who cares about the hard work or the imagination or perhaps, even desires? No one! The selfish world turns up against you and makes you do things you'd never imagined yourself exercising. The myths of life are many and the truths, a few. People, who once have ascertained the truths of life, see the haze around them clearing up. Learning is not a slow process. It is eventually one of the secrets kept away from the minions. Something that plausibly makes it slow or just make it seem slow.

The key is that "there is no key."

(It does remind me of Kung-Fu Panda right now but that's not the shoe that fits the feet.)

You are free, limitless and unbound. Circumscribing oneself is merely closing room for anonymity and surprises because the limits are so tiny from what they can actually be.


2:44 Hours
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You're There

a.k.a I know you there

I close my eyes

And I hear your voice

I feel so good

I feel life

You're a dream to me

You're a lie

I wanna be with you

And look you in the eye

I see figures

Each in the crowd

Yes, all are true

But not one like you

I feel you

Though can't see

Its displeasure

Merely glee

Uncertainty

I hardly see

I know you're there

The world will see

Imagine

All the possibilities

When we will meet

Sharing disparities

Anomalies

Oh thats not WE

Its the love, love

Truly free

P.S. Special Thanks to Vidhi for her, as always, valuable suggestions.