Saturday, May 19, 2007

It's one of those rare days when I am so happy. The person closest to me is running around with flying colours. So here I say....'Lets elope'!

Sunday, May 13, 2007

For Boo

Some say love, it is a river
that drowns the tender reed
Some say love, it is a razer
that leaves your soul to blead

Some say love, it is a hunger
an endless aching need
I say love, it is a flower
and you it's only seed

It's the heart afraid of breaking
that never learns to dance
It's the dream afraid of waking
that never takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
who cannot seem to give
and the soul afraid of dying
that never learns to live

When the night has been too lonely
and the road has been too long
and you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winter
far beneath the bitter snows
lies the seed that with the sun's love
in the spring, becomes the rose

Thursday, May 10, 2007

All that you touch
All that you see
All that you taste
All you feel.
All that you love
All that you hate
All you distrust
All you save.
All that you give
All that you deal
All that you buy,
beg, borrow or steal.
All you create
All you destroy
All that you do
All that you say.
All that you eat
And everyone you meet
All that you slight
And everyone you fight.
All that is now
All that is gone
All that's to come
and everything under the sun is in tune
but the sun is eclipsed by the moon.

"There is no dark side of the moon really. Matter of fact it's all dark."

Friday, May 4, 2007

Broken belches of sorry feelings
crimson memories, offhand guesses
I would hate to lose you
I thought I was there with you
Perhaps I'm the only one to be blamed
but one day you'll turn back and see...
...Life is a lost note of Miles
pumping through the gaslit alleys
where the dawn leaves dim memories of a dark night
sordid, turbulent, pale, orgiastic
where methodical faces move to and fro
we are another two lost souls
swimmin' in the middle of nowhere
If I knew the way I'd take you home.
No time to comprehend. The taxi floated steadily on the Gariahat Flyover. I was on my way home. My mind was distracted and diffused. Suddenly I was amidst a strain of thoughts. It's a like a dark august patch. The cell phone was not beeping. I had to attend an important meeting. The others were on their way for the meeting. So was I. Billboards with cosmetic faces passed by. The never looked so cold before. I kept wondering what went wrong. I lit a Pall Mall. Felt tired. The hot noon outside made me lazier. I closed my eyes and slouched back. And then it came. Like a sudden streak of lightning...'never is the time to say enough is enough'!