Hmmmmmmmmmmm........

That dreamy absence you nourish,
Drumming life on haunted Thunder clouds,
Defying their spite and hued anguish,
Dreaming enchanted vistas under shrouds.

Now you crave the midnight's bloom,
For you lust for mesmerized mornings,
Now you long for lies bright abloom,
For you desire my compromised yearnings.

You can hum songs that bewitch my dreams,
You can paint dreams that seduce my hopes,
You can hope for miracles that livens my life,
You can live a life that soothes my eroded soul.
But
as your silence expands to the blue heavens
as your odes tapestry my barren gardens
as your passion dances over my existence..

I will be right here, chilling out!! :-P

LIFE

Life,

Smeared among sooty skies,

Falling, fading, failing to kiss the earth,

Burnt and boiled in the blinding sun.

Life,

Seeking shade in sad shadows,

Lost, lifeless, lured into a leprous lullaby,

Hurt and hopes hushed into harsh hell.

Life,

Rising, Rolling,

over wounds and worship,

Bearing, Braving,

My dearest and darkness,

Dividing, distracting,

My love and My life.

Flowing Forever,

in perpetual purgatory,

A Way-gone witness,

Those tortured tears,

of

Life

Bedouin I am

[A very old one, (repost due to popular demand ;) )]  



Searching for destiny, fate I did find,
Teasing a brooding memory lane,
In the darkest streets of my mind,
Wet and lonely, my life’s bane.

Bedouin I am, in the sands of life,
Days’ malice and pain always rife,
Bedouin I am, in the sands of life.

Have shed now the wool and fainting smile,
Stripped hopes away and primed for the heat,
A place forever, the fright of turning senile,
Time sprouted weed around my sore feet.

Bedouin I am, in the sands of life,
Dreams of I and gods always strife,
Bedouin I am, in the sands of life.

Creation's Daughter

All my life, she dreams,

Of lost rhymes in the blue black yonder,

Humming, strumming on sun beams!

From a cloud's shore, she plants jewels

All across my ball of wonder!

Of my existence, untaught,

But of my silence, she sings,

Never was it she I sought!

In lost dreams, on fantasy's wings,

All across my ball of wonder!

Stretching this ball of wonder,

Her twinkling smile, dotting my skies,

Doted on, creation's daughter!

She sells wonder, planting love,

All across my ball of wonder!

All my life, she moons,

Of dreams, streaming from my eyes,

Gazing, intoxicated in eternal awe!

Far from my being, she plants dreams,

All across this ball of wonder!

Black

An Old one.



Black,
And I opened my eyes,
Then I saw that pretty thought,
Never been in any epic immortal,
But there she stood, rite there,
In the altar of my soul,
In this space of my life.

Black,
And she opened her eyes,
It was eternal infinity I saw,
Those ravens in her hair,
Flying in my fantasies, smoldering,
Dark as the night, her skin,
Moonless starless, cloudless in my love,
So dark, as from the cradle of life,
She was my black,

Black,
Dark as my lonely heart,
Black in my dreaded desire,
Divinity in my darkness,
Black angel in my woes,

Black,
In my reality, black always true,
Everything now would turn black,
Soothing dark, black love,
Like dressed in the haunting nights,

Black
Dark eyes, shimmering.
A word from her, a smile,
To the wind bleached night I begged,
To show me her love,
Like the blood splattered sunset I craved,
Smother me in her dark.

Black,
Oh she was dark as dark,
She is all I want,
As dark as dark,
In my nights when dark,
As dark as dark,
In my religion her life,
As dark as dark,
With her black to complete me.


..................................................................................

Missing you...........

There is a corner in my heart,

 

Where you still live,

 

A moment in my solitude,

 

Where I still miss you.

 

You still paint my dreams,

 

Whilst regret silently rains,

 

A lost throb in my soul, 

 

When I still want you.

 

In despair's stormy clouds,

 

I survive this lonely lie,

 

Of love I now deny,

 

While I still desire you.

 

Only your face I see,

 

In a thousand lonely tears,

 

Bleeding in my qualms, 

 

While I still want you.

 

Inking words only for you,

 

Humming voiceless songs, 

 

Mending every desolate breathe,

 

Enduring this tormenting curse,

 

Drowning in aching tears,

 

From that moment, when I lost you,

 

Probing in dreary madness,

 

For that moment, why I lost you.

 

Questioning my damned fate,

 

Of that moment, while I lost you.

 

From that wailing memory, 

 

To this moment, I miss You.

 

I miss you.

A quickie, after stealing(or got inspired) a friend's status message...........



Settled in now,

Green grass color my eyes,

Sun lying low,

Bleeding gold through blue skies,

Wishing time would never crawl by here....



Here right where I belong,

Floating into hopes' door,

Humming every dream's song,

None left to cry for.

Time! wish it never crawls by here.



Forgetting love's frost,

Memories spooling out a smile,

In fantasy's lull I am lost,

Eluding away to this dreamy isle.

TIme! wish it never crawls by here.

RainDrop

When a person breaks away from the society, from the consistent and mundane existence he lives in, I think he becomes the lost raindrop that falls during the scorching heat before the thundering monsoons. He falls first crashing into the blowing heat, maybe vaporised on its way, but lost to all, alone.


The Raindrop.

No heaven knows,

of a raindrop lost,

through the silence,

into the solitude.

Birthed itself betimes,

from a burning charring cloud,

of desiccated dreams and stagnant thoughts,

Diving into a rushing future ,through qualm mists.

Emotions not colored by rainbows,

No ears to hear it spatter,

reminding the grey aging land,

of a approaching fragrance, intoxicating .

Yet lost to light, lost to faith,

Lost to affection, lost to love,

For we can't see,

A Raindrop cry.

Who am I?

Something I wrote long back..
Pasting it here, sticking to my existential agenda

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Who am I?

Trepidation saturates, no rationale why,

On qualm grounds, never found a purpose for I,

Restless echoes, desperate in an unforeseen plea,

Untaught among mystics, slaved to imagination,

Diffident to warm affection, embracing the hushed frost,

Refrained I ask this fanatic lie,

Who am I?

All my senses high,

Fresh Desires, yearning to fly,

In creation's obscurity I cry,

Who am I?

Comfort withers, soaked in malicious sacrilege,

In living epics, my conviction in no golden page,

Haunting tunes, astray in a nonchalant rage,

Undead among hopes, living in this concluding cage.

Starved, echoing the query of mine,

Who am I?

My entire wisdom try,

Pledged wished, crisis stanch to untie,

In faith's anarchy I stray,

Who am I?

Since spawn desires ablaze,

Belief's Outlandish, life perplex,

Who am I?

Too tired to lie,

Too tired to die,

Too tired to try,

Who am I?

To you I pray,

Tell me where I Stray,

Tell me where I lay,

Tell me why?

Who am I?