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Sunday, December 20, 2009

The Orion







Raw places and unlike times,

Paths cross and paths mire.

A lunatic meets a fanatic

Over a drink mixed with wine.


The reasons they had within,

Choices conquered awhile.

Time jested at them,

A finding flowered therein.


An opinion is smooth,

If sensed for long.

To follow up on a view,

That they felt so strong.


Glad and drunk they are,

For the grounds unknown.

Slightly twisted and torn,

A handsome thought is born.


Up above the December sky

Bright specks cleared the way

They wondered once more,

Is it the power of three

Or the beer again?

Sunday, November 15, 2009

It's never too late..


It’s never too late..

To jump into the ocean
All drenched in your coat
To dance in the rain
And count the morning dews

Its never too late..

To sing parallel to a lovely song
And make lyrics for your own
To play with the colour
And ring the guitar's chord


It’s never too late..

To cry inside closed doors
And fear the thought of being lost
To laugh out loud at times
And preserve that waning moment


It’s never too late

To comprehend impressions of an affair
That could not be expressed in words
To take a picture through your eyes
Reminiscing that event for a while


It’s never too late

To learn an obscure language
And discover a virgin land
To leave your thoughts on a paper
And read it softly after years of time

It’s never too late..

Saturday, July 4, 2009

An ordinary Story.

I have an average built
Two eyes, a nose and two ears
To put them in, I have a face
And a mouth with a sharp tongue
I was an ordinary boy.

Mother taught me to walk
And told me to look around
I walked, speeded and then ran
So, Father used a stick to tame
I have an ordinary family.

Parents told that education was required
And bullied me when I asked why?
They guided me & made me study books
And taught me how to take care of my looks
I had an ordinary childhood.

I did not like my school for the teachers in them
For they cut my marks and brought me shame
Burdened with home works and copy-writings
I Loved the girls and enjoyed the fighting’s
I had an ordinary School.

I liked my college for there was variety
I chose to study Electronics, Love & IT
Learning and Copying did my job easier
Booze, Cigarettes and dope made me all lazier
I had an ordinary College.

Then, I liked a girl since she was pretty
Wanted a kiss and a little something
Once happened, twice refrained, thrice threatened
Cutting costs, I fell upon friends and Rock music
I am an ordinary Man.

TV made me want a car and a house to keep it in
I realized that I don’t have any pockets or money within
Depressed, foxed and ambitious was then my mind
I pursued another academic degree to give me respite
I am an ordinary human.

Recession stabbed me but gave me a job
To clear my loan and wash off my sob
I wake up and reach the office at morning nine
Just to complete the task with no pleasure or shine
I am an ordinary employee.

I keep looking around comparing myself with others
Feeling that this desire has no limit whatsoever
This confusion I must leave for good
To live in peace with my wife and kids
I have an ordinary life.


I tell you this, so you know what drives your mind
The thought process and the chain of emotions
Get rid of this cycle of jobs, appreciation and promotions
And find solace in nature, music, love and otherworldliness
I am an ordinary Story.