Sunday, 8 March 2015


When the Past Calls……......

He lied on the lush grass
Contemplating about his life
 When he heard a melancholy song
That drew him in and like a fluid flowed in his mind

The words of the song reminded him of a past
That was now dead and forgotten
Hidden in a forbidden land
That no one sane dared to trespass

The plaintive song struck his heart strings hard
A lump formed in his throat
Making him cough hard
The tune started to sting ripping his ears
He felt as if blood was spurting out from within
Dysphoria wrapped around him like a venomous shroud
While he jerked in hysteric directions
Like a madman he shouted
Lord! Save me! Save me!

As the song came to a halt
He tried to regain his calm
Tears burned at the back of his eyes
Through excruciating pain
He remembered the words of the Psalm
“Even though I walk through the valley
of the shadow of death
I fear no evil, for you, are with me”
As he strengthened his resolve
Shoving away his dreaded past
And continued his lone journey
On an unknown, less travelled path

When the past calls
It makes him stumble and fall
Subtly poisoning his conscience
Inch by inch breaking his resilience
Making him dead and hollow
Through every passing mile
My Sins

O! My love, O! My sweet
I ask thou to slay me
For my sins have hurt thee
Allow my slaughtered body to lie in thy feet

Futile is my existence
I feel like a nonentity
As my unholy deeds
Have bruised not just one but many

I am the reason behind the tears
Which trickle down thine eyes
I am the one whose malice
Has caused this apocalyptic tide

O! My love, O! My sweet
Thy honey smooth skin
Is covered in blisters because of me
I beg thy sacred soul to rupture my grotesque heart!
And wing it in a far off sea     
     

Saturday, 21 February 2015

Solitude

Amidst all the laughter, voices and cheers
There was a soul who moved here and there
Unnoticed and unheard it crept in the shadows
Hoping it might find someone in the crowd that echoed

But no one came and no one saw

How devoid was her soul she thought
As she sat on a nearby bench
Inhaled and exhaled lonliness
That made her heart wrench

Solitude was her only friend

That wrapped around her every now and then
Not caring about her blemishes
Accepting her without any second guesses
I....

Devastation grips me I can't find my way out
"Where are you my savior?" My heart shouts
But there was nothing, no one but eerie darkness
Surrounding me and pulling me into the emptiness

Oh Lord! I cried in the dark of the night
Would my life ever be beautiful and bright?
There was nobody who answered or even cared to listen
The noise of my soul, ravaged and broken

I ran and ran and ran
But could not find the gate
That would lead me out of this pit of misery to a place where i could find peace again

Fear hammer locked me
Leaving me in a tousled state
Pain engulfed my body
Severely wounding my gait

Tears flooded out of my eyes
I could see my end approaching
I lied on the dead leaves
And started weeping

Not a single soul heard my sobs
Nobody came to my rescue
A venomous gale hit me
And i knew i wouldn't make through

My heart dropped
I was ready to die
I had accepted my fate
But suddenly i heard a voice, wry
"Don't let your strength fade
Protect it before it's too late."

Those words sank in my skin
And gave me courage to stand and up was my chin
The world may not be in my favor
But i will always be
Don't need any savior
As a rescuer lies within me

I mustered all the courage that i could
And the invisible manacles around my wrists broke
My cry pierced the night
And a ball of light blinded my sight
I heaved the luminous cannon in the air
The ball tore the darkness
And the entire forest illuminated
Sunlight once again fell on my face
As i gazed
At the beauty of Mother nature
That reflected the beauty of my own stature
A triumphant smile plastered my face
As i wondered in amazement  




Tears

Tears of happiness filled his eyes
He felt like the happiest man alive
When he saw the tiny body of his son
His delicate face made his heart burst

Burst into eternal bliss
As today he was blessed
With the best gift
That God could ever give

He shouted all about the streets
"Annabeth! I'm a father" He exclaimed as he passed Dunken's Eatery
"Ricky! Did you hear I’m a father?"
He screamed, shrieked and shouted in joy as if he had reached infinity

But the doctors revealed something bitter
That made him shiver
A fatal heart disease his son had acquired
On hearing this, his soul was on fire

He tried his best
Consulted every doctor in town
He prayed all day and night
But the prayers couldn't save his son from dying

His heart sank deep
All that he could do now was weep
He felt half dead
With pain seeping in his body every second

A year has passed now
But the wound is still fresh somehow
As he sheds a tear almost everyday
Asking Lord "Why couldn't my son stay?"