If I can have the whole world to myself

Even for a day             

I would make it see the sweetest dream that I’ve imagined

At every day-break the birds will chirp and sing

Extolling a freedom seldom seen

Teardrops from innocent faces drying up

Before it washes down the smile

Rainbows- so vibrant and shimmering

Helping to spread the good vibes

Like a young brave artist—not yet drunk on melancholia

I’ll try to paint the world…

Red, green blue and many such hues

If I can have the whole world to myself

Even for a day             

I’ll make every child’s bedtime wish come true

Every broken heart, every lonely soul

Hey! Don’t yet fold…

Someone, somewhere you’ll surely find…

With whom life will be a joyride

Believe me when I say--Lifetime memories will be erased

When thy beloved clutch on to you!

I too had my time, I lived my dreams

I am walking now the thousand lonely miles…

Hoping that… someone will walk the few hundred steps to meet me!!

At the end of the day… when the sunset comes…

And angels come knocking at my door…

Telling me that my Time has passed         

I’ll be happy that I had the whole world to myself (even for a day)

Happy with what I’m leaving behind---

-The birds flying

-Couples in embrace

-Springtime all around

-Lost souls finally reaching home

-No greed, no hunger

-People singin’ and dancin’ and believing in Love

Living for the day my faith will triumph

Maybe this is the last time
That I’ll try to write
These musings of an insane mind
What difference does it make anyways?
Now that I’ve known...
It’s no use singing
In the ‘City of Deafs’
It’s time to move on…
But I know not where
Some-place far away
Perhaps into the realm of fantasies
Where love and life entices everyone
To sing the song of their dreams
It’s time to move on
Of that I am sure
Beyond the green meadows
Into the cloud caressed vales
My footsteps leading me… slowly…
Into an unknown abstractness
Far, far away from the make-beliefs.
Courage filling up my heart now
For that last leap of faith
My Kingdom has finally arrived
And it’s time to move on.
I was alive till now
Now its time for me to LIVE

Walking in the rain…
At a moment that was
Nothing but strange
I felt as if u were nearby
… yet so far.
That familiar fragrance of yours
lingered in the crisp air.
The swaying trees caressed by the winds
Giving me some hints that I couldn’t see
Maybe telling me about you…
Sitting by the window...
Staring at the rain
Perhaps…thinking about me
And the times we spent together
…while being apart!
Maybe it isn’t raining
Perhaps it’s just the Heaven’s way
Of taking pity at yet another martyr
In the Kingdom of Love
--- crying for me
--- thinking that if I could’ve received some drops of love
--- maybe I would’ve just survived to live!!
Nothing, absolutely nothing can be so perfect
That it can’t be true…
You were the reason for my smiles
And for my heart’s secret desires.
Maybe one day u’ll understand
… What you’ve done to me.
You just didn’t know… how to say “I do”!
What else is love
If it’s not true friendship?
Every so often I wonder
If the pen I am holding right now to write...
Whether it can kill me too?
Am I becoming insanely mad?
Akin to those opium eaters of yore!!
The rain is pouring still
But I’m oblivious to it now...
Walking along the road… unknown
Wondering if it can lead to ur heart
How much can one kill a man
So that he can really die?
How much? How long?
If love’s God’s absolute gift
Then why can’t we accept it?
Maybe one day u’ll understand
… What you’ve done to me.
You just didn’t know… how to say “I do”!
Am I the dead man walking?
Or someone who’s walking towards death?
I don’t want any answers…
I just don’t care!

The divine smell of night jasmine
Wafting through the open window of my room
As I sat still in abject solitude
Weighing everything that life could offer
Dreams--- broken and abandoned…
It felt like I couldn’t go anymore… anywhere
But the shackles of that beatific smile
Forcing me to live…
Giving me reasons I couldn’t comprehend.
Dreams—buried in the graveyard of time
What went wrong in that perfect dream?
I would never know till my Kingdom comes
Perhaps some dreams are too perfect to be true…
Perhaps some people are too passive to believe in love
Now I know what it feels
To see one’s world broken down
Into tiny zillion pieces
I loved her till I could love no more…
I will move along… to the point of stupor
And try to find my happiness…
Putting those broken images together
Hoping that one day she’ll come back…
Although it may be so late that…
There will be white lilies on her hand…
And I safely consigned to my grave.
Do tell her that I’d love her still…
And if she finds a lonely soul
Waiting on the spirit’s shore with arms outstretched
Let her be reminded that it’s me…
Trying to keep promises…
Trying to prove my love
Although our life’s path crossed
Alas!  We couldn’t stop to share our dreams.

I thought it’ll be fun

When I decided to write a poem

In a five minutes run

Although my mind sang a song

When I was young

I thought silly people wrote poems 

That no one else could comprehend 

Now that I am a bit old 

I can understand what emotions these lines could hold 

The birth of a child, the song of lovebirds, the tears of separation 

Oh! Poetry can also be awesome.

I peeped into my watch

And danced with a kid like mirth

It has been two minutes already

And it has been fun.

I now remember my childhood place

And my momma cooking food that was great to taste

Papa coddling me in his lap

My brothers, my friends

And my childhood angels…

Oh! That was a life.

As I grew older

Casting away the childhood garb

I saw that people just change…

Without giving a damn

“Dreamer, dream no more”--- My head said

“Not until I die”--- I retorted in disdain.

I promised to wrap it up in 5 mins flat… 

And I am running against time perhaps. 

But true to myself 

This is one last promise that I shall not fail

Its over, it’s over… O’ yeah… it’s over my dear!

Psychedelic Colors of my turbulent mind
Is turning my life into a muddled haze…
I walk alone amongst the crowds
As if in an incoherent daze.
I may never cry the way others do…
Because my tears are stifled in the vacuum within.
The inner battles, the self denials…
Ahh! I can’t bear it anymore.
Maybe what I need is some valour
To stand by what I believe.
This world ain’t a Shangri-la
Nor I a wandering monk…
But I‘ve heard somewhere
That dreams sometimes just come true.
Of course! I have heard People
Telling me that I’m different.
Psychedelic I may be…
But even a dead clock shows the time
Once a day… or maybe twice, Isn’t it?
Can you hear the song my heart’s humming?
Can we sing it together before it comes to a still?
Someone’s sad… lonely and abandoned…
And just doesn’t want to go anywhere.
Call me back… call me back!
O’ Mother, dear mother… call me back
I want to go back…
To the only place where I belong…
To those childhood times in our little home
Where dreams didn’t even once turned bad.
Why run after something which you don’t want?
Why don’t we get something that we really want?
Why can’t I cosset myself in a time-wrap…
and stop the flow with my clenched fist?
I am fighting for myself, against myself

I am the victor and the vanquished

The oppressor and the oppressed.