mayabini

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

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.

 

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.

Psychedelia + Madness + Insanity = ME?

A day will come
When my words will
Win your heart
Though I maybe
Long dead by then.
A day will come
When we’ll just love one another
Without being a judge.
You may say that I was a fool
But can you say that
I didn’t love you true?
Maybe I was a dreamer
But…
A day will come
When dreams might
Just come true!