thoughts... : mayabini

08/07/2006

F.R.I.E.N.D.S

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Far away from the strobe lights

Beyond the music so loud

There might be a world…

A world of our dreams

Where love is the language the heart speaks

Throw away the mask; wipe away the grease-paint

It’s time to be happy; time to get real.

The reasons that made us to cry will cease to exist.

In the darkness around

Where gloomy thoughts smear our mind

Friendship will be the new Sun…

Timeless it will be… forever bright, forever there…

O’ Dear! What a feeling that’s sure to be!!

Friendship --- Isn’t it what Life’s all about?!

Bondage

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Hundred years of solitude
A thousand years of pain
Everything to be endured
Being in a bondage of chains
Chains made not of steel
Or of anything that hurts the skin
Like some mystical barrier
Clinging to one’s soul…
As if some past life's sin
Drawing blood, eating the flesh
Though they are oblivious to the eyes
Every effort to smile
Was sullied by blood and tears
Every hope to fly
Was dashed to the ground
Bondage v/s freedom… O’ what a fight!!
Waiting for that day
When even time gathers rusts
Tearing every chain… and smiling while it lasts!
One more time…
One last fight…
The soul braces up… just one last time!
To fly to that idyllic world
Where there are no chains
Where there is no pain
A world of love…
Of learning how to fly…
Without chains pulling ya down
One day all these will have to stop
One day we’ll live in that world…

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07/20/2006

Imagine...

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Imagine a sky so blue

Imagine a rose in full bloom

Imagine a world full of Love

the dreams we’ve woven together

With the fabric of love

imagine if it’s for true.

The smile of your visage

The pain of my heart

Imagine, imagine…

 

Imagine a morning dewdrop kissing your lips

Imagine a child’s first cry

Imagine a world full of Hope

the world we’ve woven together

With our flights of fantasy

Imagine if it’s for true.

The path of your dreams

The cries of my soul

Imagine, imagine…

 

Imagine a tiny boat in the rocky sea

Imagine a dying man asking for Life

Imagine a world full of Abstractness

you close your eyes and find me near

I die with your name on my lips

Imagine if it’s for true.

The dimple of your cheeks

The prayer on my lips

Imagine, imagine…

 

Imagine if we’re born again

Imagine if love helps us to meet (again!)

Imagine a world full of Miracles

You extend your arms

And I come near you

Imagine if it’s for true.

The inter-weaving of our destinies

The union of our souls

Imagine, imagine…

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06/30/2006

Prisoner of the Mind

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Prisoner of the mind
is what life has made out of me.
Every flower that I touched
turned into a damnation, a forlorn curse.
How much you want me to pretend…
That I am not dead yet?
How much do I have to smile…
To hide the tears?
The mind is causing me all the pain
Showing me motifs that just don’t fade.
Like a charlatan… fighting hidden demons
Like a child…chasing imaginary butterflies.
Existence is blurred
In a mire of emotions.
A steely silence lulls me to sleep
Only to jostle me up the next moment.
With imaginary silhouettes clouding my senses
Doomed for life… in a living hell.
After all, what else can you say of a man
Who’s but a prisoner of his own mind!

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12/26/2005

A Day Will Come

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!

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11/27/2005

An Ode to Jonathan Livingstone Seagull

 
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In the pages of a dusty book
I found someone whom I always knew…
Someone who existed somewhere…
in the deep bend of my heart
He was there waiting to be rediscovered
He was the answer to many of my questions.
For other’s he might be…
Richard Bach’s
Jonathan Livingstone Seagull!!
But for me he’s the motivation to go on and on…
Never before flew a bird in the whole wide world
With wings flapping ever so proud
Ideas so great that they became priceless
Jonathan… are you just a seagull?!
Jonathan you showed me the path
My life should lead into…
You gave directions to my life’s raft…
which was wandering listlessly since God knows when.
Infact, you gave me my reason to live!
Every question you faced
Every answer you found
Has connived to make my resolve strong
Now I just want to live my life…
The way ‘I’ want it to be
I mayn’t have your wings O’ Jonathan
But still I’m learning how to fly
Seeing me trying that hard
Maybe someone  will join me one day.
Together we’ll fly one day
Above the sea which you once graced
As I glanced through the last few pages of Bach’s book
I now realize that my life would never be the same again.
I am learning how to fly
O’ brother Jonathan a thousand thanks to thee
All my pains, all my tears…
Can’t stop me from flying now
You are the ‘unconquerable spirit’ of the human spirit
Like a candle flickering in the gusty winds
You are within us all
But we’ve got to learn to fly…
To liberate you within ourselves…
To let the candle burn strongly.
I don’t want to prove to anyone that---
“I can also fly”!
I just want to live up to myself.
I just want to be myself.
I just want to fly

Me & Bruno

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When I think about Bruno now
It makes me feel so sad
Bruno was my friend
During those sweet childhood days
We played many a games and
Chased bright yellow butterflies
Oh! It was fun to live in la-la land
And play with Bruno all day long.
Like my shadow… Bruno was always there
through sun and rain.
Not a drop of sadness kissed my face then.
Those days weaved memories so sweet and deep
O’ it was just like livin’ in Paradise…
Now in reminiscence my eyes goes moist.
Bruno’s fur was blonde but he was not so dumb!
He could read my mind as if…
 it was an oft-read tome.
How he wagged his tail to attract my attention…
How he licked my face to show his love…
O’ how can I ever forget li’l Bruno?
O’ how I remember my childhood friend Bruno
Bruno… o’ how I miss him
Now that he’s gone… gone forever.
I don’t have anyone to share my feelings
All are mere acquaintances these days.
Can you come back from your flower decked grave?
The grave that was dug deepest into my heart.
How many secrets we’ve shared?
Maybe you can understand why I cried that day.
Bruno left me suddenly that day… many years back
Someone I loved dearly said bubyee forever…
Bruno… my dear li’l puppy…
Bruno was my alter-ego; Bruno was my best friend
Bruno was the puppy I never had!!

05/19/2005

WINDS OF CHANGE

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As time flies by
Like a bird in fleeting haste
To beat the sun as it sleeps
Giving us moments---sweet and otherwise
To turn into memories.
A fool, like I’ve always been
Tries to hold that memories
Into my clenched fist.
As if fighting my destiny
As if pleading…….
My life will ne’r be the same again
(alas!) Time changes everything.
But……
Since the day you coldly whispered
That you’ve changed
That the world which we both shared
no longer exists, memories be damned!!
Those smiles, those tears
Prayers and flowers
All faded and died---
Being swept aside by the ---WINDS OF CHANGE!
You change, I change
and everyone else will
but ---
should it be change for change’s sake?
sPromises made are just that
Ne’r to be broken
even though we may change
even though we may perish
Is it that you’ve laboured hard to change
So as to be far away from me?
Selfish--- my love never was
I’ll be the same--- no matter what
My love will be the same—even though I may change!!
I’ll pray to the Good Lord up there
That as long as you live
You remain happy, far away from mundane cares
Even though I may be a hundred miles away
From being a part of your happiness.