Thursday, December 29, 2016

Follow

I was, just sailing by
On, the friendly water
Blue.
As she followed my wake
Just by my side
Quiet.
And, as I asked her
‘Do you love the ocean, that is blue?
Like I do, tell me my dear…’
Pondering.
And she with those full lips
Smiling her gentle smile told me…
‘Who does not love the ocean
With its boundless waves, carefree
Who doesn’t want to explore its enigmatic depths
even shackled men do, despite slaving daily as they live’
Surprisingly
So, her voice ended in a melody
The sweetest that I had ever heard
With that soft touch of hers on my shoulder
that made me wonder endlessly
Always
 what would It be like
To continue without that
And live as I,
Alone.
I loveless.



Monday, December 19, 2016

Let me...

My mama told me
Never to dream big
And live, just live,
 the life as it is..,
choose a vocation
get married, have children
and eventually die aged..

But I dare, I dare!
To be a dreamer
To be a rebel
And reach out with
My mind.. my body and my soul
To those dreams, those stars...

Dreaming to stand as one of them
In the place, there in the dark darkest
There to shine brighter than the brightest
Leaving behind the choice
The world that I know offers so
so, to instigate a qualm in dearie heart mine
Where happiness seems unreal
Where I will not be me, anymore

So, mama let me die young
And be a dreamer who dreams on
And be a rebel who reaches out
With. my mind my body and my soul
To those dreams, those stars…

Thursday, December 15, 2016

Vagabond

Life is too long 
without shared love
without a place to belong
that place, called home


A life that of a vagabond
If never in surface, then inside
deep down inside, alone
 searches there in himself, a life


Tries more, as he fails
things beyond and ordinary, 
finding such treasures in small cracks great
 giddy gladness and joy of understanding 


Under the open dark sky, he dreams
with musings, too wistful 
to lighten heart, yet it unexpectedly finds
such peace, away in silence, of mind i.e.

Wednesday, December 14, 2016

words....

Burying my darkness
as i hide that part of me
i always call myself
behind the veil of anonymity
behind the chasm of ignorance
i follow the light that shines brightest
but as i try to follow it with all the haste
it seems to be moving farther with each of my pace
nothing can help nothing i ever know

That were the last words of a dying man
which won't lie those words they say
cause he has nothing to lose or gain
maybe just a bit of agony as he breathes his last
maybe just a bit of regrets for promises unfulfilled
which bit by bit makes up for the whole that he is
unlike a living man who must lie at least once to live
unlike the children playing blissful in their ignorance
unlike any of them he is separate he is different
a entity just  about to begin a new journey of soul
to a destination unknown with darkness as its only guide
as he leaves behind his heavy dying vessel
to reach out for the light furthermost
..that shines brightest...


Sunday, December 11, 2016

Far..

Far.. I see myself running away far
from eyes inquisitive, by the day, by the night
from dark hypnotic doors of soul they
they haunt my dreams, unexpectedly always
Though i hide myself in the darkest hole
or burn in the brightest halo my soul
there is no escape that seems to come
on my way, my path that salvation is false
...my conviction of my being fragile
...my memories swirls in longing of once
blinded i stagger nearly a mile
to that destiny of unknown, i fear, it to be, my doom
that door i know, is there somewhere disguised
fogged by illusion or is it delusion, a clever ploy
 I believed i had surpassed long ago
 I believed it gone and i was free
but uncertain are now, me and thoughts mine
me and thoughts mine....
that which haunts me
the sight i wish i never had 

Thursday, December 8, 2016

Not you..

It's not you
its me
trying too hard
trying to keep you by my side
nearer to my beating heart

Now, i know
its not you
its me
for i gave you my all
my soul, my memories
but it was not enough
my time, my imperfect love
to you girl, to you only
no it was not enough
to break the silence
that silence you initiated
that has executed
a part of me without violence
a part of me clinging
to dreams of happiness of together
gone those gone on.. forever

It's not you
its me
now at peace
a lightness that comes
with time's kindness
with realization of foolishness
one can only have
when one is in love
when one wants to feel wanted
nothing more or else
just to be loved...





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