March 30, 2014

Cradle to grave...



Mooning over the stars that shone...
In the basket snug as a bug;
IT wasn't frightened
of the shadow n' the noise!
Instead...It savored the sweet sad 'joys'.


As HE begun the vigilant walk...
Along the labyrinthine path of life;
He wasn't frightened
of the thorns and the rain!
Instead...He relished the pleasurable 'pain'.


--G

March 22, 2014

'Cause even colors fade to grey n' stars vanish...



I was once a majestic bird.
With the beauty so beguiling
With my voice very vivacious;
With the color of champagne
n' my feathers flying free.

The sky was my world
n' I could flee far flung...
Till the end of rainbow.
But I stayed so stuck;
I knew not why...

The beauties grow dim.
The voices tone down.
The colors achromatize.
The feathers shake up.
And here I was the 'victim'!

Ere long, I was torn apart...
In pieces. Yet at peace.
They mourned my mortality.
Only she knew...I was a feather now.
Alive! Adorning her dream catcher..!



--G


February 1, 2014

If our illusional fantasies came true!!!



Unclouded happiness.
Naked beauty.
Romeo love.
N' musical romance.
Perhaps they are all just comforting confusions!

Skins n' bones.
Eyes n' souls.
Perchance self is an illusion too!
So let's bolt the 'self' in a room of mirrors;
n' let the moonbeam reflect n' not shine.

'Cause if you felt the texture of life
o' occupied space in the dust...
The world would laugh at You!!
n' You'll be left smiling at its shallowness.
Then why not pretend n' stay masked..!

The mirrors better be broken.
The sunshine better be faded.
Since, once it becomes brighter; 
the reality will be sour.
Albeit reality maybe an illusion too, sour to bitter.


--G

January 27, 2014

The meet!



Journeying upriver against the current

manifests the beauty in such resfeber,
only when the ends meet.


'cause hopefully THE moment boasts of impeccability!


--G

January 22, 2014

Maybe you do exist!!!




Your mesmerizing voice to your favorite number
The way you look before falling into deep slumber
Those unknown fantasies that make you wonder
You don't know, But I'm noticing.


--G

January 12, 2014

Steal a heart! Anyways, you're gonna die...



Is it a temporary insanity?!
O' does it give a happy-high?!
Do you know the definitions?!
N' the rules we need to abide by??!!

Apparently its not you!
N' maybe its not me either...
Its not even the blithesome aura 
we happen to create together..!

It's beyond all imaginations...
It's about wearing your torn tees;
N' the first sip of your scotch
that instantly puts my brain at ease! 

It's more...It's when 
you devour my handmade mac n' cheeze;
that's been perfectly burnt.
Yes! 'love' is a mystifying disease!!! 


--G

January 9, 2014

Dark pick..!





Because.
The laughters are..meaningless.
Smiles...just over hyped.
And. Happiness...fictive.

Because.
The universe is...a mighty player.
Life...camouflaged.
And. Maybe. 
We. All of us. Stay convinced.
That. False...is simply true.


--G

January 3, 2014

She was 'the' kite...




The kite yearned to soar aloft;
torn yet inspired!
Who knew destiny had its own intent?!!
bewitched it stuck on a tree long expired...


The wailing kite veiled fiery passion;
lusting to soar aloft!
But destiny knew it would conquer the world,
so burnt with envy; gentle n' slow...


Howbeit the kite still soared aloft;
till its strings fancied free!
Now destiny savored the grievous sight,
while the kite fluttered, stuck in the lifeless tree...

Soon, the kite withered in ugly shades...
Owing to the falling rains, the vibrancy did fade...
It still soared full of pep, with proud n' prettiness!
Today, destiny envies its tornness n' brokenness.


--G

December 31, 2013

Is your silhouette just a fiction?!!




Those clenched fists and white knuckles
n' your silhouette stuck in my fantasies...
Why am I convinced that you are nearing?
It makes me restless n'
oh so neurotic!

Just stop stopping...
n' start starting...
Make the walking faster;
here I await your arrival..!

Would you pause, maybe for a second..?
I want to catch up on my breaths;
o' I might pass out..!
I see my skin experiencing goosebumps...
Oh! It just makes me neurotic!

Time's flying...
n' I'm inside crying...
Those warm tears of loss;
n' soothing tears of happiness..!

And everything everywhere stands still!
My world seems to have stopped,
maybe starting anew...
After having waited for an eternity;
Oh! I'm so hopelessly neurotic.

Who knew how to swim me afloat..?!
If only you could do it;
I'll survive, lost in your shadows...
Living with the assurance that I wont drown.



-- G

December 14, 2013

Petering out...



Gazing at those skyscrapers, I urged to know;
If they would tear apart the skies one day...
or be burnt to ruddy ashes with raging fires beneath..?

N' where would I be on that particular day?!!!
Still fluttering high to touch the skies...
stuck in the winds of time..!?!

O' will I 'be', anyway?!!



--G

October 19, 2013

To sweet escape...where the dots connect..!




Take me away...To the shining stars!
I would wish upon that tiny twinkle...

Take me away...To a safe haven!
'cause that's where I've never been...

Take me away...To the flowing rivers!
I refuse to sink in the deepest waters...

Take me away...To the beautiful darkness!
Maybe that will whisper the silent clues...

Take me away...To another brand new dawn!
'cause that's when I'll be born again; unwearied..!!



--G



October 15, 2013

Euphoric sadness in her!




Living in her own dark world,
where colors were none;
With words rather intense
n' her wine glass making sound much louder...


Her drawer full of memories had the same old stories...
of the passionate kisses;
of the secret embraces;
of the loud music;
n' the fast pace; real fast pace!


She waited to be conquered;
n' be won by just 'one'!
At the cost of losing herself,
forever...somewhere...
Where fears existed none.


Soon...
It started to pour in deserts.
Her desert-like heart!
But she wanted no fears, she had her own.


She could have surrendered, hearing
the words of his song.
That became her story...
N' he would serve her with sweetness.


But...
She chose to lie on the soil...
n' hear the planet's heart beating.
'cause she couldn't hear her own!


She was no unusual or atypical.
She was you! 
She was me!
Just he knew her a li'l more...


While she burnt the bridges,
she became conscious she had wings.
Nevertheless..
She was lost in myriads of dark shadows...
n' that was her only lovely world!


--G

October 11, 2013

She started anew..!!




~This was her moment...to 'let go'!
To let go of the judgements...that 'weigh' her down!
That weighed her heart...more than a 'feather'!
The feather that lingered to fly...taking her away! ~



-G



 

October 8, 2013

Happy Birthday to the first love of my life!




I sat down and wondered - 
If I knew who my first love was..?!...
N' an identical image appeared;
so blurred...like in a dream..!

I wiped my tears and wondered - 
If I knew who my confidant was..?!...
N' another identical image appeared;
still smoggy...as if holding for pie in the sky..!

I struggled seeking some answers and wondered - 
If I knew who my mentor was..?!...
N' another identical image appeared;
more shadowy...as if a beautiful silhouette..!

I got stuck after my first step and wondered - 
If I knew who my guardian angel was..?!...
N' yet another identical image appeared;
fully veiled...as if smiling like a rainbow..!

Soon...
Life started with clearer images...
Showing the worst of all the further phases!
BUT...the "identical image" remained;
by my side...calm and tranquil...

The image taught me to love...Pure as the air.
The image kissed my tears away...Soothing as the moon.
The image inspired me to never cease...True as the wind.
The image patted my back after failures...Bright as the sun.

The image is "Her"...
Someone I dedicate each jiffy of my life to...
She's the divine image of truth...ensuring,
That "each jiffy" is safe with her...
Yes! She's my lovely mother..!!!


P.S. : We love you momma!!!
--G         




September 10, 2013

Her reels spoke!!!



When the words expressed emotions only a few;
n' the passionate yell inside couldn't be silenced.
Yet he heard his sensitive inamorata's quietus; 
since...the melodies weaved such magic in that era.!


--G