The Person i think i am

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Bombay, maharashtra, India
The dark road of my thoughts::: As I sit here and wait for the coming of the end I look back and wonder in this short span of a life how I affected people, as what type of person will they remember me? Will I be remembered? Its not easy to accept the truth. All i am left with is a hope in a dream that may never come true.

Saturday, March 03, 2012

Confessions in a kaleidoscope

I heard a beautiful song, and thought of you

Draped in your sarong, no one ever knew

How did it turn so wrong, stray moments too few

And now the crowds throng, and only i see you.


A cloud of crows fly by, you smile on cue

A prolonged goodbye, the sky no longer blue

A starry mid-night sky, our promises untrue


Asleep on a hammock, it was just us two

Your dirty torn sock, eyes sparkled with dew


The memory faded, and i still think of you.

Tuesday, February 07, 2012

Things they change...

Things they change...

Spiralling in to the darkness echoes a thought, and somewhere over the horizon light breaks upon the blissful dreamer. On the other side a dream is yet to be dreamed, a thought is festering into meaningless words never spoke yet heard. A snake slithers in the garden once called Eden, he put his poison in the pear, and so they say the world learned despair.

There was a time when i thought i knew you but can blind men see the plight and misery of the firefly caught in the spider’s web. I watched the ocean ebb, the salt left back after the tear disappeared over the crooked smile. The clowns frown might be painted his life is tainted, once the act is over does he linger in the spotlight...

So we live in a thought you and I like two shadows in the dark, our eyes glowing bright, where there is no light, such is our plight, in silence we fight. And in the dark the cold stabs, and my soul bleed invisible ribbons of blood, flooding the confines of my existence. The air grows thick, there is a sick feeling in the air, my mind whirls like the ferris wheel of despair.

And then we ask the question all the dejected ask is it even fair? We were a happy pair, you were fair and your smile sweet, little did i know there was a fang hidden behind the teeth. And a snake slithered below or feet. Little did i know where the road would go, and so and so the water did flow the wind began to blow. And then it fell the blow that cracked the bell, and sounded the knell.

So the roads split, a crack widens the paths are no more one we are not who we used to be, some day we shall look back into the annals of time and say that’s someone i used to know.

Saturday, July 09, 2011

I see rainbows in the road...

I see rainbows in the road...


Watching the colours mixing,

I must be bored.


I see rainbows in the road...


Thinking as i go walking,

The memories stored.


I see rainbows in the road...


Smelling sweet smiling,

Take of the load.


I see rainbows in the road...


Dancing in the rain-falling,

Keep away the cold.


I see rainbows in the road...

Tuesday, July 05, 2011

The rambling drunk...

There are vibrating crickets in the tree

Wonder whatever happened to the bees,

And those green green leaves;

Stolen away by loving smiling thieves.

And now the tree is bare nothing left to spare,

But the poison hidden in a pare.

Life isn’t fare that once was a pair

Is now no more...

Ask what ever did seize,

That sweet smelling breeze

What power was it that could freeze?

Could it be me or was it just we?

That left a bare tree,

For all the world to see;

Was our will set free?

Was it ill-fated fate?

Set apart you and me.

Cupid missed his mark;

Let loose an ill fated dart,

Let’s go back to the start.

You were made out to be a friend,

How was I to know that it would come to this end?

A heart broken so,

That no one dare to mend.

So send me a light;

I might follow thru the dark of this night;

Take me past this fright.

Where friend’s a fiend,

Smiling upon the screen.

Words spoken so make me bold,

If I could,

I'd sell my soul;

I would,

For as little, in a begging bowl.

These thought they make me old,

Find now me some sacred fire

Hidden inside a coal,

Lay me on a pyre,

As good as dead,

But not yet cold,

Awaiting a messenger in lead.

Or fold me into the earth,

Let me dissolve.

Absolve me my pain,

Take whatever you have to gain;

Let me thus, lie, dead.

Into that from which wise men said,

We all did come to be.

Plant in me a seed,

Teach it greed,

So it may feed, on what remains.

So once more a tree will grow,

They say what we sow thus shall we reap,

My soul you would never keep.

In dreams yet you still steal away my sleep,

Impossible to forget it seems.

Do not frown for I’m a clown,

Under an ocean of sadness

Away I must drown.

From that deep arises

This madness that,

Rises to fall, taking us all,

Back to the tree.

Under which stood both you and me,

Talking about how far we were from mars,

And what secrets hold the stars.

But now I'm on my knees,

Begging for the keys,

To free me of this disease.

Praying for a lease,

So I'm begging you please;

To let me be me...