tUrbUlenCe...

The waves have  clamour and restlessness

The shore is stubborn to bear them, their intensity

The noise will settle with the morning, its certain

Only if, the morning comes .

The winds indicate an imminent storm

Rains , fire , bruise , lightening

Will churn into light soon

Only if , the sun comes.

BeLonG ....

Belong with the shy smile

Bold eyes and love wide

Belong somewhere that’s closer than heart

A place that’s relatively utopian in art

Belong in a way that essence of the touch stays

Longer than this time, longer than this era

The distance earlier talked of u and me

Belong so that it talks of ‘us’ for a while

Too often I find u lost in a rage

Belong to the smiles, imperfection of love says

Belong to the husky voice that confesses love

In the wildest of moments, in the burning times above

Belong with reckless abandon of the roses

Leaving all the colours , to my shadow belong

Till the time there is pulse in your hands

Beats in your heart and commitment in its existence

Belong to deceive my perception of belonging

Too often I feel it’s a myth of bliss in persistence !

peACe

Well you feel the urge to plunge out hell lot of things. To write relieves it all. When you pen down ten things that you mind, your mind gets clear ! I have not faced peace since a long time, when you don’t get a thing for long, you want to run away, but that’s after you cant survive that pace. Well the pace would make you fall often . You will have skinned knees , and broken hearts. Lets decide to grow up, I think its time. To face the odds, you need self, and self motivation. You need to have yourself with you atleast. That’s your permanent support you see!

If you are still wondering why I’m telling this to you when you’re not even concerned with me. Im the selfish blogger , blame it on me ;)

This is another end of a year. I thought this would be peace, like I wished it the last time a few months ago, but then , this was not granted. I had to push myself through this time . Its okay !! okay !!

Chill !! ditch !!

This is the time of my life. I feel success within and the urge for a change. Im happy. When I’m writing . and to write about peace, bantaa hai ;)

I’m a troubled religion

And a perturbed region

I wont come if you wish to run behind

I will come when you sit and ponder

Whats on your mind, is it fine ?

You tend to get troubled

When I’m away and sinful

I bewitched you , the magnet

Sell me your soul

I’m not as angel as my name

Not meaningful as the same

I cause turmoil when about to come

Fury to some, hatred to some

Just when you catch fire in the rage

I come as a peace, after the pain !

BeaUty...deNiEd

Beauty is contagious

Its serenity is a bound

When I think of beauty

Its intensity simply surrounds

Too fragile it seems at times

At times it burns with the blue flame of jealousy

Vanity it suffices, mind it blocks

Further when disclosed, hearts it locks

It begs of a desire of freedom sometimes

Beauty not just bounds the beautiful

It chains the one entitled too

I committed a morbid crime

I loved the peace of beauty

It ditched me while I was praising

Some other somewhere , Another of its kind

It has a green mean power

It lends you a heart and breaks it soon

Beauty when desired, beautifully kisses you

Beauty when denied, beautiful becomes you

Look above this beauty , beautiful have been you.

DarKneSS SpilLs...

I find the nights rather deceiving

What use they are in this world

To someone who finds peace in a human

To someone who does not like to sleep just because its dark

I find the bed rather discomforting

It does not give me the warmth of your arms

To someone who has one broken heart

To someone who faces darkness from sunshine

Did I tell you I smiled loud when I saw U in dreams

Esoteric it was... they way love caters

And the way it then hampers !

CrOssRoadS

It does feel like an empty road

The surface burns by the heat of desire

Seems like the sun is turning redundant

Coz I don’t feel its warmth, nor its fire

It has been long I saw U near

Roads are empty , says the crowd here

Taking my heart , stranded I stand

In the centre of my world of a concentrated desire

Do you know how long it has been ?

The search refuses to close its open ends

You come to this world as lights in the darkness

As the peace the water gives to the fire

I saw the empty glass and wondered

Its half full of what its capable to hold

I’m half full of my love for you

Waiting for the other half , waiting and tired

Spaces shout for falling paper pieces

Imagine a room full of notes of love

You would call my mind an insane place

Too often it burns, too often it freezes of the uncertain denial

The light breaks through the window panes

Finding a corner having the hidden wishes

Break up the walls , they tie me a lot

Calling you, calling your name

I look at you and me , they way it was before

And pray for a second full of the same love, in eyes

To me you are the road, journey and destination

Keep coming this side of land, barren and crowded

It hopes for a sight , it has always desired

Peace , love , thoughts , the wait

Without you, melting of fire

juSt frIenDs ..

feeling trapped is one thing

freedom is another

when you feel the world suffocating you

look at the face that looks back at you with love

feather is comforted by the subtle water when it falls

just like the water ... to you are friends ...

when I skipped a fresh moment

they got me hundreds back in return

feeling void is one thing

feeling friends is another !

cOloUr StOlen fRom tHe RaiNboW

It did rain...and I did absorb....

A secret or two
Just trying to mend certain constant blue's
Shaded were some regions of this life
Making its drama small and bearable
The 7 odd colour's I found at a place
Had hundred odd reasons to steal them away
Its time I paint you, my white sky
Just when you find colour's stolen from the rainbow
Blame it on me.... I'm the selfish painter !

a LaDy By the Side !

This post comes to all the ladies I know... and my self too !! :)

I always say motivation is self..and that's what inspired me to write this one... I have written on human spirits and zeal...and the survivor in us...but never about the lady we all know.. the woman in us...I never wrote on the spirit of a woman.. here it goes.. 

I am me

Magic of a kind

I am addiction in perspective

Music of the mind

I am laughter for the soul

Kindle up a little

I am a death for the mean

Yes I know you are so green

I am pump of the joy

Suffice me with smiles

Trace me on a paper

Pour me in the bottle

I am jump of the reaction

I am the salt and the spice

I am sillier in action

Melted in a smile

I am beautiful in my own ways

Diverse in kind

I am hatred in the crowd

Seed of the jealousy

I am poison and the cure

Trust me I have a legacy

I am silence of the noise

And at times its source

I am catering to whatever

You think you’re close

I can peep into your mind

Often that you would know

I am the lady by your side

Lady that you know, this name on your mind ! ;)

Tomorrow of a kind

a dream of a kind

In the gallows , admist the shadows

I feel the urge to run and stay

I feel the urge to find a way

Another world it is

Esoteric and deep

I want the enough to satisfy somehow

I want the hint to get rid of it now

A pace which goes dictated

Go fast , I cant take it

I want you to perturb me seldom that you do

I want you to know the pain you put through

A belief I’ll sail through

The time is tuff its stated

I want it to vanish the grieves of today

I want it to pinch me with a future, a tomorrow

A step up in the down

A reason of the same

I want to counter the shackles that are there

I want to have some rest for the chase of tomorrow

A wish of a kind

A life in the mind

I want you to curse the poison in there

I want a life , today and tomorrow