Monday, April 21, 2008

Rains .. solemnization by Gods

As I get drenched by the pelting showers of monsoon rains.. I wonder ..
What could be this rain, this lightening and thunder ..

Is the rain a tear .. from the eyes of the sky ..
Or are the clouds fighting .. on the plains so high ..

Is the thunder a spark from the clashing swords ..
That the clouds might use to fight .. instead of the words ..

Are the gods safe .. in their abodes, above all this unrest ..
Or is the conflict putting their patience to the test ..

Then I suddenly realise .. that this morning

The earth too was fuming .. felt as if something sinister was brewing ..
She's also seemed a bit agitated .. inside her, the lava of anger seething ..

She has every reason to be furious..

Her tenants have gone berserk .. they've made wholesale modifications ..
Brutally plundered her resources .. oblivious to her aspirations ..

The gods must be wary of the earth's fury .. her ululation ..
Could the rains have been the gods' way of accession ..
On behalf of her tenants .. and to douse the flames of irritation,
showers of rain could be a part of sedation,

Perhaps an interim solution ..
a sacred ritual .. solemnisation!!

Sunday, April 20, 2008

I cry ..

I cry .. the tears of sorrow ..
Pain and hurt lies within .. no need to borrow ..

I cry .. when the tears are almost eager to fall ..
Everything seems lost .. nothing left .. nothing at all ..

I cry .. when a thought in its infancy is murdered without sympathy ..
By the goons on street-corners .. led by apathy ..

I cry .. when they unkindly turn a blind-eye ..
Towards a deserving image .. that's produced by your mind's eye ..

I cry .. when the calls for assistance go unanswered and why ..
A struggle for truth is left to slowly wither and die ..

I cry .. when no one believes your story of cruelty..
Of falsehood condemning the verity to the depths of obscurity ..

I cry .. when I see the disparity in returns ..
and when sycophancy outsmarts diligence .. the heart burns

I cry .. when trust seems to be present only inside the crust ..
Which gets devoured first .. by the deceiver's unquenchable lust ..

They say I am a loser .. not fit to live and prosper in today's society ..
They must be right .. 'coz it's them who own and run this world .. this falsity!!

Saturday, April 19, 2008

Sold to the devil ..

Dazzling lights .. blaring music .. swaying hips
The race got underway for the championships ..

The masters have bought their slaves ..
they entertain ..and for more and more the master craves ..

Gladiators turned out to please their masters ad nauseam..
A big roar from the blood-thirsty in the coliseum ..

With every kill or a slash that got cheers from each section ..
The miniskirt-clad girls were up and ready for the action ..

Stench of money was lingering in the air ..
Masters were pleased to see the returns gather ..

One master was dancing in the aisles and how ..
His slaves were putting up a show; and he was taking a bow ..

Another was seen sipping fine wine ..
Win or lose, didn't seem to care .. moolah poured, 'twas fine ..

Business strategies .. ROI, ROE, ROCE and Break-even ..
The dough was neatly set to leaven ..

It was trade and commerce, diversification .. purely a business transaction ..
Game was secondary, competition fierce .. profit-making was the sole attraction ..

Where was the love for the game .. it's sickening .. I said ..
The tycoon's crony looked at me incredulously .. almost in dread ..

He said .. The game is to be in limelight ..
And a star always shines brighter at the night ..

To thrive in this business needs big money .. a lot of attention ..
To get that, could there be any better place than I mention ..

I said, well, well, well ... that's pretty diabolical ... ..
so this is what is the IPL .. where rape has become ethical .. ...

I said then it's conclusive .. truth be told, if I may be so bold ..
The Devil has officially taken over .. and to him the game's soul is being sold ..!!

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

Then and Now

I used to have tears in my eyes when
I would be leaving her .. to be alone .. again ..
I would curse myself and think, why can't I afford ..
To take her with me on board ..


That was then and this is now ..
She has left us and how ..
Snipping off the cord of discord in a flash ..
Letting our world come to a halt .. crash ..!


No tears did I see .. In her eyes .. only hatred I saw rise ..
I wondered .. Does she remember the time ..
When I had many times left her .. with tears in my eyes ..
as if I was guilty of the gravest crime ..!

Death of a relationship

What happened ..
asked a sympathetic friend ..
It looked to be going smoothly from this end ..
How did it all come to an end?


What made her leave and go away ..
I said .. what can I say,
She didn't leave or I didn't stay,
it's love that left us that day ..

We lost the compatibility ..
Somewhere down the line, we lost the ability
to communicate and to sort out
and bring back into our lives peace ..much needed serenity ..

There was a tear .. sure ..
But we could not mend ..
Don't know what made us pretend ..
that everything was rosy .. and there was nothing that we needed to attend ..

Maybe the build itself wasn't so strong ..
foundation, with which there must've been something wrong ..
Maybe it was this frailty .. made us not to get along
That probably caused massive difficulty .. all along

There was a gap .. widening each day ..
two ships drifting apart .. sailing further away ..
we were afraid to face the truth anyway ..
chose ignorance .. bliss ..
avoidance ..
"space" ..
going through motions ..
cul-de-sac ...
doorway ..!

Train of thought ..

In the junction of my mind ..
thoughts come and go as I unwind ..

Some I let linger a while .. happy thoughts .. trade freely ..
exchange cargo .. enjoy the hospitality .. no restrictions .. no embargo ..

Some just pass through continuing their journey ..
like a thorough train .. speeding on .. miles an hour, many

Some make it a home .. in different forms ..
like the vagrants dawdling .. on the platforms

Like the Hobos on street corners sans aspiration ..
beseeching a morsel of attention ..

Panhandling .. accosting .. soliciting .. begging ..
Treading carefully ... avoiding detention .. incarceration ..

I have so far managed .. to grab them by handle-bars
and keep them hidden away firmly behind bars ..

Once in a while they break free .. evading the security

and jump fences .. I have to move in with alacrity ..

I am wary of these bums ..
They are not satisfied anymore with crumbs ..

They want to take over and rule ..
Making me follow thought from a different school ..

These tramps are from a dark past ...
Whom I thought I would outlast ..

They bring with them Pain and Agony ..
A pair dreaded by many ..

I haven't the courage to face these foes formidable ..
Most of the times, I prefer to hide under the table ..

I am fed up .. wish to do away .. especially with the Pain ..
Agony would perhaps help me blow away my brain ..!!

Dream and Nightmare

I wish our partnership will be ...
Naturally a lifetime consuming act ...

Where there would be
scenes after scenes of love-making ....

Where there would be just wit and humour ...
And not a word about money-making ...

Where the intervals would be kisses ...
And drink breaks would be hugs of bear ...

Where the food would be love ....
And drink would be understanding and care ...

Where you would hold me in your arms ...
And neither of us would have any fear ...

Where I would get lost in the locks of your hair ...
And you'd make all my troubles disappear ...

Where there’d be no dialogues .. Just a knowing glance ..
And an intimate smile from you, my dear ..

Where without a word without a syllable ....
My story I could narrate and your soul you could bare ...

Where evenings would be fun ..
And not something from which you wished you'd run ...

Where mornings would start with a smile ..
Which would take us each day farther many a mile ....

Where life would be easy and simple ...
A lot of laughs and a few dimples ...

Where you and I would be allies and friends ...
Helping each other negotiate life's curvy bends ...

Each day I wake up with a jolt ...
Startled, like a shaken up hare I bolt ...

Away from somewhere
where I feel the agony and pain ...

To be away from it all ...
And back with you - my love –
again ...!