A lively day in the festive city
impulsive breeze sweeping every lane
the roads flooded with unruly traffic
honkers going mad post 9-7 schedule
deadlines and recession adding up to the anxiety
what more needed to make this bizzare eve
Idyllically perfect.
Just as when this perpetual carnival
abruptly stopped
pausing the impulsiveness with shots and thuds.
Silence never seemed so silent before
as terror barged into every door
and fear crept through shattered window panes.
People slaughtered mercilessly
irrespective of cast and creed.
Uniquely one we stand now though
To begin the battle
to grand the old lad
her road to redemption...
Meaningless thoughts that once stood stagnant, overflow as poignant words. Words which are a passion, a sense of emotion of a city girl who battles for her piece of cake amongst the unnoticed. These words are not just vague thoughts penned down. They are thoughts beyond words. Here is an enchanting reflection of my world through a fragment of my shattered window-pane...
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
The prophecy...
Turbulent clouds in crystal balls
luring one into the imminent
unveiling the new horizon before dawn.
Glass prism, chimeras,
spectrum of colours of a unique aura
dimensionless charms, working on destiny
flickering candles insinuating danger.
Despite the magical efforts
none can stop the looming event
for only the journey is written
not the destination...
luring one into the imminent
unveiling the new horizon before dawn.
Glass prism, chimeras,
spectrum of colours of a unique aura
dimensionless charms, working on destiny
flickering candles insinuating danger.
Despite the magical efforts
none can stop the looming event
for only the journey is written
not the destination...
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Please turn back...
My heart aches for one last look
please turn back. I stay back for you.
I know you'd return
you will have to, some day
but until then give me something to hold on to.
Please turn back. I stay back for you.
I'm hiding those tears rolling in my eyes
please wipe them before they dry
I didn't listen to those last few words.
I was busy trying to find a little of me in you
perhaps I did
or perhaps it was just an illusion.
Please turn back. I stay back for you.
I wish to steal a moment from today
and carry it with me for tomorrow.
Please grant me my wish
Give me that glimpse
Please turn back. I stay back for you...
please turn back. I stay back for you.
I know you'd return
you will have to, some day
but until then give me something to hold on to.
Please turn back. I stay back for you.
I'm hiding those tears rolling in my eyes
please wipe them before they dry
I didn't listen to those last few words.
I was busy trying to find a little of me in you
perhaps I did
or perhaps it was just an illusion.
Please turn back. I stay back for you.
I wish to steal a moment from today
and carry it with me for tomorrow.
Please grant me my wish
Give me that glimpse
Please turn back. I stay back for you...
Saturday, March 7, 2009
The pheonix...
The fearless one who sought to fly
Whose freedom can never be quantized
Who can never be held back by any force
Who was born to live by his own
Whose wings when spread wide and open
Can defeat the infinity of sky
Whose eyes reflect beauty of life
Who was born from his own ashes
Never does he seek the path of defeat
The one who lives unknown to the world
The ultimate creation of god
Never try to chain him, he was born to fly...
Whose freedom can never be quantized
Who can never be held back by any force
Who was born to live by his own
Whose wings when spread wide and open
Can defeat the infinity of sky
Whose eyes reflect beauty of life
Who was born from his own ashes
Never does he seek the path of defeat
The one who lives unknown to the world
The ultimate creation of god
Never try to chain him, he was born to fly...
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