Tuesday, December 16, 2014
Flower that doesn’t smell
Thursday, November 6, 2014
The New Girl In The City
Shouts of the vendors and noises of the people,
People and People, people were all around,
Amidst of all that, there was that sound.
She longed for long and she was here,
All the noises, as if were musical chants
Smiled to everybody and smiled when they laughed.
Came alone in the big city, to conquer it or loose herself.
Igniting the dead world around with her alacrity
The New Girl In The City.
The rendezvous was much like a deza vu.
She smiled and I listened.
She talked and I watched her.
I lived it a night before.
Except she wasn't this pretty and it was a dream.
But she was here to win all the dreams with her ability.
The New Girl In The City
It isn't my story.
She belongs here and she was here.
No Shoes to fill in, only wings to fly away.
Scared a little inside,afraid to loose herself.
but mistakes were apparently better than regrets.
People and people, People were all around.
Amidst that she was alone, seeking herself to be found.
I met her the first time and now i am writing
Stranger was she but still somehow i got this affinity,
The New Girl In The City.
PS: The imaginery place is Marine Drive, Mumbai.
Thanks Neha for the photograph. BTW you look B'ful.
Tuesday, June 3, 2014
Bookmark
It's been like a book.
My life!
An open book, I won't say.
Nobody ever bother to read it anyway.
The beginning,
Where I didn't know what I was.
And the next phase,
Where I didn't know, I was for what cause.
Then where, I was centre of the universe.
I was the reason of everything ever existed.
Then where, I understood, I was just a someone.
And my sense and logics altogether got twisted.
Then I was confused,
All my thoughts were so randomly organised
And a symmetrical chaos in my mind.
My logics failed to tell me what to do.
That's the page where I met YOU.
Then the part where you left me,
I lost all the thoughts and sight.
Hundred times I have tried,
But I just couldn't write.
Now don't even know how to write,
Perhaps you were the pen.
Have never been a writer,
Didn't understand why were you a fan.
Now the book write itself,
Not a single word I know,
All the pages seem dark.
But I open it everyday,
Just to re-read the pages,
Where you left the bookmark.
Happening it may not be,
But I won't let it be a sad story.
Gloomy it may seem,
But somewhere in there, I have a little spark.
I have always been the hero,
Though in my legacy, I don't carry much glory.
I can only brag about the pages,
Where you left the bookmark.
Maelstrom it is.
And you were supposed to be my ark.
But all I can do is, re-read the pages
Where you left the bookmark.
Wednesday, March 12, 2014
THE ONE
I waved them Back.
I was a Collegue.
They were sad,
I pretended to be crack.
I was a friend
They needed help,
I was their guide.
I was a sister.
He didn't ask me to chose,
But i was on his side.
I was a lover.
I was a Collegue,
A friend,
A sister
& a Lover.
When all I wanted to be
A NO ONE.
They tell me to be organized.
I am as random as draw of a dice.
I am a no one.
They tell me to be altruistic.
I don't always want to sacrifice.
I am a no one.
I am a no one.
Just want everything to be undone.
Just want to walk,
The road which goes nowhere.
Don't want a name,
So nobody will call me back from here.
Don't know where I am heading,
But someday I will find my sun.
Till then let me be
What I am and want to be
A NO ONE.
Monday, March 10, 2014
The Traveler
Just in sight for the moment.
Wanted it or perhaps didn't,
Wasn't so casual but neither too urgent.
It's a journey to reach somewhere,
Just to reach somewhere else.
Temporary it is, all I am gonna get is
The time I spent.
Final destination exists.
I have given up the hope.
I am the traveler,
I just don't have to stop.
World don't walk with you,
Learnt it the hard way.
I was the one to stand by my side
Even the mirrors were taken.
She came and I saw love,
She defined the hope and life.
But was snatched away
And I was broken.
Gathered the pieces and again I started.
Understood what they mean when they say cold hearted.
Walking parallel,
But still hoping to reach the top.
I am the traveler,
I just don't have to stop.
It's a journey to reach somewhere,
Just to reach somewhere else.
All I am gonna get is
The time I spent.
Time changed But travel didn't.
But it took another bent.
You came,
You loved me, you told me.
I loved you, you knew it.
It was perfect, All that I wanted.
But just matter of time and I blew it.
Stability,
You gave me.
Stagnation,
I felt.
Those unshaded tears
And I didn't melt.
Life offered me joy,
But didn't know how to shop.
I am the traveler,
I just don't have to stop.
Its a journey to reach somewhere,
Just to reach somewhere else.
Temporary it is, all I am gonna get is,
The time I spent.
The pressure was building for ages,
Sorry, you have to be the vent.
Right wasn't I, I knew.
But tired of carrying the guilt.
And When did I say,
I am some priest or pope.
I am just a traveler.
And all I know is,
I don't have to stop.
Wednesday, February 26, 2014
Thinking Of You
Life is Funny
Teri Kami Hai
But My Pen Bitterly Cried
P S I Love You
One Last Try
It's Too Noisy
Wish I Could Turn Back Time
May Be, Someday !
Walked till I slept.
Miles & miles,
& Miles I walked.
Things that didn't matter, the reason I walked.
Things that mattered, couldn't bother I walked.
There were problems to be tackled,
I ran away.
There were people looking into my eyes,
I looked away.
There were friends with hopes,
Showing me a way.
But I had to keep walking,
No reson to stay.
Running away from you,
Or running away from me.
Towards you or don't know where,
I just couldn't see.
Just kept moving on & on.
Running away & away.
But nowhere could I go.
Years it has been, every day I walk.
Perhaps distance and direction always decive me.
Still running away and standing still,
Right where we meet, stay and you leave me.
Can't move on without you.
Walking and waiting, that's all I do.
Atleast come and tell me, which way to go.
Till then I have to keep going, that's all I know.
Not sure you will come and do the talking,
May be someday I will move on,
I have to keep walking.
May be...
Someday...
DooooooooooooooooR
Tuesday, February 25, 2014
I Found ME.
journey was mine.
Few turned away
Few joined in.
I was to keep going,
Perhaps !
Shining sun reflected in the glass.
and no more could I see the mark.
It was turning dark.
You wish to see a thing,
It appears something else.
and what it actually is, you never know.
Forest it appeared,
Desert I got.
All I wanted was a little park.
It was turning dark.
The dark that always scared me.
Lonely I was,
It told me.
I was falling,
but i have fallen before.
I have to rise on my own it reminded me.
No friendly faces but no scary shadows.
A peace there was but no assuring voices.
It was all dark.
No one could I see.
felt like no one there had been.
and there I found ME.

Wednesday, February 19, 2014
The Beginning
In last 5-6 years, i have written many blogs and then one odd day I delete them. But with all those blogs I was trying to pursue something, a story or a theme or something. And I spoiled that in middle every time, so this time I don't make such promises, this time it is purely about me and my perceptions.
So it can be as random as life.
