Caution to the Winds

The unknown is so enticing, 

the known so predictable, 

Lucifer thou shall make it difficult. 

But thy knows puncturing cactus' in the deserts 

shall quench my thirst. 

The hot sands burn the soles, 

the loo blowing over my face, 

To go ahead is the only chance, 

looking back gives no respite.

Ride ride the carpet, 

fly away to harms way, 

throw cation to the winds.

Typing in an email, a sms, a report, 

a presentation, a letter ..... 

Time to leave all it behind, 

start afresh, on a plain state. 

Time to move on, 

some things will never go away, 

its okay to say hello to them once in a way, 

Ride ride the horse, 

straddle away to harms way, 

throw caution to the winds. 

It's all never all done for, 

It never all over, 

Time does not wait, 

Never is it constant, 

Moving in the invisible fourth, 

Signifying the only constant - Change. 

Ride Ride the travel machine, 

warp into harms way, 

throw caution to the winds. 

Look around it all in peace, 

You do not need to gather the pieces, 

You do not need to accumulate, 

You do not need to assimilate, 

It is not about being the one, 

We are all perfect, 

the way we are, 

Gratitude and thanks are not the only way.

You run your own path, 

your own free wave. 

Ride ride the tide, 

surf yor way onto harms way, 

throw caution to the winds.

In solitude, you shall reap

It is one of those days,
You get up, wishing you got up to someone,
But you are cursed, aren't you ?
Cursed to solitude.

You stand there, alone on the 13th Floor,
Looking down to see what could have been,
Maybe to also see what would have been,
But to solitude you are confined,
With no real opportunity for regret to reap in.

On some days, your back is strapped to a rope,
On other days, its just probably a free fall,
Sky diving or the bungee, its all just free fall,
A fall you take to free your mind, body and soul.

Cursed they say you are to be alone,
What would they know, everybody hurts, nobody cares,
What would they know, you need to be understood, you need care,
But then cursed is thee to solitude,
All I can do is snigger, know why because I am the MAN.

I need some time off, some time away,
Need to cast away the silly aspersions,
Need to revive myself, break the shackles,
Take with me what I need,
Leave behind all that I don't  care.

Tired of finding meaning in the infinite zilches,
Don't you know my dear friend,
Anything multiplied to zilch is a zilch.

Tired of finding the silver lining in the clouds,
Its time to find the silver instead.

Tired of reading between the lines,
If it had to be there,
Wouldn't it be written between those lines.

Tired of trying to making everyone happy,
Hell ya !!! Why should I be all selfless,
if everyone seems to be selfish.

Solitude is upon you, its there for a reason,
You are too fast, ruthless, brutal, hell ya that's me.
A misunderstanding is always around the corner,
Misunderstood thy shall be.
A catastrophe is at the edge,
In catastrophes shall revel thee.

And its pouring, pouring in different colors,
Pouring, it is in numbers, a 3, a 6, a 9 or even 18,
Perspective seems to pour out with higher numbers,
An alternate perspective is in the mix,
But for all that matters,
what matters is what thy thinks.

It one of those days ,
You enter the room, the kingsize bed awaits you,
But you are cursed, aren't you ?
Cursed to Soilitude .

Wouldn't it be nice ..... If only ..... Precarious mumblings

Wouldn't it be nice to just live life each day with no worry of tomorrow, living each day as though it was your last. 

If you want revenge - forgive, when the other man realises that you have been magnanimous; it's going to hurt like hell to know you have moved on.

To let go off something you think you have figured out, is the hardest when you know letting go would mean letting go of a part of yourself. 

How long can you can you go about thinking about somebody else ... Only to the point where you need to decide between yourself and that somebody else !!! 

No man is an island unless of course the island is filled with all you need- physically, spiritually, mentally and of course emotionally. 

Sometimes you wonder where it all started going wrong. Well it did not really go wrong, it's just that the circumstances changed, priorities got re- assigned. 

The truth is everybody wants to be comfortable, everybody wants to have a comfortable ride. What they never realize is life follows entropy, it's the bumpy ride that counts. 

The mistakes you make in life will always come haunting back. You hurt someone with or without purpose , you will be hurt by someone else with or without purpose. 

The funny thing about love. All that you want from the Person you love from the innermost depth of your heart is - to love you back the same way.

Everybody hurts but never realize when they are hurting you. The more selfless you are, more is the probability of you getting hurt. 

If only you could stop craving for what you do not have, maybe then you would be able to live a pleasant life with what you have.

I am different, I am what I am none the same.

All the tiny tots sit around the table,
Chitting and Chatting away to glory.


And there speeds away the hare,
Yippity Yippity Yap Yap,
Passes by the larvae,
"Oh poor you, feel so sorry for you,
How slow you are, how slow your world evolves".

"What is two and two? "
The tigress says Four.
The Rhino - Twenty two.
"Oh poor rhino, how creative, but its four"
"It shall take time, but you will come about".

"Look at me as I walk majestically,
show off my colorful peacock feathers,
Look at me as I dance in the rain"
"Oh dear me panther,
you of just one color,
Wish you were more than just a monochrome,
How does it feel to have just one color"

Do Re Mi Fa So La Ti, Ti La So Fa Mi Re Do,
Lets get jiggy with it Huh ! Huh !, jigs the nightingale,
Eh ! Mr Owl with eyes like bowls,
What do you ever do with those Binoculars ?
God Bless - Me has none of those

'Are you an insect or better still a fish' asks the beetle
Oh Mr Scorpion, with a tail so high,
But you can neither swim or fly ha ha ,
Oh if only your silence could tringgg !!!
You the meek scorpion would be King !!


With years gone by,
Summers, winters, autumns, and spring,
Paradise is besieged,
invaded by the hyenas and vultures.


And a lone butterfly brings color to the lost land,
As the Rhino fights on resisting the siege with all his might,
The panther leads the way, his color instilling fear,
The owl protects the herd in the nights with her vision,
The scorpion collects enemy information being transparent all night.

Slowly have you evolved,
ever so magnificently adding color to the world,
In time you have come about,
Come about to make sense,
Monochromatic you might  be,
but focus and you will be shown the light,
Muted you maybe,
but what you see is all that matters,
So what if I am different,
I am what I am none the same.

Far away

Sing, Sing, Sing, Sing your heart out,
Sing for happiness till the soul gives out,
Bonfire, laughter and music playing,
A Michael here, a Daler there, stepping up somwhere,
A feeling of far away , ah you know you are better,
Alone, you stand, high, above one and all.

Try Try Try, Try until you succeed,
Resilience, perseverence, dedication is all you need,
You look for solace somewhere in between,
All you get is pain, anger, and nothing that can supersede,
A feeling of far away , ah you know you are better,
Alone, you stand, high, above one and all.

Walk, walk, walk, walk till you come up to nowhere,
Walk the path, path you walked in despair,
A step here, a step there, a journey not so far,
A journey to the unknown, thats the truth beware,
A feeling of far away , ah you know you are better,
Alone, you stand, high, above one and all.

Chatter, chatter, chatter, chatter is all you hear,
A pack of wools, ready to pounce, to make you fear,
Its alright for now , but it all brings out a tear,
You look above and beyond, in search of a seer,
A feeling of far away , ah you know you are better,
Alone, you stand, high, above one and all.

Laugh, Laugh, laugh, laugh till its time for tears,
Laugh on the adversity, only to say its not over,never till its all over,
Free the sorrows from the cage, let laughter tear them to smithereens,
And then the sadism hits you , the feeling closer to the devil,
A feeling of far away , ah you know you are better,
Alone, you stand, high, above one and all.

Feel, Feel, Feel, Feel the fish call you out from the ocean,
Calling you to feel her, please her, carress her,
Love her more than she can hold out to,
Make her feel that that you love her more than anyone else can,
A feeling of far away , ah you know you are better,
Alone, you stand, high, above one and all.



Sing, Sing, Sing, Sing your heart out, 
Try Try Try, Try until you succeed,
Walk, walk, walk, walk till you come up to nowhere, 
Chatter, chatter, chatter, chatter is all you hear, 
Laugh, Laugh, laugh, laugh till its time for tears, 
Feel, Feel, Feel, Feel the fish call you out from the ocean,
A feeling of far away , ah you know you are better,
Alone, you stand, high, above one and all.

Free Me from the shackles of my Desires

Why let yourself go so far, so ahead of yourself

So far that you lose your way back.
Why didn't you hold back,

Back so that it did not hurt so bad.

Why did you not take a step back,

A step backward, back from the quagmire.

Why allow yourself to go tizzy on the top,

allow the brain to reach point no return.

Why run run directly into the fire,

All burnt, burnt to no recognition.

Why dive into the roaring waves,

Waves hurtling you every which way.

Why break break the spirit,

So much so that there are no tears left.

Why expose yourself to all that Sulphur,

Choke choke choke to death you will.

Why lose all the piece of mind,

when you know there shall not be any peace.

Why try when you know very well,

Know very well that you are to fail.

Why try to expect the unexpected,

when you know the unexpected will not happen.

Why give something to someone,

when there is no chance there for her to reciprocate.

Why do you hit against the wall,

You know the blood shall be on your hands.

Why do you call against the mountains,

the best you will ever get is an echo.

Why do you try to melt the stone,

Not all stones turn to gold.

Why do you have the desire to bleed,

knowing that blood shalt be spilt to no avail.

Why embark on a journey to the land unknown,

Unknown lurking with the fear of no return.

Why not take it all out, the body mind and the soul,

Cut me into pieces, throw em' to the dogs, leftovers to vultures.

Why wait for hours for an affirmation,

An affirmation far and remote, which shall never come.

Why wait for it to go away, free me the caged bird,

With amputated legs and hands, let me go away.

Oh so far, just hold back,

A step back, dont get tizzy on the top,

Peace of mind, a mind to be cleared,

Expect the unexpected, dont give anything away.

A land unknown, point of no return.

Take it all out the body mind spirit and the soul.

A wait for affirmation through all the negativity,

Free me, free the caged bird, amputated nonetheless,

Free me free the bird, free from the agony and pain,

And I am going away, far far away,

Free from the shackles of my desires

Mesmerise

Sit back, relax, enjoy,
One moment you are there,
The next moment, you think its all you,
But you are still living, still all alive.\

Drops of water hurtling down,
the smell of the soil,
Religious you are, your beliefs unyielding,
But you willl still be there, still alive.

Sitting off the rocks listening,
Listening to the chatters and cacaphony,
A smile here, a groan there, a yawn somwhere,
Here I stand, Here I am now
Wish I could see those pretty eyes now.
Wish I could see the smile out in a blue moon.

A little girl lurks there somewhere,
With her floppy haired teddys to fade away,
With flowers that wither away,
With a hope of sunlight to make her way.

And the gaze to the oblivion,
To some place far away,
You try to see through, try to find out.
Decipher the thoughts and her ways.

In nneed of a time capsule am I,
To travel faster than the thought,
to know what she wants,
to know what she feels.

Distances to be maintained,
cant be close, not now,
You need the time, seconds, minutes, hours,
Take your time darling now, the future is all mine.

Minutes of joy, sorrow, pain everlasting,
Capturing it to make it everlasting,
Memories to captivate, to enthrall, to mesmerise,
Memories created to be remembered on a later date.

The look into the future,
the photographs of the past,
And walking your way in the present.
Darling you keep me mesmerised.

And Falling in Love is hard on me

I am falling in love,
I am falling in love,
And its hard, hard on me.
Its like a brick that I am crashing into,
Bricks bringing in the tears,
Tears to crush me,
And I am falling here.

I dont know where I am going,
It is a feeling I want,
It is a feeling I need,
I am falling in love,
And its hard on me.

I do not know what I want,
I do not know what she she needs,
I do not know if she feels the same,
No she doesn't or does she,
But I know for sure,
the pain in my heart is crushing,
crushing like the bricks falling over me.

The feeling of love isn't it lovely,
the crushing of bricks is so painful,
the bricks on me are heavy,
Heavier are they crushing on me.
Its hard, harder on my aching heart,
Like Steve said, Falling in love is hard on the knees.

Not a word has she said,
Not a phrase she has uttered,
But all said and done,
Falling in love, its hard on me.

The silence is killing,
The silence is painful,
The silence is killing me,
Like an arrow to the heart,
And I am falling in love,
And its hard on me.

I am falling in love,
I do not know where I am,
I do not know what I want,
the feeling of love isn't it lovely,
Not a word has she said,
The silence is killing,
Falling in love, is hard on me. 

The Place

(If ever it works out, I will probably have something to show for it)

And you walk up the road, at crossroads you find yourself,
What am I to gain if I take this way, What am I to lose if I take that way,
Directionless you seem to be now but only if there was a place,
A place where each of your desire is fulfilled, without a drop of sweat in vain.

As you sit up all night, sipping away the tea to relieve the pain,
Like an ice knife, invisible and melting away into oblivion,
Wish you had a place to heal the wounds thoroughly,
A place where each of your desire is fulfilled, without a drop of sweat in vain.

And you stand there, all alone in summer winter and the rain,
Waiting for a hand to take you away, away into the sunshine,
Into the sunshine to play , to a place where there is no pain,
A place where each of your desire is fulfilled, without a drop of sweat in vain.

And you stand in front of the tunnel, to find the light at the end I dare say,
The Knight in shining armor to straddle you on his horse and take you away,
“ Come, come my dear to me without any fear, Lets go to a place,
A place where each of your desire is fulfilled, without a drop of sweat in vain.”

“ Come, come my dear to me without any fear, Lets go to a place,
Into the sunshine to play , to a place where there is no pain,
Trust me on this one  I am here to stay and take you away to that place
A place where each of your desire is fulfilled, without a drop of sweat in vain.”

The Fear of Silence

( The idea for this Poem was derived from a poem "Fear of the Unknown" by a really good friend of mine, Sloka @ http://slokasays.blogspot.com. Thanks Sloka. Enjoy the read, all of you, and do comment.)

Doors fly open , a lady cartwheeled in a hurry,

A single cry emanates, and the tension dies down,

Enter the world my dear - pure and divine,

Open your eyes , see - first sight,

Next the smell of curry, dal and rice,

Laughters all around, woosh wee, woosh

You are thrown high up in the air

All smiles disappear, you feel the fright

Fear runs through you,

A special someone catches you in mid flight

Its orange up in the sky,

It shall turn blue and then black

all that shall remain is moonlight,

You thrust yourself into the sea

Trying to surge through the waves

Show her the tricks, your board can play

Thou and thee shall thus play

And then she engulfs you,

The silence takes you, crushes you, in its fold

A special someone hurls you, in the night, all cold

Short Cuts and Long cuts make your life,

An alley you need to cross,

crookedness all the way

Not a soul in sight,

Except for the one eyed rot,

All rotten he is,

with a beard and a knife.

Lost are you - you need to find the way,

The fear makes you whisper asking for the way,

A special someone points the direction with a knife's sway

Your watch ticks nine,

The reservations are all in line,

Out steps a lady in RED,

Looking all drop dead,

Escorted she is to your table,

Gracefully is she then seated,

Wine for two, sparkling red,

A question is aksed,

The fear prompts you to,

The special someone wears it on the index,

And all you can hear is - "I do".

A place to stay you have built,

A generation to carry on - created,

A safety deposit filled to the brim,

A lady love who has hanged on to you,

In happiness, sorrows and for every day,

The Last day that you spent in office

All that you needed to leave behind,

All those you needed to say goodbye,

The fear makes you feel like an empty tray,

The special someone brings coffee to start a new day.

Strips of tablets, bottles of the elixir,

Glucose dripping through you at length,

Oxygen seeping through the mask on your mane,

A single stroke - a punch is all it takes,

Flashes of all that you have done,

Flashes of all that you could have done,

Friends family and all that is dear,

Cars money and all that you cant take away,

The Silence shows you your last sights

A special someone holds you tight on your heavenly flight.

The Fear of Flight,

The Silence in the Night,

The Fear of the Question,

The Silence in the Answers,

The Fear of the Empty,

The Silence of the Full,

It is the fear that starts it all,

It is the silence that ends it.

The Fear of Silence defines What Remains.

A Requiem to my endless desires

Clarity of thought - uncluttered , unencrypted, free,

Devoid of plastic - tangible, dispensable, breakable,

Real not just sight but by touch smell and voice.

Salutations to Lucifer and his twin fathers,

I seek a clear tangible, real uncluttered mind.

Threads of carbon fibre - hard and of a single color - black,

Reinforced with steel - Tensile , malleable and ductile,

Intertwined together - cohesive strong and unbreakable.

Salutations to Lucifer and his twin fathers,

I seek friends made of composite fibre,

Sparkling drops of water - un-chlorinated, non toxic,

The scent of flowers - blooming, unadulterated with smoke,

The feel of the earth - unvulcanised, untreated.

Salutations to Lucifer and his twin fathers,

I seek a sparkling, scent filled, untreated world.

A laughter to clear the moods - lively and flowing,

The smell of flowers - mesmerizing, intoxicating.

A spark in the dark sky- a touch, a sensation.

Salutations to Lucifer and his twin fathers,

I seek a life - lively, intoxicating and sensational.

Love flowing - river like and unending,

Voice creating melancholy- sweet and assuring,

Lips - a taste notwithstanding - pure and divine.

Salutations to Lucifer and his twin fathers,

I seek a woman to give me love - pure sweet and divine.

Salutations to Lucifer and his twin fathers,

I seek a world untreated.

A mind tangible and real

I seek a life intoxicated with,

a woman's love - pure sweet and reassurimg.

I provide to you a requiem,

A requiem to my endless desires.

An ode to Obscurity

Walking down the alley, you find a coin;

The optimist in you says “Its a 9”

The pessimist in you says “6”.

Well the answer my dear friend-

Its a 6 in HELL and 9 in HEAVEN.

And it dawns upon me,

What if in reality – God was evil, the Devil all good,

You would be doing good all your life,

And focus on knocking it right reaching Heaven;

Only to find to reach there – All you needed to do was evil.

Perception I dare say,

Was the devil’s creation,

To keep you nearer to God;

Away from Lucifer – Thy father.

An oasis in the middle of the desert,

Or just a mirage clouding your mind,

An hourglass of a woman walking your way,

Or just alcohol affecting you every which way.

And then mind’s floodgates open,

Illusions were the handiworks of the Gods and

The devil defined all that is real.

Vanity, Lust and fear – the gift of the Gods,

Sex, money and Tears – the gift of the devil , my dear.

Perception I dare say,

Was the devil’s creation

To keep you nearer to God;

Away from Lucifer – Thy father.

A drop of blood, holistically pure,

A fuel to life and Imagination,

A drop of tear emotionally endured,

A concoction of angst, fury and pain.

A drop of the metabolically clear,

Without the disposal of which , death would be near,

A drop of white , nectar divine,

Creating a new parallel universe.

And the realization strikes,

The nectar of the Gods – was the blood of the evil,

So much so that the blood of the Gods

Cannot keep me away from the evil,

Carcinogenic it is – spreading rapidly,

Bringing me nearer to Lucifer and his ways.

Perception I dare say,

Was the devil’s creation

To keep you nearer to God;

Away from Lucifer – Thy father.

An urge to be unique – holds you in raptures,

An original idea, as Nash had it, is what the heart desires,

Steal the ‘steal’ from the stolen, make it yours to show to the world,

Packaging the key my good friend, presentation will take you all the way.

And then the grey cells are awakened,

Are the fables of Tolstoy any true

Or just the imaginations of the insane mind,

A mind which did not see the good in all that is evil.

A mind which did not perceive that to be good you needed to be eveil.

Perception I dare say,

Was the devil’s creation

To keep you nearer to God;

Away from Lucifer – Thy father.

The 9 , the mirage , the lust, the vanity –

Gifts of God to you, my dear.

The 6, the alcohol, the sex, the fables –

The anxieties of Lucifer and father - the devil

Two faces of the same coin they seem to me –

Perception I dare say,

Was the devil’s creation

To keep you nearer to God;

Away from Lucifer – Thy father.

In a single stretch of imagination.

Whistling in the woods, singing in the rain,
Thy shall call for thee, call out in vain.
One kiss was what Noyes wanted for his man on the highway.
Through blood agony and the love of god the man sway.
A futile wish to be together and hold his way.
Forbiddden love unyielding unrelenting, not a penny's worth.
If only one had the heart to tell Noyes of love in the world today.

I see the world around me,
clean, sensible and uncluttered.
Its perfect, the grass is green ,
the sky is blue, the clouds are white,
the leaves are green and my shadow black.
The colors are in place as they should be.

Diving deep into my thoughts,
Its all up here in the colors,
the leaves - a perception , a paradigm , a thought process.

All my senses in place,
taking it as it comes my way.
I breathe in unfazed, unaltered.
Sustenance is a part of me,
Simulations/ Stimulations are a part of me,
I am ready to live with - I cant live without.

And then it rained, drops of water all over me,
The sunlight falls on the droplets on the leaves,
the light reflects through the clouds,
A spectrum on the leaves and a rainbow in the sky.

In a single stretch of imagination should I say,
Imagination seems to concur with reality,
And it dawns , reality dawns - enlightenment,
the concocted mixture is the only thing real.

As I close my eyes to wonder,
I wonder to wonder,
If my mind could wander,
through the realms of the spirits,
through the realms of emotions,
through the realms of confusion,
to help the truth hold its way.

A tinge of thought, a drop of water,
a speck of dust, a touch is all it takes.
for the surreal to become real.
A touch, a kiss, a fragrance, one word
One arms length is encompassed
between the mind - the center of simulations
and the heart - center of emotions.

A candle burning, the waves harping away,
A sunset in sight, a moon rise on the way,
An arms length has been encompassed,
Simulations are part of yesterday,
Emotions shall hold its way.
Close your eyes Darling,
Its time for change - Paradigm shifts today.