random thought

When dreams end,
Before life does;
When rain stops pouring,
Before the land is wet.

Earth will look up,
To the sky,
Just like the life,
Counting stars,
In a blue noon sky.

eternal demarcations

Four men started the journey-
East, West, North and South:
Duly named they were,
For, on nothing, they ever did agree.

At the first ray of dawn,
They reached a seamless plain,
Undivided and undisputed;
"Perfect" they said in ironic synchrony.

East had the chains, to mark the land,
West had the tape, to measure it all.
A piece of charcoal, North did carry,
And from a stair's top, South saw it all.

Tore apart, land and its waters.
Island of thoughts, they spawned off.
And left it to men,
To fight over it and die.

"How boring, life has become!"
Said they all, in the same note,
Ironic synchrony strikes again.
Time to divide, it is again.

"Oh the air, is not split",
Said the North, and all did agree.
Set to work they, once again,
With tools of eternal demarcations.

East was in trouble,
To pin the chains in air.
West was worried,
What he will measure.

North had the charcoal,
Drawing lines in air;
And South fell off the stair,
Kept leaning against the air.

"Failure"
They said in synchrony.
"For how will we divide,
That we can could never touch"!!

first blossom

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jagadeesh

first blossom..

The first blossom-
A flower so beautiful;
Like a proud mother,
The plant, shows the world.

Swaying,
In the cradle of wind,
Dancing,
To the drops of the rain.

Oh flower,
How beautiful you are!

The blind man's path
Crosses the flower's life,
Petals stuck to the sandal's sole,
Walks the man, into the unknown.

Oh flower,
How fragile you are!!

mellifluous rainbow

The bird which had no name,
Comes and sits by my window;
The bird with colourful feathers,
I wake up to see it everyday.

Melodious its song is,
So says the words I've read;
For me who is deaf,
Song is a ripple, waiting for the stone!

When came voice, into my life,
I waited for the rainbow;
For the seven notes of music,
That never my sky had painted.

I sat by the window,
Hours and days,
But the bird I've never heard,
Never again came to my window!!

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29/08/2008

hide and seek

Life hides behind time,
And death follows in silent foot steps.
In this game of hide and seek,
You are destined to be found.

Death with its long fingers,
Will reach the dark corner of life.
From behind the veil of time,
Oh life, You are destined to be found!!

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29/08/2008

a no-twist-in-tale story

I know,
Here,
The story ends.

The story of self,
Drama of life.
Thespian art,
I play, but not for a living.

I keep waiting,
To take my final bow,
Your august presence,
In a front row seat.

I'll bow,
To none but you.
And till you are here,
The curtain will not fall.

Isn't it life,
What we all live for?

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15/08/2008