children of the Fall

Like traces of paint,

Red,

Smeared on the fingers-

Pink,

In fall, the maple tree-

Old,

Turns a kid again-

Naughty.

dream: a haiku

Frozen flames;

Put them in a cage,

With my dreams.

PS: Author does not hold copyright to the image. With due regards to the owner of the image

a wait for summer

Days of fall,
Let them drift away,
Like falling leaves,
Carried away by the wind.

Winter,
You are not cold this time,
For my heart keeps warm,
A soul, unperturbed.

O' Spring, leave my wind chimes;
When you make them sing,
I long,
For those foot steps.

On a stallion of time,
I'll ride through the seasons,
In to the summer,
To sweep you off your feet.

PS: Author does not hold copyright to the image. With due regards to the owner of the image.

my striped blanket

The straight lines,
Runs from head to toe,
Wrapping me.

Déjà vu

Traversing a loop,
Crossing the starting point,
When start met the end,
Even the pole star,
Was shining on the south!
Lost in directions,
Even the time stood still..

the journey

Born at sunrise,
I have miles to cover,
Before the day ends,
In ripples of molten gold.

Born at sunrise,
I have miles to cover,
Before I lose,
The last bit of my innocence.

I need to find,
A place secure,
Before this life,
Steals my childhood.

I need to find,
A place secure,
Before my footsteps turn heavy,
And I sink-

Mature!

watching over a sleeping angel

Every time,
You close your eyes,
Every time,
You step into your dreams.

I'll stay awake,
And sit by your side,
Wading your nightmares,
Cherishing your smiles.

When you wake up,
My angel,
Before you spread your wings,
And fly away-

Take a look at me,
And grant me that smile,
Once again!

act II

Dreams,
Colours,
Innocence,
All fade,
In one act-

Of becoming a man!

Based on my photographs here.

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beyond the boundaries

Daze cross,
Distances unknown,
Seeking reflections,
In each other's eyes.

Like whirlpools,
Silence thrives,
Swallowing words,
And then licking its fingers.

In time,
The night melts,
And as dews,
Mornings are born.

Distance,
Time,
And words,
They all fail-

In one eternal love!

I hop away,
From hip-hop.
I hate that crap,
That is called rap.

Filthy words,
And slipping pants;
Swinging hands,
And nonsense rhymes.

You call that-
Music?

valley of flowers

In my lonely road,
I feel a wind that's new.
One that carries,
The sweet scent of a flower.

I follow the smell,
With my eyes closed.
Beyond the wind,
Into the valley of flowers.

There you stood,
Tickling the wind,
In your garden of giggles,
With your fragrant touch.

I stood mesmerized
Jealous of the wind,
Yearning to be kissed,
By that sweet smile of yours.

and i wonder

When you tap
To that mysterious rhythm,
I sit here and wonder,
Who must have taught you that!

When you touch,
Gently on my face,
I stare up and wonder,
Where that chill in your finger tips-
Come from!

And when you leave,
Tear marks on my window pane;
I look beyond and wonder,
What pain you hide behind.

Please,
Let it-
Never stop raining!

silent moments

A thousand words unsaid,

They swirl in the silence

In the space between us.

A thousand seconds fly by,

Melting in the dim light

Of that candle

Dancing to the wind,

Love- ubiquitous.

The whiskey remain,

Half untouched..

Like words

Half unsaid.

We walk away..


Thanks for the chat Supriya leading me to this one. :)

silencing silence

And I killed the silence
With a hum
Of a song,
The lyrics, I never cared about.

Like a shattered glass,
It pierced,
The stillness of silence,
In a million places.

And I found it dead,
Silence, of the lies.

random thought

O Purple hair,
Know that it ain't fair;
You may not wail,
For, I love my pony tail.

No More

The devil in me,
Has shed its evil.
And the fist of mine,
Now seeks no fights.

Green no more,
Is my favourite color;
For no more,
In jealousy I quiver.

Glass full of spirit,
And a soul filled with spirits;
Love no more,
I will, now, find a life!!

Dedicated to all the fools, who love to remain fools, in love- blindly.

bit of time

Bit by bit,
It eats up my time-
Bit vectors!

hippie haiku

Hippie life,
A trance of love; With-
Pot and peace

learning to fly

Miseries and burdens,
What else do they bring?
And every time, I feel-
Why do I need to vent out?

Lies they add,
To the palette,
Of colours,
You paint from.

Wars, they wage
With your emotions.
Burdens,
I got rid of them.

Join me, fly free;
Mankind is better,
When you are there-
Far away, in the sky!!



[PS: The image is not a work of the author. With due credits to the original artist @ http://ccomis.com/]

untitled

The dawn always broke,
Before the story ended.

The nights always heard,
Strides of her foot steps.

In mesmerizing voice she told,
A new story, yet again.

Myths and legends,
Heroes and demons,

Shook the silence,
Of many moonlit nights.

Death clung,
Like a bud;
Waiting to blossom-
To every dawn that passed by.

The dawn always broke,
Before the story ended.

Thousand and one nights went by,
Before,
A story was told,
The world- about her!

A Change of Season

Days growing longer,
Shadows living longer;
Spring is here.
The air around,
Proclaims its arrival.

Wind sheds its chill,
Still,
On a fiery horse,
It rides.

Shaking the trees,
Showering the flowers,
Stealing their fragrance,
The way it rides.

Children play
On the mattress of flowers,
Chasing one,
Stepping on another.

Oh! Beautiful nature,
You never fail,
In letting us know,
The birth of a new season.

symphony

Steps on to the podium,
Takes his bow.
In thin air, his baton draws,
Invisible patterns.

To the first swing,
A breeze plays,
Prelude,
Shivering the leaves.

A brisk move of his baton,
Waves catch up with
A grandeur note,
And then going silent

The prelude over,
Through adagios,
Allegros and allegrissimos
Symphony plays.

Rain comes down,
Playing solo,
To its receding tone,
Birds chirping.

Symphony mesmerizes,
Then as a fugue it plays
Notes of destruction.
Where everything comes to an end.

Alas
When silence plays,
Nothing is heard,
But men, silently weeping.

everything and nothing

Between everything,
And nothing,
There lies,
A silver braid.

Near the horizon, fragile-
Like a crystal bird,
On a thread,
Everything hangs.

All it takes,
Is a sharp edge,
And everything will be lost,
Leaving us with nothing.

Fire

I keep staring
At its unending trance,

Sheets
Of gold,
Cladded
With red beads

Feeling the hug
Of a passion so warm;
Filling my soul
With a million thoughts.

Greed-
I know it lingers,
Behind the golden face;
An appetite, insatiable.