Saturday, December 22, 2012

Esker Realities

the alluring dreams
and the pressing realities
life sways precariously
in volatility
Darkened by inhibitions
of confusions and betrayals
Speed breaking bumps
pull me down
through potholed paths.
Life hangs on a tether
of callous emotions
and pervading thoughts
discarded and dissolved
in expensive smiles
and frozen tears.
Souls drudging
to shallow emptiness
and yet I must sync
my mental state of being
I climb up, step by step
enticed by the dreams
Bound by the realities
Pacing my karmic stride
to esker realities

Friday, December 21, 2012

poetic graffitti

The pen gazes
at the sheet
plain and bare
stray thoughts loom
as I brood to write
the line squiggles
thoughts wander
ceasing oftentimes
I mull over
all over
the muse at large
I doodle

Tuesday, December 18, 2012


Teardrops in the eyes
Nothing but a fallen heart
What more is there?

Friday, December 14, 2012


Anonymity is my garb
Vagabond my personage
Faceless is my being
Outlander my name
mysterious are my ways
in guise of curiosities
and  heartless facades
Like a passing shadow
I am doomed to fade
cannot  unmask the mask
cannot star gaze your hopes
banish me to vanish
if ever I mar your dreams

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

blithe life

and serene

blithe life
in blissful

to the heart
in silence of
puckered emotions

Tuesday, November 27, 2012

Flame at the wick

Let disputes die
Disasters perish
Coldness calm down

May luck transcend
Good vibes follow
and joyful aura

For every streak
A flaming spark
Lighten the trails

May dreams see
darkness subdued
and radiance gleam

And all through
May the flame at the wick
flare and flourish

Tuesday, October 30, 2012


the silhouette
knows not
the clouds floating
and yet afar
and I
a bystander
look on

Tuesday, September 18, 2012


Gout torment  the geriatric
leaning on his walking stick
strained by a tottering pace
his back bent with years spent
the grey locks has its tales to tell
and the wrinkles on the brow
his shadow is a mere specter
of the frail frame he wears
bereft with the failing senses
he dodders on in senility
reminiscent of his salad days
beckoning from the yesteryear
He treads on his final leg
down the life’s last lane

Monday, September 17, 2012

cold hands

never to fall apart
for aeons to hold your hands
and  now your hands are cold

Saturday, September 15, 2012


We are 
hard at work
for ever and evermore
The hands of time never stop
The wheels of life must run
on and on
at all times
in perpetuity
from dawn to dusk
from cradle to grave
pursuing verities
of sweet nothings
A paradox
of life wedged
in the coils of realities
We scurry on
till we exist no more

Monday, September 3, 2012

Poetic parturition

In the familiar urges of the mind
the musings of my heart tweaks
from the slumberous thoughts
that often evade the pensive vent
shapes the melody of the words
woven in eloquence of expressions
of rustling leaves and chirping birds
the unsung melody of wind chimes
the unchained beauty of rainbows
the crush for the charming face
the pains of the broken dreams
the joyous moments of happiness
and the saddened verities of life
vents out for a poetic parturition

Tuesday, August 21, 2012

Sans poetic Sense

My  blog has gone  awry
All this while
sans the well timed posts
nonsensical though
yet endearing
to the poet

But I am not dead
i am still alive 
and somehow kicking

Poorer in thoughts
I am now bereft of the muse
So strange for a poet
words fail me
as  life tweaks

I strive hard
I strive against
and yet
can't maintain
the deft balance
I fear 
If I should
ever loose
my poetic sense

Friday, July 13, 2012


you rebuke
i don’t trust you
i am sorry
i can not
i don’t trust myself

Saturday, May 12, 2012

place perfect

I know a place
so quiet
with no one around
where I can sit
all alone
at full ease
in total  privacy
solitude aplenty
and vent
my pent up strains
so naturally
so freely
there is no place 
better than a toilet

Tuesday, May 8, 2012

absorbe dans mes reflexions*

image credit: self
vastly useless
i am lodged in idleness
in chambre exquisite
at Le Meredien

TV plays on
as hours tick by
boredom upsets
i yield to loneliness

solitude beckons
curiosities tickle
thoughts dwindle
with the waves
rising and falling
my poetic nerves

i sit down
to collect my thoughts
i wish you were here as well

* collecting my thoughts

Sunday, May 6, 2012

Le Meredien

image credit: self
Horizon vast
sky overcast
heaven pours
cats and dogs
ocean is roaring
tides rising
waves explode
breeze whispers
palms tremble
fishermen return
tourists run indoors
in bitter memories
i observe it all
at Le meridian

Monday, April 2, 2012

Sailing in your thoughts

I catch the songs
those merry tunes
in wondrous joy

I behold her
in svelte grace
So far way
in shut eyes

I adore
the moment
blissfully heaven
my musings rush

I fly
iridescent heights
and velvet skies
all through
I sail on
in your thoughts

Friday, March 23, 2012


image source: self
You say
You want to comeback
that I take you in

will you feel at home?
my heart is pretty much
in a bad shape
since the day you left
despite my wailings
You know it well
It is not as it used to be
It never were
things haven’t been
in  a good shape
Will things ever be?

Tuesday, March 20, 2012


up in the firmament
the lone moon is dancing
the myriad stars
twinkle in glory
clouds are escaping fast
over the horizon
the clear blue sky
is stretched
far and wide
winds rustle
trees sway
time ticks
as I stare
into darkness
into oblivion
scorched by regrets
tumbling in absurdities
at my own oddities

Sunday, March 4, 2012

Hating tears helplessly

I hate tears
but what can I do
I can’t stop them
I can only let it flow
through the voids
of my desolate heart
Water my agony
till it dries up
my parched world

Thursday, March 1, 2012


I tarried in the nook
waiting to hear you speak
but you will not
No words shall come
out your tight lips
You are mute
only silence bellows
so unbreakable
no frail attempts

Never mind
the silence
I shall seek solace
in the whispers
of unspoken words
to depths unknown
I shall savour
the trivialities of life
in silence
sans solace

Saturday, February 25, 2012

Yet again

You are gone
yet again
like the rainbow
on the yonder horizon
leaving me
utterly nonplussed

It’s hard to sync
life with days
when pushed back
to abandonment
and loneliness
yet again

Thoughts explodes
out of control
as life desists
in paused moments
and frozen times
Loneliness bites
bitter sensations
from  your  going

and its hard
yet again
as always
as ever
in fact harder
this time

I  am left staring
for your return
though I know
you have just left