Wrath of angry Gods

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The waves broke

crashed all lines

untold

all hell broke loose,

ere the eyes winked

the water

thicker than blood

swept through homes

its tentacles

soaring

touched the skies

engulfing buildings

cars, trains, lives

everything

giant fireballs rose
into the face of death

birds fled from their trees

but not humans

devoid of any escape

sought safety on rooftops

waved white scarves in vain

as houses swayed and tumbled

like castles of sand

cars floated on roof tops

ships overturned like toys

into the sea,

never to be seen again

the world watched

the whirlpool of destruction
in horror 
helplessly

stunned, shaken

the blows of death 
was never more cruel

never more menacing

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and now,

huh

the waves have rolled back

lifeless rubble remain

cars and planes strewn 

the debris of destruction

only the oblivious silence looms

Grief stricken sights 
all around
of

broken dreams

shattered lives

fallen tears

of a once  beautiful world

crumbled

at the wrath of angry gods 

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Unkind cut

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Dreams shattered,

like a glass,

all too abruptly,

all so suddenly,

into a thousand pieces,

a woeful predicament!

that never occurred

in my  wildest imagination.

I tried putting together

the shattered pieces in place

but all in return,

the fragments cut,

a thousand times,

deeper than any knife,

and my heart bled.

The frozen feelings,

The wilting smile,

The confronting looks,

Those dagger stares

all tells me the tale,

I like to hear the least.

Apologies find difficult

on your lips;

though you played foul.

This forlorn heart,

pampered by your affections,

now bleeds in farce absurdity,

thoughts plunder,

a  shaken torment

of your deception.

You meant it or not,

the scar is there to remain,

a parting gift

of an unkind cut.

Impermanence

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Life is uncertain

Who knows what tomorrow holds

Live in the moment

exagerated intoxication

Exchanges

of numerous

text messages

of pleadings

and refusals

of dreams

and realities

of hurts

and forgiveness

of forgetting

and moving on

of connections

and disconnections

of kuches

and sungches

of being dead

and living again

of good words

and winning souls

of dissolving

and staying strong

of loving

and missing

of robbing words

and fading figures

are the realities

of the dreams

born in

exaggerated intoxications.

ara

A cup of ara

wets me and drowns my sorrows

Cheers! Thank you a lot

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I do not know

How I should forget you

But certainly I must

if that is what you desire

I will expunge all connections

Efface  all evidences

of our bonding

I will cherish the silence

But please pardon me

I cannot erase your thoughts

off my memories

and your smiles will resonate

even in the darkness

Au revoir

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My friend walked away

and I simply kept watching

I kept standing there
with a bleeding heart

unable to do anything

I did not say anything

For even if I had the say

What would I have said?

When you meant to go

You mean it anyhow

Lend me a smile

If we ever bump  into each other again

Somewhere around life’s corner

Taste of life

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I sit on a cold bench
staring at the ocean in front
roaring in all its vastness
the angry clouds tear
its wrath to dismal tidings

I embrace the loneliness

in lurking silence

seeking a healing touch

and a blessing sight

I close my eyes to darkness

my thoughts wander far away

in betraying tears

amidst crashing dreams

and beautifully broken promises

I feel  a taste of life
I force another smile 

Bon voyage

Walk the paths I have trodden

I have tested it only for you

Tread on the paths with softened care

Roses and thorns lie strewn everywhere

Fear not to tread on the impaling thorns

Nor be happy to step on the tempting roses

Learn to stride all paths just the same

Indifferent to happiness and sadness

Be not fatigued by the voyage run

Nor be weary of the steps yet ahead

Cherish the life’s race in humble stride

And look back in candid thankfulness

For its just once to run the life’s race

With the choice of two roads to take

Do not falter in the choices you make

You cannot undo the journey done

Grapple the storms mired to stall your way

Stand up to temptations leading you astray

Tread on with the eloquence of a flowing river

for the cherry blossoms of the happy ending sail

The reflections of your emblazoned dreams

shall render me the endless reasons to smile

to grace your footprints in the sands of time

Bon voyage, my sons, may you tread on my dreams well

The unsung melody

colour-pencils.deviantart.com I met your friend the other day She reminded me about us all the way She had so much about you to say So much about my letters making your everyday And the cherished moments of yesterday When there was  happiness in every way But somehow, somewhere along the way Your faith and mine too started to sway and our relationship somehow gave its way and we drifted apart and sailed faraway Now often when on my couch I lay It strikes me if I could once again replay those wonderful moments of yesterday and make it happen yet another  day But alas! what remains there for me to say You have yours and I have found my way and together we cannot bind our stay No matter how much i might pray There never will come that day You have your family you can't betray and I've my love, I can't go astray Love is a game for two to play but undestined, Destiny just took it away yet while it lasted, it was good any way

Alone again

She came

as promised

she called

as she stood

at the gate

inviting me

into her arms

I showed myself

but

from a distance

She signaled

an invitation

But I couldn’t go

She stood there

perplexed

unable to understand me

and my intentions

for my calling

and the failing

I waved her a bye

and left her

standing still

and now I am

all alone

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The last song

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I was flying

in the clouds,

adrift

directionless

off track

a lost soul

in the vast eternity

fighting

the sturdy winds

trying to tear  me down

my frail wounded  wings

craving

for a hearth  to perch

I was almost falling

when you came forth

with an open heart

extending  your arms

You took me in

I nested

I rested

I felt warm

you nursed

my wounded wings

suckled me

back to health again

and
I reclaimed myself

I have regained my health now

I can sing my songs anew

I must go now

I must return

to the clouds

on the yonder horizon

to be flying again

high and low

though

the unfriendly clouds

may cast me away

the winds may

tear me down again

yet I must

set forth my flight

For I do not belong here

This is not my place

My place is elsewhere

I hope you understand

whimsicalities

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I sat next to you

in the meadow

in  the winters  sun

basking in your company

was so much fun

occasionally peering

into your mind

reading your thoughts

I analyzed your words

between the lines

for the depth of reasons

of some far fetched

distant dreams

and I get caught

unawares

in the coils of your

whimsicalities

and my head spins

needlessly 

Blowing bubbles

I regaled

running about

in joyful madness

for the pleasure

of blowing bubbles

oblivious

of the acquaintance

crumbling

noiselessly down

the naked  truth

mocks

at my countenance

huh!

mysterious are

the ways of life

that weighs me

by my own sins

tormenting me

with absurdities

and now

shadows creep

of the past

over my heart

gone desolate

ah!

off with my story

I shall pause

my chain of thoughts

and just let

my poetic sentiments

flourish

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Dewdrops

The dew drops

on the blades

of wintry grass

are not mere drops of water

Its

the gift of the night

the glory of the dawn

the onset of

yet another day

Crestfallen

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Rainbows vanished

mighty tides ebbed

You are gone too

without any last words

Thoughts mar my soul

Silence mocks at my visage

Darkness looms

though dusk is yet to fall

I question the reality

as I seek the truth

I doubt my choices

I chase your voices

Am I bamboozled

For my blokeish ways

For the bore that I am

or the idiocy of a dimwit

I vent my thoughts

I squeeze out my words

I barter my emotions

For a piece of poem

Save me my plight

Show up to my  delight

Lest some hard lines flow

As I lay crestfallen

sans You

I am still the rainbow
sans the hues

I am still the food
sans the taste

I am still the night
sans its darkness

I am still the day
sans its glory

I am still the stars
sans its twinkle

I am still the moon
sans its eclipse

I am still the sun
sans its radiance

I am still the bird
 sans its chirps

I am still the song
sans the melodies

I am still me
sans YOU

Sweet nothings

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I have been
glued to my sofa
for hours on end now
my eyes weary
still gazes at the screen
my fingers numb
pecks the letters
I dillydally
I  murmur
my  sweet nothings

albeit
distanced by realities
and dissociated by veils
I have known you
understood you
felt you near
and felt your feelings too
seen your happiness
and your smiles
even your  wrath at times
the vastness of your thoughts
the verbosity of your expression
the verity of your affections
the warmth of your heart
and the depth of your love
all through your  words
that transports me
to some unknown realms
of  magical dreams
Shall I call it
a paradise of love?

Good night

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Suddenly
you declared
in the midst of our tete a tete
that you needed
to retire for the night
and you bade me
good night

I wished that you stayed
a little longer
that we prolonged
we nattered
and whispered
our  sweet nothings
for some more time
but you have errands to run
and tasks to be done
you had to rise early
I could not ask you to stay
I bid you good night
though
my heart was unwilling

Sleep eludes me now
thoughts keep me awake
the night is still young
and I am all alone
the songs carry on
I stare
dejectedly
into the dark night
darkness engulfs me
un-invitingly
my thoughts wander
my life is paused
have I lost the moment?

Never mind
i comfort myself
I will look ahead
for a better tomorrow
to relive our sweet nothings
I say my prayers
I lie down
close my eyes
my thoughts  still wander
I count the sheep
I toss and turn
and
zzz...

Museless musings

No ponderings off late
Life is quite slow in its gait

No hues I see in the rainbow
Life is sans its aesthetic  glow

No charm I behold  in the heavenly realms
Nor grandeur in the gentle rippling streams

No meanings in the twists of the life’s tale
Nor serenity in the soft blowing gale

No blend of lyrical chords to sing
No flights of fantasy on its wing

No melody in the nightingale’s song
No making out what is right and wrong

No thoughts can I weave into verse
Huh, the burden of these muse less curse

My inner musings are dolefully down
My mood mutated from frolic to frown

Huh, is the poet within  me dead?
Have we our goodbyes aptly said?

Broken dreams

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Cigarette buds

empty bottles of booze

and broken dreams lie strewn

Here, there, everywhere

Like the fallen wintry leaves

Discarded, forgotten forever

Why hit the bottle?

Why puff away the life?

Why tune some unsung songs?

I don’t know, I own no riposte

I was customized to life’s proclivities

even before realization dawned on me

Lending ears to the fading songs of a wind chime

I chased the rainbows in a mirage

Never realizing that peace was a fugitive indeed

I fell in love with a silhouette on the horizon

I nurtured these fragile oblivious dreams

only to let it slither, only to let it fall apart