Friday, August 23, 2013

Rainbow

You appeared out of nowhere
curved  the horizon in your hues
embracing eloquence, you redefined beauty
I gazed spellbound, utterly mesmerized
yet mindful of the beauty beyond my grasp
and the illusive realities of the dreams
Yet all the while, your grace spoke in silence
and silently my heart fluttered
I was transfixed, captivated and smitten
my roads became my destination
I wished that illusions defied reality
that some dreams would never break
that’s when you vanished beyond the horizon
I am left staring at the wilderness
I think I have lost my senses again
Will the gentle breeze shake me back to senses?
can I ever regain my composure?

Tuesday, July 30, 2013

Haiku

Unruly thoughts
for all its worth
No failing words

Sunday, May 12, 2013

Cherry blossoms

Spring is here
Cherry blossoms prosper
in careless softer pink
Buds unfurl
Newness burst
So momentous
miseries abandoned
Joyfulness abound
Bees frolic
butterflies dance
In ways of the nature
I hunt for words
to seize the moment
for this spring awakening

Wednesday, May 8, 2013

Poems

Moods sway
Thoughts fade
Words wither
Only poems last

Friday, May 3, 2013

Melancholy

wild thoughts
flooding emotions
invading  vents
deluging
silent innuendos
words linger
devoid of utterance
lacking verses
Peeling dreams

Thursday, May 2, 2013

Haiku


We meet to depart
we depart to meet again
Hasta la vista

Tuesday, January 8, 2013

Bitter but better

Fighting it off ain’t easy
Can’t get you to change your thinking
shall alter my dreams instead
Throw it in the trashes
Ere the bruise deepens
Ere the dust settles
bitter though
yet all the better
for this imperfect heart

Monday, January 7, 2013

in my thoughts

The sun crosses the skyline
Darkness  descends
A wind blows past
The light flickers
The birdsong dies
Everything leaves
Only you stay
in my thoughts

Saturday, December 22, 2012

Esker Realities

Betwixt
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
capricious
wayward
I mull over
all over
the muse at large
I doodle

Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Rue

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

Friday, December 14, 2012

Outlander

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



Smiles
Sweet
and serene
enraptures

blithe life
in blissful
solitude
resounds

symphony
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
unwavered

Tuesday, October 30, 2012

unknown

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

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Geriatric


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