A Prison Without Walls

A prison without walls

Neither goes a day nor a night

Ever I had forgone to forget

For no any respite at sight

From horrors of heart I regret

Far and free from ties that bind

Invincible to escape them in vain

The invisible strings in my mind

Strangling me in gloom and pain

To shake them off hard I tried

Oblivion of their lingering cast

Failing to triumph loud I cried

As they creep from a callous past

With Misty eyes bleeding tears

Reciting ballads of gushing sorrow

For nothing can allay my fears

Recluse I remain with no tommorow

Stranded alone amidst this ocean vast

Endless thoughts of melancholic falls

For no where to go forever they last

I languish in this prison without Walls...

A REASON FOR TREASON

 

A Reason for Treason

A serene dawn awakes at the horizon

Bringing forth the sky a dazzling Sun

As the silver moon hushed to move on

Leaving me alone for an amused one

Bright day though got me a sticky trail

A rather hilarious and mute companion

When came above a dark cloudy veil

It vanished quickly far beyond oblivion

As I chuckled to shrug off with a grin

Thinking I could get away with a smile

Battering hopes barged in a bleakly grim

As the smirk walked away in a while

I chugged along with it as a gloomy pair

Believing deep it would forgo me never

Tears gushing down my cheeks in despair

And the murk distanced me forever

With aplomb I had my wisdom to bank

Unaware of an iota it left me to forget

I sighed lonely in silence to tank

With no life left to ponder and regret

This is a game beyond reason

For there is no fair trial for Treason.....

The Virtual Reality

        The Virtual Reality

I stare with awe the azure skies
For a momentous serenity to seize
Beyond the sight of curious eyes
To envision a hidden elegance to please

I listen to the rythmn of swaying breeze

In quest of a whisper swirling in silence

Traveling discreetly for eons with ease

To decipher the calling of a queer parlance

I inhale the scent of the humus fizzle

The essence of all life on and oblivion

Rising to enchant post the first mizzle

To find my place in the eternal pavilion

I strolled on stark the lush green lawn

Tasting the lustrous drops of melting dew

Cuddled in the warmth of the waking dawn

To quench the thirst of destiny I never knew

Farther from expression and encryption

Dwells a triumph of sanity to discover

Often ignored in haste and haze of Vanity

Lies secluded a heaven of virtual Reality...

A Penance of Wisdom

   A penance of wisdom

Above the canopy of the endless sky

Brighter than shoots of evergreen peaks

Those noble ideals of your virtues lie

As the dazzling sparkle of laurels speaks

With a heart vast than the deepest seas 

 You strive to skim out priceless treasure

 For there's nothing that can appease

 As our prosperity is your only pleasure

Desparate gloom as the time presents

Yet stand tall by your conscience call

To illuminate our lives to lofty ascents

Unfazed and down by the callous fall

Lives blossom by your sheer presence 

For yours isn't a sojourn for elite stardom

But an era to preach this subtle essence

With your divine penance of wisdom

WINGS OF TWILIGHT

WINGS OF TWILIGHT


ATwilight dazzled on a hazy dawn

Past the clouds of gloom to spread

To bloom the farthest bud in the lawn

Chose you it's mighty wings instead

Sprout in us the little shoots of hope 

Buried deep in the humes of ignorance

Gaily n gently us you nurture to cope

With a smile of warmth all our defiance

You put us to test with a heavy heart

To empower us see the brightest sight

For we stand firm n out we stand apart 

Courageous through the darkest night 

As you exhaust all to glimmer at dusk

With a grin of delight cloaking the pains

Yet to linger in us with enthralling musk

As a triumph of erudice in the vast plains

Animating your virtuous greens of values

To enshrine your trail to glory in the wild

For we climb and rise along its sinews

To cherish the ideals as your little child

The Eternal Theodre

The Eternal Theodre

The Sun shines bright every dawn

As the buds sparkle with lustrous dew

Above the rivers and lush green lawn

For he yearns to see the smiling you

Let time and space prise us far apart

Yet I linger around alike a silent breeze

Forever to enshrine you close to my heart

While you just ponder of me with ease

As I smirk over our squabbles of the past

 When you gloated on those loony tussles

Of those priceless times that memoirs cast

 As the chimes of wind your giggles bustle

How queer to spell for it’s a tongue twister

The bond you share as a sweet little sister!!.....

A quarrel I would always lose to win...A giggle I would always want to linger ...A bond I seldom comprehend..and a gift I would ever want...Sister!!!!

PURSUIT OF PURPOSE

PURSUIT OF PURPOSE

I arose in the lofty summits of the world
Awakened from the dormant callous cold
To explore my esoteric self as life unfurled
I embarked on a sojourn, vibrant and bold

Down the rocky boulders as me they tore
I twirled and tumbled into the vast plains
Enlivening the blossoms along the shore
I drained to sprouts along the stoic terrains

Withering into a nebulous mist and dust
I drifted along the winds as mettle abates
Reaching the poor soul that lays to rust
I drizzle to quench his thirst that awaits

Bewildering to the very iota that I foresee
I sprint along the ridges and ravines deep
Reaching at last the abysmal endless sea
I leap above with all might to a lofty creep

Craving a certain win to scale it all high
Oblivion of my fall with every spring
Breathing a sigh of regret in campaign
For mine is a pursuit of purpose in vain...


                We all often muddle and slosh through testing tribulations in this sojourn in pursuit of our destiny to seek our purpose.. yet the destiny might be a chagrin and despair for all the endeavours we made in the past...which brings us to a presumption "Is destiny  just an impetus to propel us  embark on this wonderful sojourn which is the true essence of life.? Is the quest for the right direction or destiny the true pursuit of purpose?" Who knows !

THE CASCADE OF THE WORLD

THE CASCADE OF THE WORLD

The elixir of life gallops down the stream
 Rushing n gushing from a lofty height
 Casts a magic spell queer as in a dream
 Into a trance to delve at its very first sight

 As it tumbles down it scatters and drizzles
 Frolicking alike a frenzy dalliant little fawn
 It dances to the tunes of breeze that whistles
 On to the lush green laurels of the rocky lawn

 As it flies on the wings of the herons flung wide

 Embrace it round with open heart as you near
 Unleashing your spirits to rise high and  glide
 Enthralled to the music it plays to tickle the ear

 Live the moment drenched in the lustrous drain
 Unlike an other day of life you ever had again.....

THE BEAST

        THE BEAST

Deep within my abysmal heart to reside
Nurtured along virulence & vice a while
Lays hidden a callous savage to preside
Lurking beneath a calm treacherous smile

Not the soothing drizzles of love & trust
Revive the budding shoots of its hopes slain
But the gushing floods of loathe and lust
Ameliorate the wounds of excruciating pain

Haunted by shadows of its memoirs cast
Grieving its past with a repugnant roar
For it vows to avenge the heinous outcast
Calling upon the allies of chaos and furor 

Sporting a sharp gaze of ferocious leer
Its beats of thumping heart beckon rancor
Emanating thunders of surmounting fear
As the cowards flee into havens of succor

Not so long as the virtuous strings dismount
Unleashing the brute to pounce upon with rage
The derisive laughs of oppression that surmount 
Blown off to torched dust in its fiery umbrage

Embarking a feral carnage of bloody comb
Bestows storms of annihilation and doom
Daunting it stands atop melancholic tomb

With no refrain it wreaks havoc and gloom

To taunt my mild attire you shouldn't dare

For I am a lethal beast you better beware.

 All the good and the evil in the world is within thyself.Thou shall find it as thou seek.Blessed is the one who is aware of impostors both and holds'em alike and if oblivious yet thou better beware for thou shall succumb to its flares of rage..

THE LOST IDENTITY

       THE LOST IDENTITY

I wish to ask the gushing stream
 Why fade thin into a foggy one
 And vanish like a twilight dream
 In the umbra of the sparkling sun

I wish to ask the shining moon
 Why lose thy convivial luster
And retreat midst a sunny noon
With thy chums of starry cluster

I wish to ask the dazzling morn
Why turn grim to a stormy gloom
And cloak thyself in a fluffy yarn
Of dark clouds from a magic loom

I really wonder if it's a price to vie
Paid hard to enshrine their sanctity
Whence stay low thence spurt high
Redeeming their glorious lost Identity


We all live in a constantly capricious world where one prefers to vie than to vouch.Learn from the nature to enshrine self for thou shalt strike when the time is ripe in this battle of existence and effervescence....

THE ASCENT OF LIFE

THE  ASCENT OF  LIFE

Two long flight of  lustrous stairs
Converge far onto a lofty gallery
For the enigma within that bears
What lies beyond  a queer mystery

One with a velvet red fast and low
For I can gallop many above in a go
Other of a silky blue steep and slow
While I scramble along to make it so

Oblivion of the fact that I was told
Should I reach the coveted place high
Wouldn't see a better world to unfold
When I pause for a breath deep sigh

Fearful of the sight of a deadly fall
From where as both these would take
Yet I decided to go with slow and tall
With no reason as a choice to make.

As I would say with glee and gay
Not the haunts of failure and strife
But memoirs of triumph which stay
In this sojourn of the ascent of  life



 ....We often do take different paths in life  to reach different destinations only to find that not the destiny but the path to destiny is the true essence and how stoic the destiny and how tiresome a journey be all we care about is the triumph in the ascent of life...What an irony...

P.S. Dedicated to Robert Frost....

AN ILLUSION

           AN  ILLUSION

 In a world that is as good as real

Charming alike an infant's smile

I'm filled with  great zest and zeal

All like a trance just in a while

I let go off those binding strings

That entangle and estrange me

And fly high on the angel's wings

With those enchant and enthral me

Embellished with evergreen lawn

Humming zephyr with magpie crew

Nourished by a everglowing dawn

Its like a wish that just came true

Although I know all this is a lie

As they all  just appease and tease

I never reasoned this flaw as to why

For I envisaged to find inner peace

As delight to those I care and love

I delve deep in this chimera forever

Cloaking my eternal pain with above

Dormant in a dream to awake never

Lingering around this stark allusion

I embrace this wonderful illusion.......

Illusions aren't delusions that misguide you but also those which give you respite and blossom smiles on your beloved.. For you have fooled none but yourself  to seek a haven and make life a heaven to those around who are worth it.....

AU REVOIR

               AU REVOIR

It was a wonderful sojourn to grace

As each other we greet and embrace

With all your cheers of glee I have grown

Yet I bugged you all with a  grumpy frown

As you shrug it off with a hearty smile

Leaving me aback pondering over a while

All the moments were a priceless jewel

Beyond any memoirs of ecstasy to dwell

Any skirmish  we had was more a treasure

For they remind me of our  fun and pleasure

As I clear the flock to brace the sky high

Yet I say this with a deep feeling of sigh

How  callous is this agile capricious time

Oblivion of its presence is grave crime

I bid adieu with a heavy heart and tears

With a vow to stay along for years…..

Its time to move on.....Thank you for every thing L&T

A GRAND LOVE

A GRAND  LOVE


 Ahead of my parents they rejoice
 At the very onset of my voice
Never better had they any mirth
Until the little event of my birth
Nurtured gaily in their cuddled arms
I frolicked like a fawn in the farms
The sounds of my babble and cackle
Would clear any sorrow beyond tackle
Wobbled in their palm with tiny toes
I grew up tall and big into their shoes
Can't pick any of those as a best part
The days I grew close to their heart
 As the callous time that went on
Couldn't believe now they are gone
I move on along with memoirs sweet
Deep in my heart from they greet
Only in order next as they stand
 Second to none in  love so grand...


I really miss my grand parents at this moment in life when see their dreams come true..I couldn't realize how priceless their love was until today when they are no more...Love you grand pa and ma..

THE OBLIVION

THE OBLIVION

Lost deep in the windy roar

Shrills of grief from the core

Swept away in the stormy rain

Tears of gloom from eternal pain

Awaiting eyes exhausted to sight

The sparkling daylight of delight

Scattered far in the blizzard of fall

The shoots of hope beyond recall

All the chimes that winds rhyme

Left behind in the sands of time

As the ballads dwell in the pavilion

Remind my heart  of  the past oblivion.

Many tales untold....tears uncaught...wounds unseen....remain close  to the battered heart and the witness of the nature which played their part in encrypting the feelings beyond exhume....

THE MORNING MIZZLE

   THE MORNING MIZZLE

On my serene stroll in the green lawn
Just before the sparkling crack of dawn
Cuddled by the gentle singing breeze
And magpie chirping along with ease
I gazed with awe at the horizon high
As she gaily descended from the sky
Like a sunrise above the clouds past
A dazzling face midst her tresses cast
Her lustrous smile drifts into a trance
Like a chimera in no dream a chance
Embracing with warmth to her bosom
Like a nurtured bud I bloom to blossom
Before we betroth to leave other never
The callous laws of nature prise forever
With dew abseiling as her eyelids part
She drizzles to grief with a heavy heart
Leaving to her godly celestial abode
Lingers her fragrance as I wait to bode
With clear skies and an enchanting bow
I move along the laurels steady and slow
And dwell in a trail of her memoirs sweet
With a ray of hope at a first light we meet



I can't think of a better scenario that equally portrays gloom and glee and a better relation than love that hurts when it cares......

I WOULDN'T KNOW

I WOULDN'T KNOW 

I wouldn't know the world as I

If I haven't made the first cry

I wouldn't know of a elite parlance

Unless for an exquisite silence

I wouldn't know I was  different

Unless all around were indifferent

I wouldn't know of the brightest light

Unless I dwell though a darkest night

I wouldn't know I could ever love

Until her gaily descent from above

I wouldn't know if anything was lost

Unless everything comes with a cost

I wouldn't know to be better ever

Until I was the best to be never

I wouldn't know I could succeed

Until to defeat I should concede

I wouldn't know it's death at last

Until I leave my breath to last 

Yet all these years I have grown

Oblivion of those I have known

It seems you can't forgo one to know the other in the world as there is no shade without light and  no glee without gloom...All we could do is to endorse every little moment in life as it happens to engross in every better moment as it gets....

THE MISSING PIECE

THE MISSING PIECE

Today I'm hardly any complete

Stoic alike an eclipsed sun

For a void inside  must replete

Bonding with its kernel one

I lost a queer battle of its kind

knocked down to the abysmal core

With a timid heart and chaotic mind

I grieve in pain as never before

A fazed and feared me as I see

Looking down on the ruffled bay

On the waters of the calm sea

Has many a message in it to say

To grope every lane in the maze

In a quest to know what it is

For the lurking reply to amaze

To realize it's the missing piece.

I really feel unlike myself not as before where in I begin my conquest to toil every odd and fill the void with that kernel piece and be myself again.As I strongly believe Its not your fault to give in but it is a blunder to give up....

A STRANGE ACQUIANTANCE

A STRANGE ACQUAINTANCE

In a crowd well homely and known
yet I stand apart  lonely and alone
With prowess of verna, a polyglot
But to express the heart,none I got
Nurtured & cared as their beloved one
I dwell in their hearts but bound by none
As bright as the shining sun at noon
While obscure as the discreet moon
For I listened to an ardent inner voice
While I always made a blatant choice
Presuming cognizance on around all
Except myself  it's often a queer call
Nothing better I have in this parlance
To confess this strange acquaintance

IN THE SOJOURN

        IN THE SOJOURN

On a stroll along the endless shore
By the tumbling tides that roar
With the golden sun sparkling at day
And  silver moon shining  over the bay
Enduring the scorching pebbles and sand
Warping to the freezing nights I stand
To lumber along with aplomb and conceit
Of the glowing trail of my marching feet
That vanquish one's every tint of doubt
with a reply of a strong clout
But no sign of destiny all around at sight
And my waning mettle and might
I pause a while to turn and retrospect
At my staggered glowing trail prospect
Only to find them dozed and fazed
By the marauding tides that brazed
Laughing to myself at my futile dogma
I resume along to unravel the enigma
Until my feet no longer stride and sprint
To allude the world with a little hint
Lo!Here rests the one in peace
with open arms and empty sleeves
Who conquered none he believes
But left a trail for the world to see
To cherish and resume his legacy
 accepts all with no ruffle and rife
In his little sojourn called life


We presume to have conquered many things , have overcome many hurdles and have achieved a lot but at the end it matters very little or nothing for we take along nothing but  leave a luxuriant legacy to be cherished and nurtured.Its the destiny for its never ending and ever lasting....to be contd....

THE WINDS OF CHANGE

                                           THE WINDS OF CHANGE 

   I Rose from the covers of the earth

    That nurtured  me till my birth                                      

    Gaily and slowly clearing my eyes

    Above I see the bright blue skies                                     

     I sway with ease with my leaves                                    

   merrily to the tunes that breeze weaves                                     

   With all the love n warmth from the Sun                                   

    I dream to grow into strong and one                                    

     But when all the glee turned gloom                                 

  Dwelling every fear and doom                                      

  With  the dazzling skies turning dark                                   

    As the sun vanished without a mark                                   

     When the gales began to roar                                   

    and puffy clouds began to pour                                     

   I stood firm with the eyes closed tight                                  

   marking a course of  a virtual fight                                   

  Others all tall and with all might                                       

   yet  did  soon  fell out of sight                                       

   When it all ended with the storm                                     

   I peeped out like a weary worm                                    

     To look at the serene skies above                                  

  Adorned subtly in enchanting bow                                      

  I saw with awe every friend calm n tall                                  

  who went trough every storm and fall                                      

  But for one thing it is really strange

  Ever the same are the winds of change....

                                    

In a world that is sprinting ahead on par with time we seldom have the chance to analyse the series of events we are subjected to.Eventually we embark on a journey which seems very familiar yet very strange...Before it really happened, we don't observe the change when it has happened it doesn't matter.Still the only thing that's permanent is the change
                                 
                                       
              

CONFESSIONS

                        CONFESSIONS
 

             I'm marooned in the painful  past

             In shadows of memoirs that cast

              My heart grieves for the one

              Yet for others next to none

             Burning in the rage of remorse

              In guilt making it much worse

             For all in that heinous fallacy

              Which you can never fancy

              It was all like in a trance

             I didn't had another chance 

             To set the things all straight

             By the way they were right

             I make this woeful confession

             Seeking for a divine ablution

   

We all make many mistakes troubling others may be deliberately or desperately,but only few of us have a second chance to set the things straight by making up for the past.Its always now or never to seek forgiveness rather than to be engulfed by the rage of remorse.             

CONFLICTS WITH CONSCIENCE

                             CONFLICTS WITH CONSCIENCE

                                  A mighty mind with I think

                                    Fast enough while I blink

                                    A bold heart with I feel

                                  Driving my nerves of steel

                                  Resides with in a silent soul

                                   Binding all above to a whole

                                   Yet all these never decide

                                    But its you ever preside

                                  Despite my prowess at peak

                                    I feel restless and meek

                                 Its nevertheless to mention

                                   For you are my reflection

                              Un driven by delight and desire

                                Unfazed by spite and satire

                                   As you stand with might

                                For what you conclude right

                                   I earnestly thrive to unite

                                  with you for eternal respite

                               Enduring all the pain with patience

                                 In the conflicts with conscience

                                 
 Like the five elements of nature that move the universe..the five elements of stature that drive one's life.The mind ,The heart,The body,The soul and last but not the least the conscience,which knowingly or unknowingly will prevail over our thoughts and actions.When these five elements unite the entire universe conspires your might making you the omnipotent next only to the omniscient almighty....Well its easier said than done..as we still look up to those who h've accomplished rather than to look into ourselves to achieve it...                             

RECLUSION

                      RECLUSION

               I swayed off the course

              With no sign of remorse

         Seeking an explanation for the past

              Talking no offence at last

           With no fear of anything to lose

           For there are many I choose

           Allowing thing to rearrange

          With a hope to bring a change

          But something tells not to rely

         For their evil intentions that belie

             A lesson I wish to teach

            Driving them off my reach

          Though to be gentle and kind  

           Its hard to change their mind

           I don't bear upon any grudge

              For there is he to judge

Sometimes we cannot accept things going around us yet cant help prevent them. Be it material or human..deliberate or  desperate ....we always have a choice to decide who calls the shots...

THE DIFFERENCE

                                 

                                   THE DIFFERENCE

                             I thought I could always mingle

                             But its lot easier to be single

                           At times to confess we are alike

                            Unable to shun what we dislike

                            I accede to the hilarious fact

                            For one differs in one's act

                            Like every other Iam different

                             In both psyche and physique

                            And thoughts and acts unique

                               I give my best to uphold

                             For I cant let myself behold

                          But for the axiom we all cherish

                              Alone we are all different

                          Together we make a difference                               

                  

Its really hilarious to believe that we are all the same despite all the disparities. Every eclectic  character and emotion we observe is nothing but reflection of ourselves in a different perspective

THE ESSENCE OF LIFE

      THE ESSENCE OF LIFE

       I come from no where here

         Lustrous and crystal clear

        Beyond rocks and ravines I see

        To reach the mighty endless sea

        Always azure and often agile

         Where I start low and alone

         And sway accord to its tone

          Rise along when alone I fall

          For I sprint ahead to stand tall

        In every effort to get back

        But needless drawn back

        I leave marking the shore

           Making no fuss and furrore

          Destined to vanish in the thin air

         Like I never existed there

            In this wonderful elixir of Life

            Hidden lies the essence of Life

                           

Our lives are often like the water,we come from no where, mingle with one another,create a purpose ,rise to achieve it yet fall some times but finally accede destiny.All we could do is a little good and a be of a little help to the mankind for we create a legacy to uphold and  alight....Like wise in this elixir of life lies THE ESSENCE OF LIFE..

THE THREE MUSKETEERS

                          THE THREE MUSKETEERS

Betrayed by the ruthless fate

Reluctant ,yet hapless  to debate

Mulled with no voice to express

But a strong prowess to impress

Being deprived of his colorful vision

Yet driven by his earnest mission

Muffled by the eternal silence around

Humming to the tunes of the inner sound

Stride the three musketeers with bravery

Against all odds and every mockery

Turning all their jeers to hearty cheers

They leave the trail for us to sail miles

A voyage of Life with all the smiles

We always have two choices when knocked down by life. To rise against all odds and succeed or to succumb to all blows and recede. This anecdote of a blind,deaf and dumb persons each conversing exuberantly with one another in a local train, is an inspiring breeze to myself and every other striving to succeed,reminds me of an old moral called "THE CELEBRATION OF BEING ALIVE"

THE SPEECH OF SILENCE

 THE SPEECH OF SILENCE



When mind makes a choice
It speaks with lips apart.
When your eyes have a voice..
They speak to the heart
Though not always bright
But always straight & right
With no treason to hide
And a reason to abide
With tears to express grief..
But also hope and belief
The verna of universal parlance
THE SPEECH OF SILENCE.

PERCEPTION

         PERCEPTION
A view always to skew
But hard to purview
When taken for a guide
But not for a ride
For each and every its true
And hard for others to construe
Though discreet they reside
Always discrete to decide
Either aware or awake

It is a tough call to make

As they stem from a sight

To blossom into a deep Insight...

          Its an axiom that we have different ideas and every that stems from a different perspective nevertheless good or bad to review, as it is what we receive and what we perceive...

DESTINY

The most esoteric thing which decides the fate of every being that is almost impalpable and intangible that no clairvoyance is good enough to predict it.

DESTINY

You can turn a prince to pauper

And flip a failure to prosper

Without any reason to decide

To deal the challenges you provide

You make things go wild

Even they are meek and mild

To anticipate you is an enigma

For your presence is a dogma

All we could do is to dare

To stand up for and bear

When things take a sheer turn

Not knowing what's in the Urn

We can only hope for the best 

Counting on the supreme for the rest

For we get to know you

Only when we reach you

As you are different for every one

To take on you there is none