Thursday, January 30, 2014

Shoot me

Shoot me honey, for I am in love
Burn me down coz there is nothing now between us
Infidelity is a sin but so is a compromise
Where one dies (everyday) for a relation to survive
Shoot me honey now that I am moving out
Burn me down, if you dislike how it sounds
I have put my papers down and its time for you to sign
Life is to be lived and there is solace to be found.



*This I wrote as an answer to a question on Quora.

Monday, January 20, 2014

An ear to a whisper

If you want to know where you stand,
Go out in the open raise you hand.
Bathe in the rays sent out by the sun,
To let go all what you have done.
Feel the sand and its warmth on your palm,
The solace to get and the soul they calm.
Feel the breeze with those flickering eye lids,
That cover you whole like your mama's blanket.
Lying on your back gazing at the sky,
Those glittering stars, the daily routine they ply.
This, we have taken for granted,
Which helps to achieve the gaiety we've always wanted.
Pay Heed to those whispers you ignore,
Because lay in them the key to inner peace, galore.

Thursday, January 16, 2014

Posthumous Acceptance

He who follows the path of righteousness,
Walks not alone but with the hand of his Holiness.
He who follows the path of truth,
Faces nothing but the ire of fools.
He who is blinded by his arrogance,
Will pay no heed to the success of an insurgent.
He who lives his life in his hour of death
Will have abated all his problems when he lay in his place of rest
He who is bounded by allegiance to the world.
Shunned by all is cited after he goes.

Saturday, January 4, 2014

Mining thy gem

A man in solitary confinement
Loses the real sense of the world
Builds a mirage around himself
Always at a loss of words
Supercilious and imprudent he becomes
Unscrupulous and inert at everyone he scorns
Failing to mine the lost gem
An erudite turns into a subject of disdain
A failure at a particular juncture
Leads to an ebb of continued despair
Leading a man into a slumber
A Decadent state will soon follow
Introspection is what gets one out
To cruise through the most difficult tide
One wrong choice thrusts him into a quagmire
And the right one into a state of eternal nirvana.