The Window

Wrote this one sometime back...a bit on the philosophical side...:


In a corner of my room, still and old
Sits a window, filled with browns and blacks
Almost dead like a corpse, rotten and cold
People say it is life, imagination it lacks

I’ve seen it since I was small
It never seems to age
Ancient it looks, frame and all
As if stuck in a book, on the very same page

Ancient! Aye, I agree, ancient magic works on it
Age old saying goes, “Looks can be deceptive!”,
And deception it uses, deeper than the deepest pit
The magic forbids to us the real perspective

It is the lover of the moon
Gains life at the touch of moonlight
At this sight all the fairies swoon
Music begins and the phoenix takes flight

Through that window I’ve seen the best days
Seen the rain change to crystal-showers
Watched the sunlight fade the greys

Now I know that the cloud is sun’s wife
It doesn’t overshadow it
Just tries to hide from it the rampant human strife

A mere climber assumes an unknown nature
The flowers blush even in the autumn time
The delicate veins gain a new stature
Even the wind rejoices in its prime

The dull aged black on a building becomes ebony
The shade under a tree, a haven
The earth no longer cries in agony
All around, all you see is heaven

That window is mother of all the vistas
The ancient magic its eyesight
Anyone lacking in imagination is us
All life lost in worldly plight

Once upon a time, there was a window
In a wizard’s room, full of shine
It showed him the magic of believing
Lucky me! It is now a friend of mine.

Two Pieces

Well here's a new one for you to read...hope you like it...:

The way I walked was wrong

So was the way I used to sleep

My voice wasn’t good enough for a song

It was too “unlady”-like for me to weep

I wasn’t good enough for this

It would have been better had I done it like that

I knew if I would go you will never miss

After all I was just a stupid little brat

Can’t count the nights when I cried in bed

Thinking if you would just like me a little bit more

I used to wonder if its just all in my head

Maybe you love me but just know not how to show

I hated myself when I shouted at you

I never meant to but couldn’t hold on

I loathed my anger towards you

At that moment all my love for you…poof…gone!

I’ve waited day and night

To hear your voice now

I’ve been waiting in the dark for some ray of light

I’m still waiting, now

We’re two pieces of the same layout

We fit together amid chaotic force

You were just unable to understand my heart’s shout

Now I realize, so was I unable to hear yours…

The Dead Glass

In those two little eyes

Those eyes which are tired, battered

By fighting against fear, dark and lies

I see something that's not yet shattered

I see dreams, hopes and anticipations

Of the time to come, of the days to follow

There I see so much fascination

For about everything they see and everywhere they go

There I also see, something dying

Something inside me cringes, I almost choke

Its there childhood, mortally wounded its lying

It lies disfigured, turned black like coke

From dis coke, I watch as a diamond takes birth

Its shine so strong it almost blinds you

The most valuable asset on the whole earth

Not to mention, the whole of this universe too...

But behold! Here comes a blow

A fatal hit that turns the diamond into glass

All the shine gone, no light dances in those eyes, only sorrow

And the glass shatters and with it I see the broken pieces of dreams, hopes n anticipations.....Alas!!!!