I am the One

Living in the shadows of the past
Broken, jagged pieces poking at my heart

Pressed down by the dark, oppressed by the light
Wouldn't have lasted a minute, had i not put up a fight
 With fate, with destiny, with the creators of this world
Every blow gives a new wound, every second a new weapon is hurled

Too weak to cry, too proud to bow
Too indignant to let it go, can't give up now

I was the one you never did want
The one you wish you were off without
The one you wish you weren't burdened with
The seed you wish that never did sprout

You don't wanna feel that but the past feeds on you too
The shadows come closer, they scare the life out of you

You tower over me trying to get me in line
But that way is yours, it never was mine
Every word you speak hits like an arrow on fire
The pain it causes could put to shame the whole hell's fire

The darkness of night now seems pretty tame
Was always afraid of it until the real shadows came!
It relishes the stingy dark inside me
Laughs at the ghosts of shadows that call themselves 'night'

Why can't you just let b
Why not let me choose this time what is right!

I am the one you never did want
The toy of evil, the joke of a life
The one you wish was broken
To you I am just a stinging knife....

Its Her!

I watched over the night
As she came with light steps on ground
She gently blew out the light
Her face serene, her voice the most peaceful sound

Black Cashmere wrapped around her arms
She leaves a moist blackness behind her
A dark being with endless charms
She walks with the twinkle of stars beside her

Gently she tugs at me
Taking me where I've wanted to be
She's the one who sets me free
Like a single drop going away from the sea

She walks on alone
No one's at home waiting for her to get back
She has lovers whom she has never known
She drifts away treading on her tracks

I love the sweet sadness on her face
I just so wish if she would stay
A curl shifts, a movement of grace
I see the first ray of light as she walks away...

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!!!!