Souvenir to a Rakhi

All these years,from my childhood through school to my late teens,I was a lone child.But not after the last Rakhi,when I found a sweet li'l sister and never can I forget the day.This one's for my Sis,who added new colors to my life..


Run,run,run
through the meadows
of joy,
through the fields
of happiness
The sun is so bright today,
Is it your joie-de-vivre?

The blessing
of the sky,
the love
of this world.
slake your thirst,
underneath
a cascade of dreams.
See them alive,
See the never-never land
come to life.

Board the train
of hopes and dreams.
passing en route
smiles and smiles.
sans pain,
sans grief and cries,
chasing butterflies
for thousands of miles.

Listen li'l sister..
wear that smile forever
and let never fade it out.

In your rope-walk
on the cosmic lines
of life,I promise
to be your
balancing stick.
I'll never let you down.
I'm an atheist by nature.
But sister,I'll pray for you.

...Ellipsis

.mermaid MeSmeRizE

Hendrix and his haze,
quintessentially purple
to my ears.

it was when my eyes stammered,
mouth was squint,
heart attacked my head.

it was when I was soaring high,
high after a noon's party,
of liquids and scented air,
enough plants to kill my lungs,of course.

it was then,when
I saw this
It was a mermaid
yes, a mermaid
unbelievably, walked on the road.

a second look,
at her slender legs
and tadaa..
I stopped pulsating.

it was then,when
she manoeuvred,
her lips
to flaunt, and kill men,
clone freaks of my kind,
she smiled and again.

it was then,when
i sensed vestiges,
your reminiscences.
with memories,i live.
without, a happy.
with memories i live
without,a happy.


...Ellipsis

The cold-cold world

Zephyr kissed my cheeks.Snowy woods around.Yet, i feel so warm.
I see the smiling bright sun.Autumn leaves dancing to the ground.Serene and exultant,
I wonder if this is the world I live in.I hear no tantrum.I hear no ruckus.This is my world
where i am the only tribe alive.I speak to the sylvan lands.I sing rock to the valleys.
I walk on my silhouette, basking in the sun's morning warmth.My frenzy shadow conspires to me.
I see a desperado in it.Speaks to me in whispers.

"Your world intimidates a devil for it is prophesied."

Trrinng trrinngg trumm trummm trriingg trriinnggg trummm trumm....

I banged the alarm clock,groped for my specs.I feel really torpid to wake up specially on college days.I walked lazily to the door to pick up the morning news paper,started skimming at things all colorful though indifferent to me.There was this one thing I stopped at.It had some statistics regarding child deaths.


"

• 1 child dying every 3.5 seconds
• 17-18 children dying every minute
• A 2004 Asian Tsunami occurring almost every 1.5 weeks
• An Iraq-scale death toll every 16–38 days
• Over 9 million children dying every year

The silent killers are poverty, hunger, easily preventable diseases and illnesses, and other related causes."

This froze me completely for a couple of minutes.I could connect with the devil the shadow in my delusions prophesied about.

This has always been a coldworld.Wish I could live in the world of my pipedreams forever.
This could probably be counted as one of the reasons for my agnoticism.When there is really
this thing called God, why is there so much suffering? I had many arguments over my audacious behavior at home and at college,in matters concerning my disbelief in God.I brooded over such things to the peak of my patience,read senseless stuff but nothing could suffice me with a valid reasoning.

All you religious fanatics around the world.Can you please tell me what are the sins all these innocent kids paying for?



...Ellipsis

Remember 26/11

Something in the news urged me to write again.. Kasab, the new face of Pakistan could probably be nominated for an Oscar..the other day I happened to see in a newspaper,that he's shed tears at the pics of the carnage.... omg!!
Crocodile tears.... Eclipsed the brains of the judiciary...

India has started being more generous.. or should I say Ignoramus..
It never fades out.. the whole massacre of 26/11.. still fresh in the minds of India.. why let such a beast live all these days?..
Doesn't fuckin matter if he's underage..Doesn't fuckin matter if it is a matter concerning foreign Interests...
It's high time that India kills him.. He's adopting a diplomatic ploy.... so diabolical.. targetting sympathy this time..
No.... It's generous to be without mercy now.. Line my words.. Kasab needs to be killed brutally... the most brutal way possible..

PS:In pursuit of a dream to see a terror free Nation....


...Ellipsis

Devil's Workshop

Wires,
thick,strong and slack,
Muddles,Puddles and Musings..
.
Banter and Bonhomie,
My devil's workshop,
Now, an Infernal asylum..
.
Give me a break,
from the loony little imps,
fish my vacuum sea for rotten shrimps..
.
Label me a weirdo,
'cause
I carry my candles in the rain,
only to put them off..


...Ellipsis

My Lord,King Avarice..

King Avarice,His holiness,
Knows no shore..

Dig mines,
'till you find a hole,
in mother's heart..

It shouldn't bother you,
I know..
Crimsons and Carnages,
your pastimes..

Hack my green fingers,
Envenom my Blue blood,
Putrid stenching Bodies,
ornate my home in flood..

God versus God,
engulfs my world..
sift mother's love too?
My lord has the heart of a louse..

Avarice,my lord..
Wish I were your traitor,
but my brothers now my quislings..
Wayside,I don't see welcoming things..
So,My Lord..Enslave me and slay..

My Deliverance,
a phantasmagoria..
the Doomsday,
12.21.12 is waiting for you..
and you shall deserve..

I don't see omens..
I don't see delirium..
My chimaera tells me,
only Veridical testimonies..




...Ellipsis

Can you hear me?

This one's for all those who miss their Papa's on Father's day..
You don't need a Father's day to tell him that "You love him" though..

As I look,
at the black and white photographs..
Each click,
I relive every second with you..


Envy my child,
for the you she finds in me..
I wish I were her,
and you be me..


Can you hear me,
If I shout you aloud?
Can you see me,
bless me this day?


My first bicycle ride,
My favorite cds on my birthday,
whirl in my head,
all time..



Gift me again,
with your smile..
Papa, I miss you..
In my child,I see you..



...Ellipsis