The Fighter

You think she is weak, but that's okay,
You will go through tomorrow, what she went through today,
The rough consequences of you going away,
Will come back and kill you, when she goes astray.

She will be a fighter all through the way,
The one that fought to keep you, sure knows how to play,
She knows you're not wrong, but she'll know come what may,
If you're not fighting to keep her yet another day.

She fill your life with warmth like sunny Sunday,
She will hold you and love you and beg you to stay,
But don't leave her alone for a minute, I pray,
'Coz she will leave you forever, and then make you pay.

No one in the universe can give you so much,
And make you thank your stars with every tiny touch,
You will know quite easy, when it's falling apart,
And nothing you'll do will fill the void in your heart. 

Dream forevermore

Let me dream, let me dream,

Dream of a land, so far away,

Of a land where you and me

Shall forever together be.

Let me dream of our little world

Full of love and honesty

Imperfect it just may get

For us to mould and make perfect

Frolicking through games of the heart,

Arguing but never apart,

Enriched by sojourns in broken lands

We'll build paradise with our own hands

Little products of our innocence,

Will play in gardens, oh so green!

Bringing smiles to heal our scars

That tortured us through all  these years

Thereby we shall so gracefully age

Turn quietly each unknown page

Till in each other's arms we rest

To reach another lifetime, another test

Yes i might a dreamer be,

But in this dream I want to live,

This dream shall always make me smile

Coz you alone make life worthwhile

This time next year

This time next year I want a feeling

Of plenitude and abundance,

Of a lack of monetary concerns,

And the trust in fate and chance.

This time next year I want to be

In a position of certain authority,

More learned than I ever was

And recognized by a majority.

This time next year I need to have

A bond far greater than friendship,

A red-golden hue of the world in my mind,

To look forward to a honeyed trip.

This time next year I must really give

A calmer mind to those who care,

About the future that I haven’t seen,

I must assure them that it’s there.

This time next year I’ll have many a dreams,

And many a rhyme shall float quietly by,

Many a lesson to learn and teach,

Many a twisted routes to fly.

This time next year I’ll look back to now,

When so very little I knew of tomorrow,

And wonder at the wonders of heaven,

That showed me all the paths to follow.

Yet till then, I stand and wait,

Staring at the sky with little fear,

Lost in brightly coloured yesterdays,

And in the thoughts of this time next year..

Nocturnal deviation

The Reality

A strange part of the day, hangover from a jetlag that never was

The body’s lost the insomnia, but the mind’s hooked on to the midnight calm,

Magical alternate realities culminating from a light breeze

True love from a million yesterdays crop up with ease

Fruitless analysis of the events that have long passed me by

Disappear into the fragrant breeze that leaves me high

Contorted thoughts of love and life starts to form in my heart

Right out of a cheap novel’s most ludicrous part

Endless possibilities make my being more and more fragile

As I lose myself in the everlasting mile.

Delusions

I think I see you there asleep in the cold

Wrapped in warm monochrome blankets and wisdom old

And soon you disappear with the blink of my eye

And a thousand colours seem to float by

I steady myself in that distant dream

And find myself running from that paramour extreme

Holding the pieces of a melting heart

That some mythical hero had taken apart

I crash into the good thoughts of the honourable one

And stay trapped for eternity, can never run

Living life backwards and facing the past

Is not something that I can stand to last

A foray back into an altered state

A yearning of the smells of a strange kind of sin

Comes together with the need to lose all on a whim

Till the heat of the liquid has burnt my soul

I shall crawl back to where I always fall

Disturbed by the thought, that the rhyme creates

I metamorphose each second through numerous states

And then I try to end my midnight rant

I wish I could but I just can’t ……….

Go On....

Incapacitating, unbelievable , confusing moments pass by
Unfazed by the subtle soft sigh
Completely in my senses and yet too intoxicated
Capturing my mind and yet quite understated
Ironical to an extent it’s hilarious
Unfortunately I couldn’t be any more serious
And I try to go on….

It’s pulling me into the eye of the storm
Satan disguised in some unrecogonizable form
Pervading all rational thought
Teaching me more than I’ve ever been taught
Prodding me to explore the previously unexplored
Taking me down a dangerous road
And I try to go on

How long it will last, nobody’ll ever know
Heading toward the light beyond the door
Bracing myself for all that may happen
Without letting my anxieties deepen
The longer the path, the more I may weep
Yet, never accept defeat
I will go on.. and on.. till I can’t