I thought i could find a substitute,
but, i left a place n my heart turned mute,
And don't you see that nothing makes me write...?
the dawn breaks, my eyes see the light,
i wait for the muse until it is night,
hues all lost, its black and white,
N i can stand against the whole wide world,
but A FLOWER i cannot fight...:)!
Monday, December 19, 2011
SANITY-INSANITY...
when i hear the morning birds sing in their mirth,
when i see an untouched soul who's just taken birth,
When I watch the dancing stars- dots in the boundless space,
and feel this cosmos holding me too, in its loving embrace
when I turn to all the hues
and find that I have eyes
how much do I want to sing
to convey my sense of surprise
I did nothing to have it all,
and yet, it is true…
So to show my gratitude
I just say "I love you",
And when no trace of craziness they ever see in me,
of my sanity i get reassured,
and if that be insanity, may i never be cured:)
when i see an untouched soul who's just taken birth,
When I watch the dancing stars- dots in the boundless space,
and feel this cosmos holding me too, in its loving embrace
when I turn to all the hues
and find that I have eyes
how much do I want to sing
to convey my sense of surprise
I did nothing to have it all,
and yet, it is true…
So to show my gratitude
I just say "I love you",
And when no trace of craziness they ever see in me,
of my sanity i get reassured,
and if that be insanity, may i never be cured:)
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
The Beloved One
Can't fit into "sane",
"sanity" being a constricted space,
Not insane, but fail to hide,
as they fail to see my inner vibe.
how long will this continue?
i pass through a tunnel-lights toO dim,
barren hopes die...
but i still look for him.
LONG TIME back,
when i was through,
eyes closed in hope
to see the unseen,
Alas! when it showed, i clung to the seen...
What a pity!
Beloved died when I was four
i never feel my love's no more...
but, if I go mad,
who'd be my cure?
is "love" the right word?
though use it i must!
knowing not any other...
But i also love flowers,showers, pretty girls and my mother...
but no one knows
nor understands
what it "is" between the beloved and me-
my heart burns, desperately yearns
to sit at his feet and just let it be...
Never have my eyes seen
nor have my ears ever heard
such "beauty",
and i can't "love" anyone
i LOVE my beloved
He occupies my head, and my heart
marks my end and my start
aha!!
they say he died when i was four,
but without him i'd be no more
for i see nothing, nothing so pure,
now what will make me cry?
On his lap I could blissfully die!
"sanity" being a constricted space,
Not insane, but fail to hide,
as they fail to see my inner vibe.
how long will this continue?
i pass through a tunnel-lights toO dim,
barren hopes die...
but i still look for him.
LONG TIME back,
when i was through,
eyes closed in hope
to see the unseen,
Alas! when it showed, i clung to the seen...
What a pity!
Beloved died when I was four
i never feel my love's no more...
but, if I go mad,
who'd be my cure?
is "love" the right word?
though use it i must!
knowing not any other...
But i also love flowers,showers, pretty girls and my mother...
but no one knows
nor understands
what it "is" between the beloved and me-
my heart burns, desperately yearns
to sit at his feet and just let it be...
Never have my eyes seen
nor have my ears ever heard
such "beauty",
and i can't "love" anyone
i LOVE my beloved
He occupies my head, and my heart
marks my end and my start
aha!!
they say he died when i was four,
but without him i'd be no more
for i see nothing, nothing so pure,
now what will make me cry?
On his lap I could blissfully die!
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