Antithesis Views

I command my brain,
Absolutely no more thinking,
Go sit in a quiet corner,
Shut up and meditate.

Hah! it laughs and floods all the thoughts in,
In a frenzy the thoughts party with chaos and din.

May be it's a matter of heart I analyse,
And I command my heart to step in.
Ask it to reshuffle and align  the pot pourri of thoughts,
'I just pump blood & such tasks are beyond my forte' it says!

The brain, the heart; the mighty powers fight to seize control,
Aaaaah! The dichotomy between the north and south pole.

I give up and decide I will do what I have to do,
The superpowers can continue to bicker,but I will move on,
Dancing on the edge and deciding on which side to fall,
It's pretty easy, I am just gonna toss and take a call.

I decide to bank on destiny and put an end to the cacophonous spat,
The burden lessened as though a brick was removed from under the thinking hat.

And just as I was about to do a free fall,
The brain and heart together got a stroke,
Within a jiffy they arrived at a common conclusion,
Ending the cacophony which existed a moment before.

    Well now, the brain said 'I win',

    The heart said ' You Lose'.

    ' I don't care', said the head,

     To which it's foe said 'Yes, you do'.

    Idiots I say! Such antithesis views,

    For once just stop to confuse and amuse!!

The Fall

The moment you start to do things to please others,
That's the moment you begin lying to yourself.
The aim being to marinade others of your fake charm,
And to constantly assure yourself that's causing no harm.

Well if the elementary reason for doing something is wrong,
Oh oh.. The dominoes are surely gonna fall,
Humpty Dumpty on his butt will have a great fall

Building castles on unsteady wooden logs,

Extravagance reeking out from everywhere,

The aim being to brag and parade with pomposity,

To portray a self image all shiny and pretty. 

If the reason to acquire power and be someone is wrong,
Oh.. Oh the dominoes are surely gonna fall.
The London bridge on your head is so gonna fall.

A little pretense, a twist to the truth..
A half truth here and a half lie there,
The aim being to fit in someone else's shoes,
It's between who you are and what you choose.

Well, the reason is not strong,

The justification is all wrong...

A butterfly effect in the long haul,

The dominoes are surely gonna fall..

They are so..so gonna fall,

And then whom will you call?

Damned

The hurt,the pain, the anguish,
The love , the caress, the trust,
The resentment,the anger,
The friendship, the companionship...
It's all that I had, which I never saw ,
What I heard, you never said.
What you said, I never heard.
When I was there, you were not,
Now you are there, I am not.
My head pounds and my heart is heavy,
In the green meadows I wander aimlessly,
All I want to say is sorry...
Steal the moments of happiness again,
The mist in your eyes condense.
I am far..far away, on a distant land
Ensconced by my guilt and regret,
To never say what I meant,
I hear you shout, I hear you scream
I confess, beg for a chance to redeem.
 I now roam like a damned spirit,
Some amends, some gaps to knit.
I need time on loan to borrow,
Alas it's too late I know.
You exist and I am just a dead thought,
My guilt with me in my coffin will rot.

Me & The Sea

A sudden whiff of fresh salty air,
And I stop with a jerk in my path,
The sea and me share a love affair,
I had to go and blow a kiss in the air.

My restless heart went on a flee,
And with a whim demanded to play,
Nothing else but only 'Beyond the sea',
And to hum along 'she is watching me'.

As always, I question why doesn't she fit into my view,
I wonder as I sit by its side and gaze into its depth,
She questions my restricted view,asking me to see through.
I blink,wipe my glasses; hoping my range of sight would improve.
She laughs her heart out with a mighty roar,
Offended I say, thou are full of arrogance and vanity!
Cauldrons of water plus salt and nothing more,
Forget the million metaphors that you stand for!

She gets annoyed and recedes away,
Melodrama, the sky and horizon together say,
Yet I plead her to rise and stay,
My emotion turn the clouds teary and grey.

Oops, I see that a storm is brewing,
That explains her mood swings,
So long I say, I will be fleeing,
Stopping our repartee for the time being.

There is something serene about the sea,
It takes me to a tranquil place in my heart,
To that special place it always holds the key,
And I hum along 'Swallowed in the sea'....

Courtesy - Beyond the sea by Bobby Darin & Off course Coldplay's Swallowed in the sea.

If..Time

If one could pour time in and out of cups,
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Splendid it would be to make a cocktail,
And filter out the humdrum time that went stale....
Wash the memories clean from the plate,
Start off things in an entirely new slate.
To freeze the crystal ball from taking unwanted shape,
Seal in the moments to paint a beautiful landscape,
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Only if one could pour time in and out of cups..

Get Lost & Then Get Found

The road arches towards a dilapidated church,
In the Gothic ambiance rings a bell,
You see an enchanted oak door at the exit,
And are surprised to find something interesting,
Midst the ramshackle lies something fascinating.

There is a set of patterns you have to follow,
So you ignore the door and trod on the same path,
Your shadow pulls you to the other side,
But you hold in and contain yourself,
Like an unread book lying on the shelf.

A subtle voice grows strong,
Making you see the true lies around,
The journey which you are looking for,
Seems to begin where the road ends.
From the ashes the phoenix ascends.

A moment then arrives,
When the fear of failure is not a concern.
Your soul shall no longer be ravaged,
A soul that awakens to live and soar,
You go and walk in through that oak door.



PS : Title is inspired by a song sung by Coldplay (Swallowed In The Sea)

Sleepy Woes

There are days when you sit all idle,
A million ideas to write,
But something doesn't seem right.

There are words waiting to be grasped,
But they seem out of reach,
A blank page on a distant beach.

I am sitting with a notebook and a pen,
I have to write, I know that feeling inside,
But my head, my heart and my words have gone off for a ride.

And I thought I saw a theme,
Waited for the idea to grow and complete,
Like a turtle head the idea took a retreat.

Right now I can't create or describe,
Even though a million thoughts are on a frenzy,
I wish them to drown in some far off river like Mackenzie.

Nothing good happens after 2 am,
So I set off writing about the above woes of nothing in particular,
A good nights sleep and tomorrow will be spectacular!