The True Vision

As I sat on the sea shore,
Watching the tides rise and ebb,
Somehow a feeling of gloom enclosed,
Life seemed to be heading in no way.
Looking for 'What' behind the perfect door,
Entangled in a self spun web,
In mundane tasks blissfully engrossed,
The mechanical clocks tick in melancholy in each day.

I am pulled out of the slumber,
As mirthful laugh fills my ears,
My eyes wander in direction of sound,
To find two kids building sand castle.
Humming to tunes in cheerful numbers,
Not bothering to look as I draw near,
It didn't look breathtakingly astound,
Yet there was happiness in those eyes so hazel.

The castle was the opposite of beautiful,
Just a lump of moist sand,
Topped with flowers that had wilted,
Bordered with ugly rocks and shell.
Once, twice, thrice with all the energy I could pull,
I asked if they wanted a hand,
They turned and looked at a void space ahead,
Suddenly something within me rang a bell.

Reality hit me like a bolt from blue,
The kids lived in utter darkness, totally blind.

That’s when the girl turned around and said,
Don't the flowers smell nice?
I looked at the innocent joy on her face,
And at the withered colourless petals...
No words to answer, tears welled instead.
Realization hit colder than ice,
Tiny moments of happiness in the mad race,
Are always present under the sign of integrals;

Yet oblivious we just walk through,
In quest of something significant.
Only when you see people less fortunate,
does the importance dawn;
To relish every second from a melting chocolate fondue.
Else life will just be a remnant.
Their blindness didn't leave them in a sorry state,
In spite of the daily hardships undergone.

Here they were, having all the fun in the world,
With whatever they had and could find,
They were blessed with true inner sight.
Through their eyes, I finally could see,
Pages from my life unfurled,
With myself I really have been unkind.
Just wishing for more resulting in blight,
Groping in darkness, the one blind was me.

Now I sat with the unsuspecting kids,
Breathing in the fragrance of flowers and sea,
Enjoying the waves grazing my feet,
Thanking them for what they made me see.

A Simple Wish

A thought sparks in mind,
Take a pick for next life.
Many options for the perfect find,
Something to lessen others strife.

To be a delicate flower is my wish,
My simple desire is to live and give.
To be a Lily/daisy in memory to cherish.
Until uprooted from the earth to leave.

To bloom by the mountainside,
Admist the rumble of river flowing by,
Swaying in the arms of wind like a bride,
Spreading fragnance till the last sigh.


A day comes,someone arrives to pick,
In search of a perfect gift,
To make the significant others heart click,
And not have it miffed.

Even as i wither away,
My scent fills the air,
A souvenir for coming days,
Encompassed with tender love and care.


To be preserved in a book's page,
Even though the beauty has begun to wane,
Those special memories with time age,
A simple flower with no complain.

Innocent Plea From The Destitute

Ahead lay a broken wing
seperated from the blue.
Trying to spread its wing
Betwix fresh drops of due.
Feeble wil'st to cling
Flow of thoughts going askew
Awaiting for death's knell to ring
An angel' comes in view
Takes it under its wing
To a beautiful haven all new.

A Rainy Thought

Filtering my thoughts in a colander,
Sitting in front of the porch,
On a drizzling late august evening,
Enjoying a clandestine affair,
A cup of coffee in hand,
Thoughts stirring in the Kew,
Confetti of feelings,
The warmth of autumn sun fading through the trees,
Shimmering pearls falling from my sky,
And I stretch out my hands,
Trying to gather them all,
Beads of pearl slip from my small hands,
But then I realize,
There are hands holding a cauldron,
Gathering them for me.
I look up at the sky,
Murmur thanks for all the caring eyes,
To be blessed with love and care.
Sans them life would be incomplete.
Being right next to me,
Even in the rain soaked night.
Strewing the coffee cup in my hand,
I smile as rains continue to batter,
Lights flickering away one by one,
I promise myself to be their lifeline.

Double Face

A shadow in the twilight,
A star shining in day,
A light so bright,
That it obscures your vision.
The reality remains a mystery,
Lost in myriad of shades,
Hiding behind plethora of drapes.
A look inside the Pandora’s Box,
Hypocrisy wears a sugary mask,
A shadowy beast hides in darkness,
Behold outside the box it’s a different face,
Inside, the world is a better place.
Beyond the boundary of my senses,
What does it take to have a mote of simplicity?
Why splash a false identity...
Wasting time to get noticed...
There is so much more than that which meets your eye,
There is more beyond the horizon
With the fake ness in smile,
A motive behind every single thought,
Too cold and selfish to be sought.
Its not hypocrisy but being worldly wise!
Seeing the truth through the prism,
Giving it a different shade.
Deception, manipulation hold the reigns,
Beginning right from the Garden of Eden,
The devil wore Prada,
And then peace had to end.

Reflections

What do you see when you stand in front of the mirror?
Do you see your reflection?
Or a clueless soul in the population.
Do you see someone else's face,
Someone you want to emulate..
Does it show every piece of you...
Or scattered pieces of jig saw with no clue.
Does the image look at you and smirk,
And say, wow! Look at another jerk!
It’s not a magic mirror you have got,
To go “Mirror mirror on the wall,
Please make me above all".
Its time you got to set free,
Time to move closer...
To the real reflection..
Be the perfect poser...
Time for a resurrection...
Be the perfect composer...
Let the person staring back,
Tell you the truth...
Just like the reflection you see,
In the mirror of your lover’s eyes....
For what you are, and not what you will be..
Let the person staring back,
Meet you in the eye...

Sometimes....

Sometimes it’s the freedom that you desire and dread,
Sometimes it’s the uncertainness lurking from the bend.

Sometimes things are not as they seem,
Sometimes you wish them to be a dream.

Sometimes you wish everything you could understand,
Sometimes you wish someone would guide you by holding your hand.

Sometimes all you wish is to go home,
Sometimes all you wish is to aimlessly roam.

Sometimes you wish to run away from office,
Sometimes that is the one place you miss.

Sometimes from everyone you wish to be apart,
Sometimes all you wish to be with the one close to your heart.

Sometimes you wish you could go an a walk,
Sometimes you wish all the roads to be blocked.

Sometimes you wish to use words like Shakespeare,
Sometimes its silence all you wish to hear.

Sometimes you wish time would just fly,
Sometimes you wish time to be standstill while gazing in someone's eye.

Sometimes you wish to keep up with the pace,
Sometimes you wish to do something new to be amazed.

Sometimes all you wish is to hit an unknown destination,
Sometimes all the maps can't navigate you in the right direction.

Sometimes the sun, moon and stars don't seem bright,
Sometimes in darkness you see light.

Sometimes all you wish is to say goodbye,
Sometimes saying goodbye brings tears in your eyes.

Sometimes all you wish is to be hugged like a soft toy,
Sometimes you like to act all coy.

Sometimes its love that all you have got,
Sometimes all that you have got doesn't seem like a lot.

It’s a sum of all these 'sometimes',
That makes you wonder and smile,
And you Realize, SOMETIMES,
It’s just hard to define.