Lines to say

Complicated

Czar — Sun, 22 Jan 2012 19:24:55 +0000

A soothing calm within the unstable me
out of the blue, a bit of elasticity she!
Glittering dreams so far to catch,
in the definite touch of her uncertainty.

Rules, laws, customs, moralities
expanding distance, suppressing dreams!
On one end raising envy,
aloof on another, is it steaming jealousy?

Sides have changed from her to me
lost she was then, now it is me!
Wishes and dreams, they played their part
Elevated so high, now sluggishly tearing apart.

The invisible bond, wish it was a lie,
wishes of an eternal romance, wishes strife!
It’s me the weird, it’s me the hated
but for her I am the special, yet scathed.

Choked Epiphany

Czar — Sun, 30 Oct 2011 19:19:39 +0000

Moments of torments with a choked epiphany
of unspoken staring exchanges
of an unknown hope
of untoward expectations.

Infallible feeling of your sweet breath
a baffled melody that poked my heart
emotions spun like a poets renditions
of mysteriously passionate inhibitions.

Such intoxicating eyes
just to be in love with them;
A soulful wait I am in
like a wanderer waiting, for the destination.

Scattered I am as ever
for this wait is unending
the story of you and me
soaked up in a rattled destiny.

or would it be…a choked epiphany!

While I wonder why….

soup — Sat, 22 Oct 2011 08:00:17 +0000

While I wonder…

Why do we hold on so tight when we really want to let go,
Why do we hurt ourselves when its less painful to let life pass by,
Why do we complicate life when its actually as simple as life itself,
Why do we try so hard to smile when its simpler to let the tears flow,
Why do we tell ourselves everythings gonna be fine, when we know its over…

- For your warmth,
- For your love,
- For your touch,
- For your smile,
- For a sound sleep,
- Coz I just can’t let go…

The breeze that was…

soup — Tue, 04 Oct 2011 14:05:44 +0000

The gentle breeze brushed the leaf aside,
A purple-white face peeked from the greens,
I saw the leaf again, as the breeze calmed,
Another sip of coffee, as i waited for the face to smile,
There was no sign of the breeze now, the wait was long,
As I put down the cup, and walked into the greens,
I brushed the leaf aside, now with my hands,
And looked at the purple-white face, the look of innocence,
It was beautiful, I smiled as I picked it from the greens,
Wanted it with me, for the moment of smiles,
I held it close to me, and took it back to the coffee table,
I left the face, forgotten there, on the table,
Today I sit back with a book in my hand, again,
I see the face as I left it, just pale, very pale.
I see the greens, I saw the leaf again,
the gentle breeze brushed the leaf again,
not aside, i saw it fall, With the same gentleness,
Falling to the ground, still green, still young,
I saw the face again, That was all that was…
I walked to the greens, yet again,
I picked the leaf, walked with it back to the table,
Placed it with the face, in the book I was reading,
There it was, together, but not as they had to be,
But there they will be, always, both looking alike,
the green, the purple, the while, all as one,
not as gentle, not as beautiful, but they will be…
I looked back to the cup of coffee on the table,
It was untouched, cold…
I felt the breeze again, saw up to the greens,
There was another one, a purple-white, and a green,
I sat there watching it… That was all there could be,
The breeze that showed me the beauty,
another that showed me the fall of the beauty,
It was indeed, the Same breeze that was…

Fears

Czar — Mon, 19 Sep 2011 04:09:08 +0000

Scared he was
of few moments of disbelief
’cause it looked so real
fears that he didn’t want to dwell.
In her arms, ’twas a peaceful doze
’twas a different world
but that she vanished
was she there left him puzzled.
An old blind man finding his way
through a dispersed crowd,
a tall man who helped the blind man
on his shoulders happily sat the blind man.
A silent toddler, he was also there
walking in the crowd
the toddler in a flash
was right next to his face.
Is he the messenger, the silent toddler?
Is it that he has someone to take?
Was is reality? Was it fake?
’twas a decision to make.
Oh! he didn’t want to be taken
He felt he was separate
That’s when he rebelled, screamed and yelled
“No! Not now! Not now yet!”
He slept within a dream
yes, ’twas with her!
And then came the toddler, silent and closer
yes, he was scared of this dream.
Every dream has a message
“Wake up, you got things to do”
yes, that’s the toddlers message
“Shred you fears, find what you go to do!”

The Forbidden Fruit ;)

soup — Sat, 20 Aug 2011 06:53:42 +0000

Things that drive you crazy,
Things that are fun to do,
late nights that keep you awake,
even later nights that you stay awake to think,
early mornings that you want to wake up to,
not knowing the need to sleep,
when imaginations are better than dreams,
that phase where the nights seem impossible to forget,
the hangovers that last days and days together,
isnt that what we all miss some time later,
isnt that what thats forbidden to do,
isnt that what we all want again and again…

Emotional Atyachaar

Czar — Mon, 21 Mar 2011 18:52:01 +0000

इक आधा अधूरा सा, भूला भटका सा, इक खोया अंजाना सा,
इक खाई जिस्से कटना था, उसीसे थोड़ा लगाव हो गया|
चल यार भीड़ में हमे भी खो जाने दे,
ये कुछ नहीं बस हल्का सा एक Emotional Atyachaar है|

लगता है ऐसे कि हम बस ऐसे ही रह गये,
आर पार नज़र भी साफ हमे आते आते रह गये।
लेकिन हमे महसूस हुआ अब, काँच की वो दीवार थी,
हम बस कुरेदते रह गये, ऐसी वो दीवार थी।

हम भूले से ना रहे, ऐसी कोई स्वार्थ नहीं,
तूने हमे तो भुला दिया, कोशिश करने दे, अब है हमारी बारी।
चल यार भीड़ में हमे भी खो जाने दे,
ये कुछ नहीं बस हल्का सा एक Emotional Atyachaar है|

Peaceful in the calm of a mid-sea…

soup — Fri, 18 Mar 2011 06:36:20 +0000

Its a sinking feeling,
A feeling of being pulled deeper into the sea,
the whirlpool of water dragging me with all its might,
The blues of the water forming a circle around me,
the neck hanging loosely, like it doesn’t belong to me,
i shut my eyes amidst all the confusion,
i let the whirlpool override me,
the feeling of weightlessness, slowly sinking in me,
i know i can win over, the water will let me free,
i open my eyes, with a smile, the best feeling,
there I go, floating on the waters,
peaceful in the calm of a mid-sea…

Coral Jasmine

Czar — Mon, 14 Mar 2011 18:26:10 +0000

Perceptions of flickering thoughts,
wandering act watched through the blinds!
Where is this coming from?
Unknown it remains, is it right or is it wrong?

Colorful thoughts flooding afew
scent of some desire,
like the night flowering jasmine,
dew tucked petals white and clean!

And the reel sets rolling!

soup — Tue, 09 Nov 2010 12:16:08 +0000

Dreams so wild, that my mind knows no bounds,
My craving unbound, and I feel the need to be tied,
There is a need that keeps me going, a need to be close,
A need to be held, a need to be there, a need to lend a hand,
A need to caress the senses, a need to touch my heart,
Is that an untamed feeling or is it just my dreamy side…

The closer you get, I can feel the numbness,
the faster you take a step, the slower gets each second,
Time freezes there like the perfect frame,
Each second that takes me to a land so unknown,
I wish for you to stay, right there by my side,
Giving me the shoulder that I craved for,
The most to call my own, the love I have always wanted,
I want you to stay, and be there by my side,
I want the dream to last, and be there to be real…
And the reel stops rolling, back to the world so real…