A single eye, that is all
The sun is the only one i forgive
As i purvey the bleak expanse
with nothing left to retrieve
Neither hope, nor memory
Neither sin, nor shroud
My loved ones are one with the dust
And the dust is all that fills my being
Now that you too have seen me,
Why do we not share
a word, a breath or a sigh?
Why do we continue to stare,
even when there is nothing left to attract?
You, a spectre
I, something less
The label we tore off,
has found its way back
Mysterious, how the dust of the ages work
However much i try to fathom
It stays one step beyond
There is nothing left to say,
and we stand mute
Let us now walk hand in hand to that horizon
and hope, that for once
All our sins will be forgiven
Monday, March 16, 2009
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Angel's End
Rough hewn rock of a castle
and on its top, stand i
Angel with a thousand wings
I look down and see you all
I look at the stars, and begin to fall
and on its top, stand i
Angel with a thousand wings
I look down and see you all
I look at the stars, and begin to fall
Lost Corridors Never Come Back

A thousand times, i may have banged my head on those beams
But still.....................
I miss it
Every Part of it
What endears us to a place or an object,
is not it's constant presence in our lives,
but it's continued absence
The fact that i may never be able to walk through that corridor again, pains me a bit
But then again...................
I chose my fate
Certainly different from what the rest would have done
But now i have come to ask myself
Does it pay to be so different?
What I Remember?
Once i saw her, in the moonlight
Dream's Reflection, my eyes could not withstand
this memory, that was not mine
A tear
is all,
i remember
now
Dream's Reflection, my eyes could not withstand
this memory, that was not mine
A tear
is all,
i remember
now
What Will It Be Like In The End?
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What will it be like in the end?
For all life’s work to depend
On the expanse between breath and breath
To lose or to gain, making not any more difference than
To pain the brain for an answer
Why did I wait so long to grab
The hand that was beside me all these years?
This pain is almost a stab
Juxtaposed against my tears
To laugh, to smile, to be a happier me
Is a miracle, the impossibility, I see
With all, but a piece remaining
Of that which I once was, I leave
An image, to begin from the end
So that, even though strained
by paradox, I will be born again
Monday, March 2, 2009
Early Morning
I was awake this late hour
Only to feel another’s silence surrounding me
And I bruised my hand against the wind
Trying to hold it within me
The dreariness of a sigh,
now marks my grasp
As the prodigal wind, continues to bruise me
Indifferent to embrace, We both move on
For the sunrise we both crave for
Is merely moments away
And maybe that will engender
within us, some fellow feeling
Well, not one of my better works in poetry.
But passable i guess.
Only to feel another’s silence surrounding me
And I bruised my hand against the wind
Trying to hold it within me
The dreariness of a sigh,
now marks my grasp
As the prodigal wind, continues to bruise me
Indifferent to embrace, We both move on
For the sunrise we both crave for
Is merely moments away
And maybe that will engender
within us, some fellow feeling
Well, not one of my better works in poetry.
But passable i guess.
Goodbye Palghat, miss me as i miss you
I made this video as a tribute, as well as a farewell to all my friends in Palghat.
Please do forgive me if i have omitted any of you
Sincerely speaking, it has been due to shortage of material
I love you all
I made it to express my predicament
For we, as all of humanity, continue to move on, oblivious to the changes that occur around us.
But it is always nice to look back, and remember.....
Hold hands with our younger selves, and share their love and fathomless sorrow
Laugh at them even
A video can make some of these possible
So here it is.....
Enjoy...
Sunday, March 1, 2009
A Single Needle
A single needle
from space, from time
Who knows where?
Came shearing through the night
And pierced me, not too painlessly
Through the centre of my heart
And told me, “yes son, this is your last”
I did not cry, the expected animal cry
Instead I withdrew, from the star flung laughable night
Into an antechamber, the wound still bleeding
For I of all people, had grown numb to feeling
And I saved not time to remove the needle
I am dead anyway, let me do this one last thing
And I approached the cellphone
Dialed her dead number
In hopes of hearing the remnants of her voice
In her answering machine
Instinct of survival, nearly dead
“Miss ****** is out, please leave a message”
"Goodbye, my love
This is not how I wanted it to be
Anyways, the needle you wished from the comet
Has found its way to me
And the hurt it causes, is much less
than the hurt you caused to me
I hope you finally have found peace"
Needle breaks into a thousand shards
Each finds a vein to exorcise
Gory display of blood stained flesh,
An Implosion of cerebral matter is all that is left
As the I within the I, says a final goodbye
I ask my many selves
Do i really deserve to die,
In a night like this?
With nobody to watch over me
Nor even an instance of bliss?
***********************
from space, from time
Who knows where?
Came shearing through the night
And pierced me, not too painlessly
Through the centre of my heart
And told me, “yes son, this is your last”
I did not cry, the expected animal cry
Instead I withdrew, from the star flung laughable night
Into an antechamber, the wound still bleeding
For I of all people, had grown numb to feeling
And I saved not time to remove the needle
I am dead anyway, let me do this one last thing
And I approached the cellphone
Dialed her dead number
In hopes of hearing the remnants of her voice
In her answering machine
Instinct of survival, nearly dead
“Miss ****** is out, please leave a message”
"Goodbye, my love
This is not how I wanted it to be
Anyways, the needle you wished from the comet
Has found its way to me
And the hurt it causes, is much less
than the hurt you caused to me
I hope you finally have found peace"
Needle breaks into a thousand shards
Each finds a vein to exorcise
Gory display of blood stained flesh,
An Implosion of cerebral matter is all that is left
As the I within the I, says a final goodbye
I ask my many selves
Do i really deserve to die,
In a night like this?
With nobody to watch over me
Nor even an instance of bliss?
***********************
Lover's Lament
The wench lay drowning, upon fluid arms
Of the vast unmoving lake
Whose true depth none knew, save the many condemned
To spend eons within its shadowy bounds
Mere puddle, though it was
To those who knew, what she did not
I embraced the water’s cruel depths
I had to, to save her,
From a death too early, in its wake
To save a life, yet unlived
I did it for I loved her
The danger passed, she was safe
For some unseen miracle saved us that day
And the water did not claim its prize
I caressed her hair, to feel her touch,
Once more
Her eyes opened to mine, an unearthly red
And I realized, the water that glistened,
Upon her face
Was not all from the lake
“Send me back to my watery bed!’ she cried
“Where I may sleep an eternity,
But not again to your arms!
This gift of new life, is all but wasted,
In a love so contrived, on a moment’s sacrifice!”
For all love’s misery, I heard her voice
That spoke yet, without sound
The words unuttered, falling lifeless,
On the ground
And I knew at last
That I was, truly alone
Of the vast unmoving lake
Whose true depth none knew, save the many condemned
To spend eons within its shadowy bounds
Mere puddle, though it was
To those who knew, what she did not
I embraced the water’s cruel depths
I had to, to save her,
From a death too early, in its wake
To save a life, yet unlived
I did it for I loved her
The danger passed, she was safe
For some unseen miracle saved us that day
And the water did not claim its prize
I caressed her hair, to feel her touch,
Once more
Her eyes opened to mine, an unearthly red
And I realized, the water that glistened,
Upon her face
Was not all from the lake
“Send me back to my watery bed!’ she cried
“Where I may sleep an eternity,
But not again to your arms!
This gift of new life, is all but wasted,
In a love so contrived, on a moment’s sacrifice!”
For all love’s misery, I heard her voice
That spoke yet, without sound
The words unuttered, falling lifeless,
On the ground
And I knew at last
That I was, truly alone
Lines that have touched me deeply...
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