Changing Lanes, Changing Minds...

Equally Travelled Paths...

A fork in the lane
A dilemma in mind
Left or right
Where is the flight..?


After every turn 
Is standing someone
Like a sphinx 
With a wand to jinx..


Playful yet adamant,
Barbarous yet urbane,
Capricious yet stable,
Ethereal yet earthly...


Waiting patiently
A savage look on the face
Challenging my move
For the next race...


Lane leading to the right
Has intermittent light
Flowing through the lacuna
In the canopies of the fauna..


The left alley glows
With kaleidoscopic yarrows
But alongside stand insects
Of myriad power prospects..


Mind does the P n C
With each lane in the see
Taking the left first
Then a sudden shift to right..


The creature leers, 
Scoffs and jeers
At the roller coaster 
Plight of my mind...


A fork in the lane
A dilemma in the mind
Left or Right
Where is the flight..?

Vibes from the Mortar....

The geometry opaque 
The colour pale
Characterize it 
Into a unique tale


The two sides 
Of a brick wall

the sturdy but brittle brick wall....

One being joy
The other despair


Emotions they flow
Like molten lava slow
Flashes of each
Being felt within reach


Separating the bricks
From the great wall
Breaking the bonds
Translates literally


Clutching the heart
Tender and weak
In its cage of sorrow
With the joy hollow


Different colors
The heat nurtures 
Portray the brick
In different forms


Love, hatred
Joy, sorrow
Fulfillment, emptiness
Anger, serenity


All mixed in a brick
Like the mortar
Engrained into it-
A soulful melange.

The last sunset...

On the down side of the hill
I see an angel by the mill
Walking along the crooked brook
A look at her face i took...


The radiant glow from her face
Bridged the distance with the lace
Of lingering moonlight traceable
Through the layers of air amenable...


A nightingale cooed somewhere in the dark
Making the night come alive with sound stark
making my heart jump out of its tranquility
Into the nature's very own vulnerability...


Somewhere in the midnight blue sky
A forgotten star white twinkled by
Happiness making the dark upset
Making me marvel at the last sunset....

Spicy Orchestra....

Anger, blood-red, boiling
Just like red chillies in oil roiling...


Laughter, pleasant, soothing
Just like turmeric's manner smoothing...


Tears, bold, toppling
Just like the clove simmering...


Hatred, strong, bitter
Just like a sesame's sitter...


Love, pure, tender
Just like salt increasing a dish's splendor...


Happiness, fresh, fickle
Just like cardamom powder's trickle...


Surprise, astonished, amusing
Just like the sourness of the lime's oozing...


Human mind, twisted, captivated
Just like a spicy orchestra in a vessel uninhabited...

The life U have taught...

U have changed the meaning of life....

U have taught me how to face the strife..

U made me overcome my fears..

U taught me how to wipe away my tears...

U became my subtle guiding light...

In my innumerable lonely fights...

U took my hand so as not to let me fall...

U paved my way out of the opaque cell wall...

U gave me the freedom to choose my way...

As long as u thought it was safe to sway...

U overreacted to some of my decisions...

And made some a victim of your derisions...

U laughed with me even when you were sad...

And made it a point that i was always glad...

Never did u want to hurt me intentionally..

Except for sometimes when u did that specifically..

U compromised on ur sleep often..

Just to make my dream world soften...

U incorporated laughter into my everyday life...

Which produced the gay sound of a fife...

U took me aback by your sternness at times...

But made me realize the importance of life's dimes...

U challenged me for everything i hated doing..

But that eventually launched my determination brewing..

U struggled to make me happy whenever i was sad..

But never gave up even when my temper was bad...

U became a friend when i had none...

And u gave me happiness in a measure of ton...

The life u have taught has told me a story...

Of living it up in my own glory...

The Emotion Trail...

Emotions as they say 
Are best seen as a way 
To feel something deep
Which otherwise bundles up in a heap...


The crinkle of the nose 
Is the cutest gesture
When a little girl teases
Her brother for a chocolate...


The wrinkles under the eyes 
Are felt to be beautiful 
When the laugh is from within
Rather than a compulsion...
But the same wrinkles 
Are feared by the beautiful
When she sees them as a threat
of her approaching old age ...


The blush of the cheeks 
Is an observer's delight
For there flows the joy
Which drenched the little boy...
But the same blush 
Is an embarrassment
Faced by the lad 
When he falls down in public...


The tears falling down 
From a sad father's eyes
Dedicate an ode
To the death of his son...
But the same tears 
Share the boundless joy
Of a mother
Holding her new-born....


The emotion trail
is full of strife
Which makes us realize
The essence of life...

The Everlasting Slumber...

Lost in the slumber
I sway with the wind
With my arms touching the skies 
I rise with the tides....


Lost in the slumber
I float in the clouds
Cuddled up like a baby
Snuggled up in my own world....


But all of a sudden
The scene changes
I find the world
Looking down upon me
From the cliff of heavens
Ready to tumble down
The memory lane bygone....


I try to find myself
In the million faces
Wanting to do nothing more
Than to find open spaces
To fit myself in the lanes
Carved by the mortal's clutches....


Struggling in vain
Crying in pain
Suffocated by myself
Feeling like an elf
Trapped in the race
To carve a place.... 


When a gentle touch 
Out of nowhere
Feeling so near
Caresses my tears
taking me in her arms
And that is my dear mom
Who walked me out
Of my otherwise everlasting slumber....

A Blur With No Boundaries...

The world as I see
Is just a blur with no boundaries..

The nakedness of the skies
The sharpness of the earth
The coolness of the water
The madness of the life
Mingled into one...
A blur with no boundaries...

The everyday rush
For the start of a day
A new day so as to say
Just to see it bundle up..
In a blur with no boundaries..

The memories of the childhood
The struggles of the adolescence
The lessons of the adulthood
The still to come vagaries of the future
Integrating with each other..
In a blur with no boundaries..

The life as I have known
Is just a blur with no boundaries...