You are.

 

Broken you are.

And i see a child's toy.
 Black and white,
A soldier with a  breached leg,
Still he holds it close,
every night, he turns to sleep.

lost you are.

And i see a kite,
blue and red,
the string got detached,
Still the kite runner searches.
everyday he crosses that lane.

Damaged you are.

And i see a piece of cloth,
Black and grey,
Full of holes,
Still the poor woman covers herself,
every time the chilly cold bites.


Weak you are.

And i see a brown stick,
Broken from a tree,
Not strong like  steel,
Still the old beggar hold you
to walk down the busy streets.

Alone you are.

And i see a blue ocean,
Away from the world,
People come and leave,
Still it holds islands ,
and shelters a million drops in it.


And you say you are void,
but i find every color in you,

every scar,

so beautiful in you. 
You say damage people are dangerous.
And all i see is a beauty.A beautiful artist.
hope your dream comes true.

They never came.

You sold all your life to buy them flowers,walked over thorns to pluck roses,
But with time those petals faded,like the name you gave.

Yet they never came, Not even to put flowers on your grave

The vessel.

The water won't spill over the vessel tonight.
The vessel that always sheltered water,now sleeps as broken pieces in it. 

That which cannot hold seas,you build oceans on it, 

Everything has a limit,even the sky has a boundary no one sees/can see,
That which was made up of brass and sword,
USE it, But when you treat it with mockery,it turns to mud,
and breaks like the sun drowns in the evening sea.

we the people

Today,
A girl scantily dressed,chased after three people who gang raped her,
and there was an entire group of people being spectators.

no one helped her to nab them.

that's what
we the people are.

And we watched.

23rd September 2010

 

And we watched.

The sky turns orange now,
And am still trying,
to hold the sun,
the day got lost
the moment it began,
but am left with your stars.

Remember,

  the way , we watched the clouds play?
between the roads,
besides the green grasses,
watching the sun,
taking photographs we
never had.

Orange and green,
the color of nature,
Blue and white
the color of you,
And i thought i was colorblind,
even before i met you,
you bought me something,
that the colors never told.
 

Faces made from mud,
idols of God ,
But for me it wil always
remind me of a today,
that a tommorow wont settle,
you bought me something,
he never sold.

you ask me not to wait,
But everytime you cross
that old lane,
you search for me.

And So do I.
May be I am like waves,
for ages that has never slept.
turning back ,
to the shore once in a while,
seeking for,
old footsteps that never devolve,
and breaking down,
even before the dream could began.

i wait, for that one second
like a leaf that still clings,
though autumn left,
for meteors, or falling stars
which wont return after years.

you ask me not to wait,
But everytime you cross
that old lane,
you will search for me.

And I will always wait,
for never should a moment come,
when you seek for me,
and am lost.
 

The sky turns orange now,
And am still trying
to hold the sun,
the day got lost
the moment it began,
but am left with your stars.

And we watched.

It does rains.

It does rains, but i wish you never fall ,
run like water through stones, and end in the ocean, to begin.
Away from the dirty soil, that got washed away.

Unable to give, what you want,
But am on my knees before the milky way,
to grant you your stars.

Warmest wishes.

That 's how i remember you,

There you are,

Like a silent door,

As if six seas with kingdomas and castles

were hidden inside a shell,

that slept inside your eyes

that could never speak

but write a story.

That 's how i remember you,

In some corner of my head.

There you are,

like a void song.

As if the words got washed away 

in rain, only tune remained.

that tune of a piper,

which could melt oceans,

and turn them into a drop.

That 's how i remeber you,

In some corner of my head.

there you are,

like a monocrome paper,

As if the tear that you cried once,

Runs like a river from a hill,

turns to a flood inside me,

drowining me everytime

i think about such times.

thats how i remember you

in some corner of my head.

There you are,

Like an old friend,

As if the corners were never formed,

But you remained,

in parts of me that i never saw,

In closed doors that opened,

at times,

to heal me when i broke,

Make me a whole again.

Thats how i remeber you,

In parts inside of me.