Friday, February 17, 2012

The Morning Raga...

every morning i thank
the sun's warm rays
as they get me out
of my subconscious maze

i rise from my bed
still trying to fight
my sleep so broken
by the coming warm light

the window which is near
opens to a busy street
where the day begins
even before the sun greets

the people are shouting
making themselves hoarse
running around in frenzy
probably late for their chores

the birds are chirping
in their own joyful ways
unaware of the hustle going on
in the incessant 'rat race'

i can hear a radio playing
in the neighbour's home beside
they keep on switching the channels
probably unable to decide

the hustle of the vehicles
has added to the noise
the crazy speeding drivers
seem like children playing with toys!

amidst all the din around
i take a moment of my own
i feel and slide the curtains
making the window seem grown

i feel and search for a chair
to sit down by the window
to listen to all the sounds
and bask in the morning glow

i think of the earlier colourful days
and how beautiful the world had looked
i start to feel appreciative
for everything that i had overlooked

one realises the true value
only when something has been lost
some say a bit of carelessness is accepted
but who's to decide at what cost?

i just sit there in the chair
and out in the infinity i gaze
as all the nostalgia again creeps in
i am lost again in my subconscious maze...

[words of a blind man]

I look at you and I always see...

I look at you and I always see,
a pretty face and a joyful glee,
for what I wonder that smile could be?
any thing, any happening that sets you free?
your eyes spoke what your words couldnt see,
coz the only reason was that you looked at me! :)

Don’t just dream in your life, but live up to your dream...

Do you get a feeling,
Of being so trapped?
When your mind says one,
And some other you react,

When what you do,
Is someone else’s thought,
The answers that you get,
Aren’t what you sought,

When anything you say,
Isn’t what you mean,
The dialogues you speak,
Are filled in your scene,

You wish if you could,
Get a second try,
You may stumble, you may fall,
But you will learn to fly,

So all that you do,
Is all what you want,
You neither care for a praise,
Nor listen to any taunt!

An iron will it takes,
To brave the fierce wind,
What once seemed a breeze,
Has suddenly changed its swing!

Never let the fear,
Take its toll on you,
For there’s nothing to be afraid,
If you have thought it through,

Stick by your word,
If you think you’re right,
Muster all your courage,
And show all your might,

Don’t just dream in your life,
But live up to your dream,
The happiness that you get,
Will be hitherto unseen!

We are to be free...

I had no clue,
Of what I would see,
The numbness in my mind,
Getting the better of me,

With each passing day,
It was getting worse,
When every moment,
Seemed like a curse,

And with the end,
Nowhere in sight,
Every thought in my mind,
Was putting up a fight,

Should I stop?
Or should I go on?
Were the choices,
That I was pondering on,

I couldn’t decide,
Which side to take,
For if I choose wrong,
My future would be at stake,

Just when I thought,
All the hopes had gone,
Fortune smiled on me,
Like a beautiful dawn,


And all of a sudden,
It became very clear,
Confidence risen in me,
Overrode my timid fear,

I couldn’t believe,
How easy it was,
What I had been dreading,
Turned so easy to pass,

Now it’s all clear,
Of what I want to do,
I’ve decided on this,
After thinking it all through,

Let us be free birds,
For sky is where we belong to,
Let’s not get tied down,
For we both don’t want to,

Let us fly high,
For this is not our tree,
We have dreams to chase,
We are to be free,
We are to be free…

For the beautiful eyes...

Bolke nayan he tujhe
dakhvi kaik bhaav
bedhund karun sarvanna
karati hrudayavar ghaav

ek nazar hi tujhi
sange tujha swabhaav
kashi avraychi mag
tula punha pahnyachi haav?

nazuk papnyaan sange
kheli he lapandaav
banavle pahuni janu tula
mrignaini he naav

For a friend who was leaving Mumbai for a job...

Fly away my friend, where your dreams call by,
To distant lands, where ambitions fly high,
Keep up your spirits, but never sulk and sigh,

Start afresh, bidding the past goodbye,
Build a new nest, where all the warmth will lie,
Bond it with love, with every twig you tie,

Times will be tough, but never should you cry,
Be it pouring rains, or be it summer dry,
Keep your mind open, and give a new try,

Look at the Sun, with a sparkle in the eye,
Flap your wings, and reach the endless sky,
With zest incredible, and never-say-die...

Self-portrait

A pencil in my hand, with the canvas on the stand,
started the lines to flow..
so happy I was, that I didn’t take a pause,
my face kept showing its glow..

as the painting got over, and my beats got slower,
I looked at what I could see..
it wasn’t just a face, it was pure beauty with grace,
as I saw a smiling me!

Love is a feeling...

Love is a feeling purely divine,
from a moment together,
till the end of time,
however be the beginning,
it matures like wine,
so much of you,
but only a little of mine,
you know there is a sureshot sign,
when every word of yours starts to rhyme,
I’ll go to any lengths,
to make you smile,
‘coz its you and only you,
who makes my living worthwhile..

A friend you are...

A friend you are,
so helping indeed,
you always stand by me,
whenever i'm in need..

A friend you are,
so truly sweet,
you make any chocolate,
look just incomplete..

A friend you are,
so pretty i say,
like a blossoming flower,
on a bright sunny day..

A friend you are,
so very kind,
people like you,
are very rare to find..

A friend you are,
so full of fun,
just like a line,
with an intended pun..

A friend you are,
so very dear,
you bring in my life,
a whole lot of cheer!