Poetic Reveries

city of hate - CloudConnected

2008-07-02T20:39:00.001-07:00

Good morning god lets raise the sword
Roads on rage shooting stares move ahead

Welcome to work things have changed
Outsiders infecting so curse that breed

Find new reasons forget all brotherhood
Follow the mob, religion our lonely pride

Ekta for gossip neighbors no need
Doors are shut and no one to invade

Weekend time queue up to fight for food
Dinner was getaway, satisfaction granted

Day was horrible go on and screw the bed
City of Hate awaits, tomorrow we will lead

city of hope - afnan

2008-07-02T20:38:00.000-07:00

Here I dare to introduce,
The city of "cancer"!
Crowded among the patients,
were the doctors and sisters.
United they all stood;
awakened from sleep for the morning prayers,
The old, the kids and the teenagers...
awaiting to meet a family, a job or a future!
And i cudnt hear a word;
but only the rolling tears...
Time flowing from their hands;
like the sand in an hourglass!
Wrinkled, paled and scared,
not ready to look in the mirror.
But now I dare to intorduce,
The city of "HOPE"
so limited is Cancer -
where Love cannot cripple
and hopes cannot shatter
dreams cannot destroy
and spirit cannot lower
Truely so limited is cancer.

City of hearts - PEPPYVAISHU

2008-07-02T20:37:00.001-07:00

PEPPYVAISHU

CITY OF HEARTS

THE CITY OF HEARTS
IS WHAT I WANT TO FIND
WHERE I’M TIGHTLY BOUND BY STRINGS OF LOVE
HOLDING ME BACK ME WHEN I STRAY TOWARDS THE WRONG,
ENCOURAGING ME WHEN A GOOD DEED’S DONE
WHERE ESCAPE IS INFIDELITY
HATRED A SIN & VOILENCE A CURSE
AN ABODE WHERE HONESTY THRIVES & COMPASSION LIVES…
SO ETHEREAL THESE THINGS DO SEEM
LOST IN THE ANNALS OF HISTORY… NOW
SUCH WERE THE FONDS OF MY BLISSFUL HEART
BUT WHERE SHALL I FIND MY CITY OF HEARTS??

IN THE QUEST FOR JOY,
IN THE QUEST FOR LOVE,
I TRAVERSED CITIES A PLENTY,
THE PEOPLE WERE GOOD,
THE LANDSCAPES ENCHANTING
BUT THERE WAS ALWAYS SOMETHING MISSING..
THAT “WHAT” I WAS SEARCHING FOR IS UNFATHOMABLE
FOR I WANTED TO FIND MY HOME IN ALL OF THEM!
WHERE SHALL I FIND MY CITY OF HEARTS ,
THAT’S THE QUESTION I USUALLY ASKED.

A FAMILY TO RELY ON
AND FRIENDS TO CARE FOR
WHERE I’M LOVED FOR WHAT I AM
WHERE THERE IS SUCH UNCONDITIONAL LOVE
THAT I SHALL CRAVE TO GIVE & ONLY GIVE!
SUCH WERE THE IDEAS THAT SHROUDED MY MIND
AND THUS THE ETERNAL QUEST WENT ON…

I REALISED THAT THERE SHALL NEVER BE
SUCH A CITY OF HEARTS
FOR PEOPLE HAVE BECOME COLD & CRUDE
IT TAKES A MILLION BUCKS FOR THEM
TO PASS ON A SIMPLE SMILE
LOST ARE THE SMALL TALKS
THAT PEOPLE USED TO SHARE
ITS NOW THE MASKS OF PERFECT EXPRESSIONS
THAT ONE & ALL SO NICELY WEAR
SMALL JOYS NO MORE HOLD MEANING,
SMALL BEAUTIES NO MORE APPRECIATED
NOW IT’S THE LURE OF MONEY THAT’S ENTICING..

THE RAT RACE HAS REACHED SATURATION
BUT NONE HAVE REALISED THE GRAVE SITUATION
THE CITY OF HEARTS IS BURIED SOMEWHERE
ALONE , DARK & WITHERED..
IT ROTS DUE TO LACK OF CARE
FOR PEOPLE HAVE LEFT TO A NEW SPHERE
WHERE MONEY & NOT EMOTIONS ARE SO DEAR.

NONETHELESS I WANT TO FIND
MY CITY OF HEARTS,
WHERE HUMANS ARE HUMANS
WITH A PIECE OF HEART
THE QUEST THAT I’VE BEGUN
SHALL SOMEDAY BE COMPLETE
TILL THEN IT’S THE HOPE IN MY HEART
THAT TELLS ME I’LL SURELY FIND
MY CITY OF HEARTS!!

O City of those distant days - Azgar

2008-07-02T20:35:00.000-07:00

O City of those distant days,
O City by the sea!
O City of those wondrous ways
Where once I roamed so free!

Here I was born, one summer morn,
Here once you welcomed me;
Here her I wed, my kids were born,
I lived so happily!

I made a name, and grew in fame,
Until that fateful day;
For crimes not mine, I wept in shame,
And I was sent away!

The years have flown, the lonely years,
Now I am old and thin;
I've nothing left of those glad times
Except the strength within.

How much I missed your air so fine,
Perhaps you missed me too;
Now here I stand O City mine!
Today I start anew!

City of the sea - raghu

2008-07-02T20:33:00.000-07:00

The monotony of a pulse
Lost, While the sounds of drums and gongs
Danced reverent in the may heat,
This city’s son’s farewell song

By the beach, catamarans lined
With oars now propped up in salute
And traffic paused, the parade passed
And the lighthouse blinked a tribute

Now farewell friend, be born again
Unto our city by the sea
Be celebrated once again
Whether in life or death it be

When right becomes wrong : Sruthi

2008-06-02T21:08:00.002-07:00

“Wrong wrong, it is all wrong!
Everything, from start to fin,
My life, the world, all so wrong!”

“Wrong? How? Pray tell me!
Perfect, absolute Avalon,
This charm of life,
This world of delight!”

“Yes, the light you do see,
The darkness ignored!
This wrath of existence,
The penury of soul!”

“You bastard of society,
Beggar by birth,
You dare assert filth?
Dare deny the light?”

“No, dare I do not,
The words tearfully spoken,
An outburst of emotion,
Painfully told,
Forgive me, forgive me!”

“Good! The orphans of paradox,
This pantomime, you strive and drive.
Perfection, perfection,
Debased shall you be,
For, in this world of rights,
When right becomes wrong,
Wrong becomes victory!”

When right is wrong : Dipa

2008-06-02T21:08:00.001-07:00

These lines with her life, so well does rhyme.
As it happens with her all the time.

Eyes meet, heart skips a beat.
Even before, ear to ear the smile could reach
He wears his shades to beat the heat.
Guys in their teens have hearts so strange
Say "Boys will be boys", making sure never to change.

Life goes on and another time he comes along
Pretending to have changed for the best of all.
Never to mind, she moves ahead to someday see the morn
Failing every other time, just to realize she was all alone.
Giving her a shoulder, like a gentlemen he touches her soul

This time, she had lost her heart to him ones more
Loved him from deep down to the core.
But he confesses before, he loved someone else even more
Right again goes wrong, with more pains to be bore.

Wandering soul then one day,suddenly woke up
When a stranger online, buzzed " Hey Wassup? "
He made her smile, cheered her up every other time.

In no time, life had began to shine..even after a heartbreak new
This stranger had become the one amongst the few
She dreamt about a future together, but little did she knew

That never there was a rule," True love would stay forever, ones its sown ".
The right is " Some get love and some are just meant to be alone "
She now wishes, for this right to ones again go wrong....

Is the world what we perceive? : Shivam

2008-06-02T21:07:00.001-07:00

The eternal search for the unknown
the eternal search for truth
can be a long winding route,
and in the end,
what we consider false
turns out to be the truth.

The definition of truth
the realm of the right
is so infinite, so vast, so varied
as twinkling stars in star studded night
And more often than not
it becomes right,
What wrong was thought.

Wrong or right cannot be judged
by a few chosen standards alone
and it leads to erroneous judgement
and right can be taken wrongly.

It is upto us,
to maintain our ideals
when the truth unravels
and when right is wrong,
It is upto us
to believe
that what is right for us, can be wrong to other.

Rights & Wrongs : If There's Ever Anything Like That : Shashank

2008-06-02T21:05:00.000-07:00

Rights Became Wrong
Minutes Kept Wasting
Over The Phone
And The Sweet Home
We Built
Blew In The Storm
One Night
When Dreams Got Over
The Other Morning
Woke Up And Realized
Rights Were Rights
Wrongs Were Wrong
All The Same
Nothing Changed
Except
Me & You

The Psychiatrist's Sonnet : Azgar

2008-06-02T21:04:00.002-07:00

When Right is Wrong, You know, and Left is Right;
And all is Topsy-turvy, Upside down!
When Night is Day, You know, and Dark is Light;
And they laugh at poor You like at some Clown!
When they talk to You like You are insane;
And You hear Weird voices inside Your head!
When just Delusions, Confusions remain;
And You always feel Blue, often see Red!
When Nonsense is all that You seem to say;
And Reality's twisted like a Dream!
When that Ghostly Presence won't go away;
And You can do nothing but Curse and Scream!
Then the Diagnosis is Psychosis or Neurosis;
Yet if You comprehend this, there's a hopeful Prognosis!

Sach : Navin

2008-06-02T21:04:00.001-07:00

sach ka sach .. kitna sach
odhe jaise kai kavach ..
sach ke jhooth, se mushkil hai bachna
jaise koi bhavya chakravyuh ki sanrachna

satya, asatya, karm aur dharm,
jeevan mrityu se ho jo pare
kaise inn ke artha ka aahvaan,
koi sadharan manushya kare

sabko krsna ka paramarsh nahi milta
kya hai vikaran .. kya sach ka jhooth..
kya dharm .. kya adharm ..
sab ke jeevan ka har taatparya nahi khilta

paya maine jhooth hi jhooth
jhooth jo har pal ghonte manavta ka gala
maayne jeevan ke jab dhoondne main chala
sach ka sach kitna sach .. mujhe aksar sach ka jhooth hi mila

Ghir ghir aaye badal kaale - dhriti

2008-06-02T19:35:00.000-07:00

Ghir ghir aaye badal kaale
Sooraj par jun laage grahn sa
Andhiyaare ki chaadar dale
Din ab mohe laage rain sa

Badal sang ka lade bijuriya
Chale pavan bhi bauraayee si
Le le jaave mori chunariya
Pagali, tu kaahe ko itraayee si?

Chalkat jaave rang gagariya
Dharti ki ab sobhha nikhari
Ban kar aayee hai badaryia
Jo man se kabhi ik aah nikali

Jab tej bahut girtin hain boonden
Kaanton si chubtin hain tan ko
Naino me ye sapne goondhen
Aur choo letin hain seedhe man ko

Chip jaayen paani me aansoo
Aur kasak sab mere man ki
Bhanak na lagne paaye jagat ko
Ab kuch is diwaanepan ki

Vengeful Rain - raghu

2008-06-02T19:34:00.001-07:00

Fireworks we set ablaze
Slapped all across her face

The teary maiden cried
In clouds dark she did hide

And poured out her dismay
Our fires now snuffed away

She showed now no respite
In rage she cackled bright

I pray to end her spree
A vengeful rain it be

Rain drops on moon roofs - raghu

2008-06-02T19:32:00.000-07:00

Rain drops on moon roofs
Clip clopped like horse hooves

Through each drop did I glimpse
Hazed sight of the moon wink

Night passed, and the rain stopped
Moon pixels shone in few drops

Eager, I wipe off the rain
Pictures be seen whole again

A Drop Of Water! : Afnan

2008-05-27T08:55:00.000-07:00

A drop of water - dear to you and me,
the cost is nothing - its given free.

It enlightens the life of many - good or bad,
comforts the weary - gladdens the sad.

To rich or poor - beggar or thief,
consoles all - of any belief.

A natures gift - to young and old,
cheers onthe faint - disarms the bold.

A boon ! - to birds and beasts,
matter of faith - for some atleast.

Unlike most blessings - for which we pray,
what do u call it? 'A drop of Rain' I say....!

Rain - Navin Dutta

2008-05-26T14:38:00.000-07:00

Shoulder clutched,
Shrieking pain
Tattering leaves
Crying for Rain

Darkened doorway
Lightening scrawled
Grippling, thundering
Child’s appal

Spasmodic, tumbling
Roaring and silent,
Heavy, moisturous
Pleasing and violent

Timpany, chatter, clatter
Rap, tap, rattatat
Stacatto, drumming
Rhythm of the rain
Sipping away, all the pain

Furious, noisy
Dark and grey
Settling equations
With sun’s fray

Revenge, cries or snare
God’s anger or despair
Eternal bliss or divine chant
Raingod arrows every flair

Drops fall,
Wrinkle the sea
Purge, diminish,
Then die utterly

Thirsty leaves
Drink it all
Drop by drop
Until the rain stops

Rain : Shruthi

2008-05-25T20:35:00.000-07:00

They frighten me,
The dark clouds.
I close my eyes,
Lose myself to the thunder,
It grumbles-
Rain is imminent!

I hate the grumble,
It frightens me,
Why did Monet choose clouds?
I wonder!
About this damned rain,
Why do they sing?
I do not seek it,
I do not want it.

It will melt my heart,
I fear!
It will caress my hunger,
My soul, it will torture!
The rain, it will!

Sssshhhhh!!!
They hear me,
The clouds!
In quiet mutiny,
They stare at me!
‘No’, whispers the sudden breeze,
‘Rain will only cleanse you!’

And suddenly,
The snare drums ceased,
Commenced the guitar intro!
On my eyelid,
The first drop fell!
The rain, I knew then,
It will cleanse me!

The Girl From Yesterday - Abhishek Mishra

2008-05-25T09:07:00.000-07:00

What is it?
I'm not telling.

Who is it?
I'm not telling.

Who is she?
I'm not telling.

Do you miss her?
No I don't.

Do you miss the days?
No I don't.

Do you want to go back?
No I don't.

Rain rain bloody rain
bring her back
I want the pain.

Rain rain bloody rain
bring her back
I need the pain.

Let it rain - Welkin Dream

2008-05-24T05:36:00.000-07:00

Let it rain
let it pour down
till the clouds are all dry.

Let the clouds come
and cover up the moon
till there is absolute darkness.

Let the thunder be silent
let the lightning be dim
let the winds that blow
take a long recess.

Let it rain
and let it only rain.

For I wish to
alone in this moment
of grief, of loneliness.

So let me be alone
and let me cry

let me sit in the corner
and bear this heart melting pain.

Let it rain.

The rain that soaked my mind - Kings XI Punjab

2008-05-24T05:34:00.000-07:00

O the meandering desert of my mind
the driest of dry
Not a plant of pleasure,
Not a twig of thrill.

Happiness evaded it
as travellers do the desert
Grief and frustration pervaded it
as cactus does the desert.

Then soon, came the blissful drops of rain
the first drops of soothing rain
Which soaked the desert of my mind
making it fresh, green, beautiful.

The rain of happiness
conquered the cactii of grief
The rain of spirituality
Soaked the drynes of frustration
and I was whole again.

Let it rain - shigufta

2008-05-24T05:33:00.001-07:00

Lord! I have blisters on my hand,

I have blisters on my feet,

The yield I had sown,

I see the crops dry,

I see they die,

Lord! I say…

Let it Rain.

Lord! I would hear…

The sparrow chirping,

Today, it sits quietly waiting,

It flew to find water, in vain,

The parched earth cries…

Lord! Let it Rain,

Let it Rain.

My lady travels miles…

The well dried up,

The field dried up,

The cattle dried up,

Do we have somewhere to go…

I see silent tears she drains,

Lord! Let it Rain.

My dear farmer friend,

On the same day we were wed,

I witnessed his funeral,

He burnt in pyre,

For a drop, there so much of pain,

Lord! Let it Rain,

Let it Rain.

Lord! Me say, never a man does cry,

As I wipe away the dry stains,

But today, I feel his tears…

It betrays as a woman's eyes,

Why have I become so soft lord,

Lord! I pray…

Let it rain.

Watering the Desert : Spriglief

2008-05-20T08:05:00.000-07:00

I order the armored column to halt.
And guns out, we circled the lone tree.
Floating as channel marker buoy
On the this sea of sand.

The clearing team swept the space
And declared it clean
Of biological and radiological hazards
The enemy’s mechanical death dealing devices.

Then we claimed our space
By answering natures call
And a warm yellow rain
Poured out on the lone tree.

Next morning the engines roared
But before we moved out
A five gallon water can on the tree
Was emptied out.

This soldier wanted to leave
Something behind
After his tracks were buried
In the desert sand.

Oh Rain : Welkin

2008-05-18T08:07:00.001-07:00

He
as he sat
on stretch of parched earth
under the sole tree of shade.

mindlessly staring
at the endless, cracked land,
at the vacant, hopeless sky,
for change in both, to God he bade.

So dry
oh so cruelly dry it was
that his tears, his grief had vaporised,
under the unceasing heat of the ruthless sun.

his cattle,
his wife had starved to their end,
but this deluge of dryness was far from being gone,
this drought, this curse, was now eating his son.

leaves died, fell off
the sole tree of shade,
it too was being consumed by this bane,
he looked up through the bare branches
spoke out of his dry throat, with pain.

"oh rain......"

far away
another man sat,
on the roof of his house,
soaking wet, cold, scared, grieved.

he looked
at the waves that washed lives away,
that razed houses, erased villages,
left peoples' swollen hearts bereaved.

Smell of rot,
of the deceased and diseased,
but this hellish deluge was far from being done,
with impending epidemics and death to come.

Drops fell,
the water rose with every wave,
his roof, his time was drowned bit by bit,
He looked at the cracks in the clouds,
hoping for them to widen up, free the sun,
With shivering, swollen, tired lips he said,

“oh rain….”

Rainy Aid : Premila

2008-05-18T08:00:00.000-07:00

The pouring rain drenched me,
It squirted right upto the knee.
It felt as if heaven's plumbing system,
Failed and came down on the street.

Water in my eye,
Water in my ear.
Water faliing from the sky,
Water flowing everywhere.

I'm having trouble seeing,
Water heavily seeping,
I can hardly hear,
I'm wet till the rear.

Huts washed away,
Violently branches sway,
People cry in despair,
Its an absolute nightmare.

Nature was in full spate,
Its anger refused to abate.
Government began the debate,
On relief work and first aid.

A few days rolled by,
Rain began to subside.
Quenching nature's thirst,
It began its exit.

Politicians flew across,
To estimate the loss.
Aids began to pour,
Almost from every quarter.

The government was so magnanimous,
Began to pose with victims enormous.
Their motive was to impress,
Just for the television and the press.

One third aid for the poor,
Who got nothing to recover.
Two third aided the politicians,
And made them rich forever.

A Night of The Monsoon Rains : Shashank

2008-05-18T07:55:00.000-07:00

Raindrops on the window pane
Amongst the clouds is a moon so wane

We continue to talk thorugh the photograph
These mischevious eyes of yours trying to conceal the laugh

Raindrops on the tin roof create music of the night
A small rivulet by the road is just coming to life

A smell of wet earth fills the senses
This aint a night to ignore your stealthy glances

So we'll pass the night by the window sill
You somewhere, and I enjoying the monsoon thrill

Cos' tonight the sleep will be hard to come by
As always, all else will pass, except You and I.

Why do you write?

2008-05-17T04:11:00.000-07:00

Since we already have a discussion going on about how you write, some of us thought it was appropriate to talk about the why. Why do you write? What is your motivation, intention, purpose?
Who do you write for - your self or the world? What makes you share what you write? How do you feel when you show your work to someone else?

These discussions are meant to be as much a means of self analysis as self expression. We hope they will be carried forward in a friendly, cordial, and harmonious way.

Five lil chimps - Navin

2008-05-16T13:54:00.000-07:00

Five lil chimps
All part of the game
An experiment credited
To NASA's name

Were cornered in a room
With no ceiling, but four walls
As the only way out
They put a ladder in the hall

A study to judge
How their doings sprout
Will ALL the chimps
Try to escape out ?

The smartest chimp
Observed it all.
Was the first to try.
To make it out of the walls.

The scientists waited,
And waited to see.
They already had, a plan B
As soon he climbed up ladder
The taps on top, sprinkled hot water

The chimp fell down.
Others running here and there
They witnessed the sorrow, the misery
When he executed the dare

Nevermind, just a bad day,
They thought
Who would re-attempt the break,
They finally sought

All planned and executed as strategised,
Everything was just so so right
When hot water sprinkled from the top like rain
All horrified, trying to find a shelter again

This happened to one, and happened to second
It followed to third and then to number four
Judging the matter, the number five,
Never had the courage try it anymore

For them.
Infact a rule was taking birth
They lived in the mansion,
As if it was their only earth

Any chimp who now, tried to break the rule
Would be beaten blues and black, by the rest
A failed escape and a burnt skin
They all planned not to put them, again to test

The scientists noticed
The clever move
They had a plan
A plan that further drove

One by one they were all trained mind
The scientists noticed and each day
Replaced a smart chimp.
With the monkey, of the other kind,

These were not the smart chimps
But mere monkeys
Of the situation,
Who had no idea Or a little glimpse

The new monkey unaware, of the rules made
Tried to escape the mansion walls,
Was beaten to hell when he tried to break
Was beaten to cries, to make heartening calls

The experiment was over and was succesfully done
The equipments, the chimps and the scientists. All gone
But the monkeys were left in the mansion
Unaware of all this unattention

They would still beat a monkey
"Who thought unwisely" they said
Who would break the rules
Who would try to escape

Does this poem fall in this category ?
Is that what you said just now
Does the story have a moral ?
Is that what you are wondering
Well what it is and how,
Come lets together, figure out the call

Well its so simple. So easy, you see
You can deduce a lot from this silly story
This is how traditions are made and followed
This is how religions cooked and swallowed

Is it worth to stick to the rules
The rules. which no more govern the blues
Well whom to preach and whom to tell
No scholars left. Even the chimps are gone.
Only monkeys left. Left behind to ring the bell

Your personal process...

2008-05-16T06:32:00.001-07:00

How do you write? It is a very unique and personal process for each one of us, and may be this is a good place to share that. How do you do it, do you write in your head, the whole thing, edit, decide what you like better and then finally put it on paper in one go, or do you write and scratch and change and crumple those pieces of paper as shown in movies :). Do you write in one day or is it stretched over several days, etc etc...

Dharm prshn tak sah nahi sakte : Dhriti

2008-05-15T10:45:00.000-07:00

Nikal bahut aaye hain aage
Nyay, vigyan, kala ke baande
Dharm ab bhi khade vahan par
Yugon poorv khade the jahan par

Dhrmon me pragati nahi hai
Dharmon me unnati nahi hai
Dharmon ne parivartan ko mana
Kabhi apni shakti nahi hai

Ulte dharm karen garv
Apni pracheenta par
Apni rudhita par
Apni kattarta par
Ek se bhad kar ek
Apni jahilta par

Kis dam par maange nishtha mujhse
Jab Dharm uttar koi de nahi sakte
Dharm prshn tak sah nahi sakte
Kya denge swargon me ye mujhko
Jo abhi dhara par de nahi sakte

In Whose Name : Shashank

2008-05-14T21:28:00.000-07:00

If I had your face
your colour and race
and I worship
your religion;
in whose name then
will there be blood again,
who will embrace
these sorrows and pain,
orphans of your blind game.
What will happen
to life's goal and aim,
perhaps life
will never be the same.

So I doubt
that you will spare me then
for the game doesn't end
till someone remains;
And I know
even you're not to blame,
you'll continue to fight
and kill for fun
for you were never god anyways,
just a mere human.

Hell : Welkin

2008-05-10T08:23:00.000-07:00

To be dried, sliced, hung and fried,
to be hauled into cauldrons,
brimming with boiling oil.

To be mauled by a hundred bulls,
over and over again.
To be stripped and eaten,
lashed and beaten,
forced into the most painful pain.

Hell,
Afterlife’s face,
for all those guilty.
For those whom God marks,
as sinful, cruel, wrong or filthy.

The justice of God,
for those who disobeyed.
The unending, unceasing,
heaviest, harshest bane.

Hell,
The horrid view of after life,
that sounds like utter insanity.
Detestable, but unquestionable,
ruthless justice of divinity.

But hell,
the most significant of beliefs.
that delimits, curtails,
the ills of all humanity.

The darkest corner of Gods realm.
A predicament, a warning sign.
The loud crack of the whip,
the flourish of the flashy lash.
That keeps this world so brimming,
so blossoming with civilized sanity.

Faith & the Fruit - Strider

2008-05-09T03:17:00.000-07:00

Asked a student one day to his Guru,
“Master, I have a question for you”

Said the Guru, “Ask, and I shall tell,
For the well of life is as deep as you dwell”

The student asked, “Why do we worship idols of stone,
Why does logic sometimes leave faith alone?

Why do some worship the Sun, why some the moon,
Why do some build temples in the sea, others in sandy dunes?

Why do some light lamps, some light candles,
Why do some burn the dead in white, others bury in black cradles?”

To this the Guru said, “See a banana, and what have ye,
The peel is religion, the core is spirituality

Not many see the fruit, and instead fight over the skin,
And thus does mankind commit a deadly sin

Blinded by faith are they, for they do not realise,
That all skins have the same fruit inside”

Qayamat aa jaaegi : Afnan

2008-05-07T04:18:00.000-07:00

Buraay se sambhal jao; ek din Qayamat aa jaaegi...
Pal dar pal; din ba din; yeh duniya khatma ho jaaegi...

Shaytan ke karib hai hum; Imaan se door hai...
Hum ko sukoon milega kahan; hum to muhabbat se door hai...
Hai muqtela khud me; ki insaaniyat se door hai...
Had hai ki hum masjido; mandiro se door hai...

Yahi doori.... yahi doori, hume dozakh talak le jaaegi...
Buraay se sambhal jao; ek din Qayamat aa jaaegi...

Faishon ke shaukh ne kiya hai; humko is kadar kharab...
Milti nahi gharo me; humare koi mazhabi kitab...
Pashchimi desho ki dhun par; nach raha hai shabab...
Kya sahi hai aur kya hai galat; kyu dil deta nahi jawab...

Nayi tehzeeb.... nayi tehzeeb, aur jaane kya kya dikhlaaegi...
Buraay se sambhal jao; ek din Qayamat aa jaaegi...

Pehle humhi ne chhod di; taleem deen ki...
Fir dete nahi hai bachchon ko bhi; taleem deen ki...
Kaise bhala yeh baat karenge? tasleem deen ki...
Kya kar sakenge kabhi; izzat deen ki...

Yahi naasamji.... yahi naasamji; is nasl ko behkaa jaaegi...
Buraay se sambhal jao; ek din Qayamat aa jaaegi...

Lekar diya roshni ka; aaye hum door se...
Aao dilon ko roshan kare; muhabbat ke noor se...
Utha ke sar chalo chale; fakro guroor se...
Mit jaaega andhera; sharafat ke noor se...

Yahi nasihat... yahi nasihat, hum sabke kaam aa jaaegi...
Buraay se sambhal jao; ek din Qayamat aa jaaegi...

My Wish - Anurak

2008-05-03T03:06:00.000-07:00

When you walk these breezy roads
I wish to be a stone you touch

When the heavenly drops make you wet
I wish to be the towel you press

When your honey lips chant my name
I wish to be the air you breath

Coz,the diamonds in the sky are no match
To your beautiful eyes,that in my dreams dance

An Excerpt From History - Welkin Dream

2008-05-02T13:02:00.000-07:00

She sat in a dark corner,
like a lifeless, rotting corpse,
her heart raced out of fatal fear,
She awaited for her end to come,
as her life leaked, tear after tear.

The mud draped walls, now stank,
the earthen floor, the cold stove,
the din depressing light of the oil lamp.
With every beat, her heart gasped for a little life,
with every gasp, a little more it sank.

And then they came,
four of the religiously correct men.
They grabbed her, dragged her out.

They dragged her to the place,
the exit door, of the unfortunate.
But even though she was not so,
their rules, beliefs, religiously correct ways,
drove her, this unwilling woman, to her ill fate.

Bangles broke, chants were read,
the torch was lit, oil was spread.
Was tied up, this stubborn woman,
for she refused to abide to their way,
to lie with him, on his death bed.

Loud cries, mercy pleads, burst of tears,
the way of God, of priests, of the correct.
Inhuman, cruel, detestable, evil,
a holy ritual, a sacrifice for the best.
An unjust way, to uphold the honour of the sect.

The flames were drawn,
and all just stood around and watched.
Deaf, dumb, blind to this most moving scene.

So, how does one define religion?
A correcting pill to instill humanity,
or a whip in the hands of insane?
Confuse, bewilder a man who thinks,
of such excerpts from own religious history.

She came : Welkin

2008-05-02T10:11:00.000-07:00

A storm awoke,
All the grass uprooted,
trees bent and broke.
Sky shone with startling thunder,
and in this wildly confusing chaos,
she came, to claim her plunder.

Her hair blowing most violently,
like a thousand snakes in the wind.
Her shirt, her skirt fluttered,
like a pirate’s flag at sea,
and as polished granite, shone her bare skin.

She walked to me and stood abreast,
wickedly smiled and gazed in my eyes.
Ohhhh her eyes, where she tamed those fatal tornadoes,
that brought to their knees, the toughest of foes.

Then she kept her warm hand,
on the left side of my chest,
and then she came nearer and whispered.

“Die…..”

With that her hand went through my skin, my ribs,
it reached my heart and held it,
then she pulled it out, bit by bit.
When she got it out, she kissed me,
stepped back and pushed me to fall.

I fell. Lost, hypnotized, captivated by her,
looted, snatched, robbed off my throbbing heart,
I fell and I lay unmoved on the grass.

I know I exaggerate her grand entry,
but this was just the impact she had on me.
Later I tried to talk, to interact,
but she was too cold, uninterested to be exact.
Or maybe she saw in me, some repelling lack.

But thank God it was just euphoric infatuation,
and not deep, entrapping, irreversible love,
and so in a month or so, I got up, stood again
And not long after, I grew my heart back.

The Stranger : Afnan

2008-05-02T06:10:00.000-07:00

I lived in the upper reaches of the river,
White satin of moon floating all over.

Shinning sun on the petals of the flowers,
Accompanying them; I contently spend hours.

Out of blue; rising from the water,
Stepped out a storm; riding from the lower reaches of the river!

He was tastefully dressed in a simple style,
With a graceful bearing & a charming smile.

With million beats knocking my heart; we gazed at each other,
Like a carted leaf; I was wandering for shelter..

In the spark of his soul; I kept burning bright,
The warmth of his arms; on cold winter nights.

Within the wall of his heart; slowly I stepped inside,
Amazingly found him; awaiting me open wide.

He lent me his light; until I became a molten rock,
Moulding me into a ‘Ruby’; a gem of luck!

Conspiracy against Love - Navin

2008-04-30T12:15:00.001-07:00

O stars !! O stars !!
Pls make her think
Make her think of me as you blink

O cmon stars !!
why the hell do u wink
Is it coz when i talk to her
I go dumb and pink

O Moon !! O Moon !!
I have no doubt
I knw you will help me out

O Moon !! O Moon !!
Where do u dissappear
Hey !! why dont you shine
Is it that you want to tell me
That the beauty is all mine

O sky !! O sky !!
I knw u ll help me
No moon. No stars. Doesnt matter
I see you are so clear
We ll make a do
While she stares at you

O sky !! O sky !!
Why do u go behind the clouds
Is it because
You re filled with fear
Fine !! Without you it is,
I still wont lose my dear

O Lord !! O Lord !!
Why dont u grant it to me
Is it becoz I love her more
More .. Than I love thee

O my Angel !! Sweet Angel !!
Dont trust the stars, the moon,
The sky, The clouds,
Even the Lord.

They are all confused u see,
Oh Hold on …
Now i get it, I get it now.
Its a universal conspiracy !!

Dont you bother.
I ll paint us the stars, the moon
The sky, the clouds
Lets go there and shout aloud.
Lets tell them, no matter wat
We ll stay together, You and me
We are and were, always meant to be

TILL MY LAST BREATH - Maitreyi

2008-04-30T12:06:00.000-07:00

Stars brighten the drowsy night
and streets blink a lonely grief
Emptiness groomed the darkness more
Suddenly the moon sparked a glorious beam
From an open window fell a ray so bright
It stroke a path making impression glittery
I walked along to reach the light so profound
Moved along admiring the elicit essence
It reflected a long way shuffling my joy
Rejoiced some feelings within so deep
Subjected an impression undefined underneath
A face flickered resuming its individuality
Then grew a beauty of thoughts so transient
Figured a graceful looking angel briskly
Held her hands to uphold an innocent demure
Rolled my eyes draining an astonished gaze
Words flew a mellifluous road at her address

Ahaaa! Oh lord! That’s a miracle!

You are the Gods majestic creation so far
who dropped you all in my arms
flowers follow your path scenting the attire
when you smile, thunders shriek a fear
dies a million skepticism through your timid shy
jewels a diamond of those almond eyes
when the aqueous gleams a depth so enthralling
viscous a honey slips your enchanting presence
I forget the world in your unimaginable embellishments
who crafted you so magnanimously?
Angel of Angels! you make a poor soul submerge in thoughts
which provoke a meaningful admiration
from a stoic who feigned no feelings before
I inflicted a toxin of those memorable glimpses
carves a joyous future now from those pleasures
plays a song of your name my heart an imposition
cried! screamed! searched! fought! prayed! cursed!
where she disappeared within a fraction?
days passed by seasons moved by
thoughts ruled all her name all night long
my eyes searched the beauty that came so strong
went a stranger giving few relishing moments
I know not how she virtually shaped a desire all in heart
Which built a mountain of rock all so far
phases a life now which flows a river
with sedimentations of cluttered emotions
which do not break me free
from a pain segregated in her absence
Appearance might shed and collapse a second
But thoughts depth an ocean all life long .
Love will last long
Till my last breath
Till my last breath
Till my last breath

Un-coincidental - Welkin

2008-04-30T11:58:00.000-07:00

I walk into the library,
through the hallway,
crossing seats, tables, racks,
and I come and sit,
from you, just two seats away.

I place the book,
face up on the table.
I open another and start to read,
and for you to notice,
I eagerly wait.

You don’t take long,
to notice the cover,
which is to you very familiar.
Impatient as you always are,
you get up and come near.

You use your fingers,
to set you silken hair aside.
You bend a bit,
look curiously with your bespectacled eyes.

Ahhhh such proximity,
my heart pounds.
My mind waits anxiously.

“May I see this book?”
You turn to me and ask.
“Yes of course”
I say and hand it to you.
You take it, sit aside me,
open the book, flip a pages few.

I look at you so immersed,
your slender fingers,
drooling over the words.
I start to talk about the book,
discussing, telling about it,
my opinion, my view.

You mention you wonder,
at this coincidence,
You call my bringing this book,
a divine interference.
I nod in affirmation,
elated at the start of this lovely conversation.
But I smile to myself,
with the feel of completion.

For it was only yesterday,
I had overhead you say,
how you eagerly wanted,
this book, to read.

For it took me,
under the blazing sun,
rigorous searching,
bookshops, some 61.

And for it took,
a sleepless night,
to read it through,
and develop my opinion, my view.

And so I smiled at you,
and nodded in confirmation,
of this coincidence,
which was in reality,
so very un-coincidental.

यादों की गली मे -- धृति सत्यम

2008-04-30T11:25:00.000-07:00

Yaadon ki gali mein
Ek toota hua kila hai
yahan har mod par mujh se
Ek saaya aa mila hai

Tum yahan khade batiyate ho
Vahan, us jagah baith, aksar gaate ho
Kuch kahne to vale the mujhse
Phir kya soch kar ruk jaate ho.

Meri baat pe yun chidh jaate ho
Bin samjhe hi bas, bhid jaate ho
Main lakh kahoon na sochoon tumko
Par, kabhi kaheen, hanste hue dikh jaate ho.

Hai tees koi youvan ki
Ya hook koi saawan ki
Jo dil se phir na jaaye kabhi
Hai baat vahi manbhavan ki.

Vrindavan ab kuch khaas nahin
Phir milne ki bhi to rahi aas nahin
Kyon dhoonde radha gali gali
Ab yahan to uske shyam nahin.

Na maang sakoon duaaoon mein bhi
Main nahi tumhari jafaaon mein bhi
Kya muafi, aur kis se chahoon
Jab tum nahin mere gunahon mein bhi.

यादों की गली में
एक टूटा हुआ किला है
यहाँ हर मोड़ पर मुझ से
एक साया आ मिला है

तुम यहाँ खड़े बतियाते हो
वहां, उस जगह बैठ, अक्सर गाते हो
कुछ कहने तो वाले थे मुझसे
फिर क्या सोच कर रुक जाते हो.

मेरी बात पे यूं चिढ जाते हो
बिन समझे ही बस, भीड़ जाते हो
मैं लाख कहूं न सोचूँ तुमको
पर, कभी कहीं, बस हँसते हुए दिख जाते हो.

है टीस कोई यौवन की
या हूक कोई सावन की
जो दिल से फिर न जाए कभी
है बात वाही मनभावन की.

वृन्दावन अब कुछ ख़ास नहीं
फिर मिलने की भी तो रही आस नहीं
क्यों ढूंढे राधा गली गली
अब यहाँ तो उसके श्याम नहीं.

न मांग सकूं दुआऊँ में भी
मैं नही तुम्हारी जफाओं में भी
क्या मुआफी, और किस से चाहूँ
जब तुम नहीं मेरे गुनाहों में भी.

Infatuation - Welkin Dream

2008-04-30T11:24:00.000-07:00

The teacher stood up front,
in the class, blabbering jargons.
Instructing us students,
like a herd of goats,
While I sat there indulged,
in time killing doodles.
Browsing day dreams,
and far fetched, lofty thoughts.

Just then from the window,
a herd of clouds flocked in.
Timidly tickling the window panes,
then diffusing all through.

Suddenly the room,
was engulfed in drizzly whiteness.
The board disappeared,
then the teacher, the adjoining desk.

Visual silence, set in,
as I looked around,
at nothing but white nothingness.

But hey, I saw something,
a couple of black orbs.
Still, calm, wet,
2 black orbs, closely set.

I kept looking,
their sight was mesmerizing.
Like a pair of black diamonds they were,
perfectly cut, flawlessly shining.

A few seconds passed,
very long seconds though.
Clouds found their way out,
and about the orbs,
more I came to know.

They turned out to be pupils,
eyeballs, as they say.
Placed in a pair of eyes,
which were placed in face..
The face a pretty girl,
who was but a classmate.

And she was staring at me,
curiously, intensely, seriously.
Staring at me, cause I was staring at her,
ceaselessly, lovingly, foolishly.

Suddenly the silence broke,
into a chorus of laughter.

‘He is lost!!” “Oh ho, in love??”

"Hahahahahaha hahahaha"

Teasing, taunting, questions,
from a few pestering classmates.
I cut my stare,
as I suddenly got aware.
Embarrassed I looked else where,
gulped, gasped, shook my head.
Looked down at my book,
and acted out indulgence,
in my time killing doodles again.

But my lips curved back up soon,
I stole a glance of her again.
My head was overly clouded
with ticklish drizzly bliss.

Now I think it was childish infatuation,
but certainly very wonderfully pleasing fascination.

Someone Just Like You!!! - Dipa

2008-04-30T11:23:00.000-07:00

Frosty day it was and the wind so cool
As the bus drove me to the school.

Ran up the stairs to be the first
Hunting eyes killed the thirst.

Little you were, Ah! so perfect for me
I grabbed the place just next to thee.

Felt so special sitting beside you
Though my feeling you never did knew.

Dreaming away I smiled without gist
As the teacher announced the final list.

Shakespeare’s play was tagged for the annual day
As Romeo and Juliet did we lay.

With ecstasy and thrill as I read the scripts
Murmuring, my lines touched your lips.

Adrenaline rush, Yea I feel it still
How I wished for the dreams to fulfil.

My first crush, did stay for days few
But I do desire to marry, Someone Just Like You

Lost - Levid

2008-04-30T11:22:00.000-07:00

It was one summer afternoon,
When the wind blew the strange way,
Flown me like a leaf,
To the skies, and beyond.

The Sun rose from nowhere,
Blossomed all flowers,
And the scent filled the air;
But I thought,
It didn't matter.
Not that I'm dreaming,
But it didn't matter.

My heart had only Spring within,
With flowers all around,
Heaven's aroma spread abound;
Suns and moons with Stars in Sky;
Twinkling days, sparkling nights,
Singing dew dripping alights,
Happy trees humming in rhyme.

It felt,
As I was in love,
In love with an angel,
Who whispers somewhere near,
"Come, come to me, my dear"
But in mist does she disappear,
And I'm still alone,
In this summer afternoon.

A little girl - poojitha

2008-04-30T11:21:00.000-07:00

A little girl I was
The first summer of my teenage
Had I thought it would change me so much
Feelings of need and want evoked through my gut
Had I known I could get so week
Those goose bumbs that developed at the sound of his very voice
The crazy feeling coming from my stomach
The way my cheeks turned deep crimson just thinking about him
He had everything to do with my feelings and me completely
And yet those feelings were unknown to him
As I got transparent…..the whole warmth I had for him was gone
…I stood like a melted ice cream on a winter day!

The moment i saw you - Navin

2008-04-30T11:20:00.002-07:00

The moment i saw you
I was in heaven.
Brimmed with true love
Love buried so deep.
A treasure, a sight,
A feeling, a memory.
A memory,
That I will always keep.

Filled with ecstasy
It seemed to me a fantasy
I thought to myself,
When god made you sweet dove.
All he was thinking,
All he was filled with.
Wasn't anything, but love

A love so true,
A charm so sweet.
For days
You swept me off my feet.

I held every moment,
And I held it tight.
Praying all day and night.
You are the one,
The one for me.
O lord !! Will it ever be?

It was a feeling,
Not slave to time.
A feeling, so enchanting
That will never sublime

Through thick n thin,
You were by my side.
You promised me,
To keep me alive.

We minced along,
Hand in hand.
On the beaches,
With golden yellow moist sand.

We walked together in the dark,
To leave our footprint's mark.
Marked in the sand,
On the distant land.
To last,
Through time's cruel wand.

We saw the sun go down.
Down in the sea.
There was no one out there,
Just you and me.

I caressed your hair,
The golden locks.
And you sang to me,
A song of flocks.

Those eyes.
When they looked at me.
It took my pains,
And set me free.

Your songs, the music
And your beautiful voice.
Makes me love you,
With no other choice.

You touched my heart.
You touched my soul.
I got all strength,
To define my goal.

A goal,
To have u in my life.
A life,
With no complains,
And no strife.

It is nothing.
Nothing. but a dream.
A dream,
So magical and so pure.
A dream,
I will always adore.
A dream,
That now i live for.

So i wait for the magic,
And blissfully,
Wait for the day.
A day
When i will steal you away

I wait and dream.
A dream,
To enjoy the ambiance.
Someday when we meet as aliens

And it better be.
It better be !!
Coz i will wait,
For this day.
And wait for it,
Till eternity.

It’s just a look that makes it happen - Smriti

2008-04-30T11:20:00.001-07:00

It’s just a look that makes it happen
A glance is what it takes
And a wave of ecstasy passes over me
As something inside me wakes

A memory to cherish for life
A moment to last forever
Its just you I ask for
Love me now and leave me never

It’s more than love I feel for you
It’s a feeling I never knew existed
Every second it only grows stronger
My heart now thinks for my head

My eyes seek you in every crowd
My heart beats only for you
It’s you that make me go weak in the knees
It’s an emotion words can’t do justice to

Happy, in the truest sense of the term
Is not a mere word for me anymore
It’s how I describe the moments spent with you
I can feel your love to my very core

You are what I live for
You are the reason I smile
You make my world go round
You are why I walk the extra mile

It’s a sentiment I never thought I’d feel
A feeling surpassing every other thought
An emotion that makes me who I am
The passion that cannot be bought

It’s you and only you
Nothing else and nothing more
I love you with all I have
Each moment more than before

The Pink Splotch - Palash

2008-04-30T11:19:00.000-07:00

Once when my eyes were young,
And my heart virgin still,
She walked by me…
One glimpse I’d got, no more.
No more was needed.

And then for few days,
I kept seeing her,
At the bus-stop, on the street,
Wherever I went, I found her.
Love can have that effect.

And whenever our eyes met,
I used to look away;
As if she were the last person
I’d wanted to see.
Looking out the corner of one’s eye was never more polite.

I nourished this feeling I had,
I worshipped her, my fairy;
And I wove dreams,
As only a boy my age could…..should.
I discovered “the lover” in me.

But rich colours fade fast,
And after sometime nothing remained,
But I still can’t forget the hue she added,
The first smudge of red……now pink,
On my dirty-gray canvas page.

फ़िर एक दोपहरी - शशांक

2008-04-30T11:17:00.000-07:00

Fir ek dopahari,
un raaton ke silsile hue
beete jinhe ek arsa hua.
Khidki ke kone se
niharta tha chaand,
aur sochta tha main kashmakash mein,
'kal yun agar ho jaaye to'.
Kitne din nikle us 'yun' ki talaash mein
hua par woh kabhi nahi,
anjaan si sadko par
jaane kitne chakkar lagaye,
na pata, na jaan pehchaan
sirf ek dard ki chahat mein,
dard jo ab bhi kabhi
raaton ko pareshan karta hai to
khidki par khade yahi sochta hoon,
Chaand ko shayad tum bhi niharti hogi
aisi hi dopahariyon mein.

फ़िर एक दोपहरी,
उन रातों के सिलसिले हुए
बीते जिन्हें एक अरसा हुआ.
खिड़की के कोने से
निहारता था चाँद,
और सोचता था मैं कशमकश में,
'कल यूं अगर हो जाए तो'.
कितने दिन निकले उस 'यूं' की तलाश में
हुआ पर वह कभी नही,
अनजान सी सडको पर
जाने कितने चक्कर लगाये,
न पता, न जान पहचान
सिर्फ़ एक दर्द की चाहत में,
दर्द जो अब भी कभी
रातों को परेशां करता है तो
खिड़की पर खड़े यही सोचता हूँ,
चाँद को शायद तुम भी निहारती होगी
ऐसी ही दोपहरियों में.

My First Crush : Premila

2008-04-30T11:16:00.000-07:00

My first crush,
Makes me blush.
It was in my teen,
When I was sweet sixteen.

Thirty years have rolled by,
First crush still makes me feel shy.
I saw him at a wedding,
When I was looking for my lost ring.

Sported in a kurta-pyjama,
His appearance gave a mental trauma.
He gave me a wink,
And my cheeks went pink.

As he came nearer,
I moved away in fear.
He gave me a smile,
I was in a trance for a while.

Everything came to a standstill,
As his warmth began to fill.
I pretended to look at the flower,
Tried to avoid his handsome power.

He came close as if by chance,
And my heart began to skip and dance.
He looked at me in the eye.
I became tongue tied.

He asked,"What are you looking for"?
I replied,"For my lost ring".
On the floor he began to crouch,
And joined me in the search.

In that position he looked tall,
Beside him I was so small.
Like a scene from a hindi movie,
I felt so nice and groovy.

His look of genuine concern,
Made my heart frozen.
I was in a daze,
And just cherishing his gaze.

Heard the loud voice of my grand mother,
"Your ring I found in the bathroom,don't bother".
I felt like sending her to hell,
As this broke my romantic spell.

this broke the precious moment.
And my look began to descent.
He levered himself up,
With his hand lifted me up.

Hey!You little angel divine,
You're just like the silly sister of mine.
Earlier she was the only one,
With you I have now silly sisters two.

Instant tears began to rush,
Replacing my mascara and blush.
My filmy style of first crush,
Just crashed and got buried in a hush.

Let the dark storm clouds outside - Strider:Darkness

2008-04-30T11:14:00.000-07:00

Let the dark storm clouds outside
Gather
Let the howling winds create lightning and
Thunder

Let the rain outside
Drizzle
Let the sweet wind chimes
Tinkle

Let the heightened senses
Tingle
Let the wind and the breath
Mingle

Let the candles in the room
Ignite
Let the first longing touch
Delight

Let the flickering flames create
Shadow
Let the spaces between us
Narrow

Let a swinging harmony
Play
Let the silhouettes swirl and
Sway

Let the quickened heartbeats
Falter
Let the lips speak a careless
Whisper

Let the hands on the waists
Stray
Let time and gravity float
Away

Let me drink into your eyes
Wine
Let us dance to the rhythm of love
Divine