Don't read it!! Its not a 'poem'

There I sat and watched the words fly by
Insensitive gestures they all come by
Without a glimpse of sadness my world seems so untrue
The thoughts of wisdom will take me through

With glory and the lullaby
She sat next to me, thinking
I may be sorry, because I didn’t mean a thing
But I simply apologised for stretching the string.
When it all got over she would meet
Solace that we craved to greet
On this mutual stance we both agreed
Love is just the beginning for a long retreat

It seems so fucking surreal
The reality at hand
Gazing through the gallows
I see bright sunshine
When none else bothers
And my heart’s on a burner
I pour some wine from an empty bottle
And drive through the meadows full throttle

Quite aware while writing this song or nasty verse
I’m not poet and it wouldn’t solve a purpose
I can’t put on paper what I am feeling
But that’s the only thing that helps me sleeping

So I am off to sleep while you read this through
I never knew you, and neither did you.
The sourness isn’t gonna end so soon,
So dear, let me go and sleep on the moon!

Sleep over it

A simple thought of inclination
Has the power to rule imagination
Fragrance of the charm unstinted
Creates a mist of desire
Don’t know who is going to be
On the bench next day

So I start my morning with an everlasting smile
No thoughts to bother me for a while

I walk through the woods and see
Off the daffodil leaves dew drops flee
The murmur of the cricket is a
Reminder of the whispers
Silent words that travelled many a mile
Bringing willies to grey whiskers

So I start my morning with an everlasting smile
No thoughts to bother me for a while

Then arrived time for a quiet nap,
Besieged man retiring from the clan
Evil is good till it’s undone
I fear good that has no son
I keep remembering what’s lost
Sitting alone till the dawning frost

So I start my morning with an everlasting smile
No thoughts to bother me for a while

Cut once or twice?

It may be a difficult proposition
It’s easy.
Concern for the possibilities is annoying
Choose none.
Dangerous liaisons, false trust
Move two steps back.
Surface tension reaching threshold
Take a sip.

Closet is full of pretentious attires
Keep me in one of them
Reverberating fake ideas
Open secrets, all of them.
Nobody questions quotes of the dead
Graves don’t altercate, owners said.
To be is an irremediable clot
Unknowingly I booked the slot.
Miseries yet to be explored
New chapter started yesterday, with that roar.

There was this guy not known to all
Know him for better before he is gone
Riding on a bike it felt alive
Two souls cut once or twice?

Just a few miles to go

Look at me

Just a while ago,

I was on a dream run

Few miles to go


Glitter in the eyes

For the future would be right,

Even though I failed endlessly

It was time to reap glory


Tattered clothes and unshaven beard

A half tattoo; a molested wing

Broken knees bleeding eyes

Raise a toast for the insolent vice


Look at me

Just a while ago,

I was on a dream run

Few miles to go


An angel in a red dress, right there

Knew her name before the deal

And endured enough pain, to be fair

Only could imagine us flying together for real


Nothing else was persistent

Not even the desire to be alive

Still saw her smile

Through my rosy eyes


It’s the end; arguing to live on

Last look, last smile

Last memory of the beloved dream

You hold my flag and do remember

I was on a dream run and had

A few miles to goLook at me

Just a while ago,

I was on a dream run

Few miles to go


Glitter in the eyes

For the future would be right,

Even though I failed endlessly

It was time to reap glory


Tattered clothes and unshaven beard

A half tattoo; a molested wing

Broken knees bleeding eyes

Raise a toast for the insolent vice


Look at me

Just a while ago,

I was on a dream run

Few miles to go


An angel in a red dress, right there

Knew her name before the deal

And endured enough pain, to be fair

Only could imagine us flying together for real


Nothing else was persistent

Not even the desire to be alive

Still saw her smile

Through my rosy eyes


It’s the end; arguing to live on

Last look, last smile

Last memory of the beloved dream

You hold my flag and do remember

I was on a dream run and had

A few miles to go

Path to Enlightenment

I don’t know what the world says I have in store for myself

But it agrees when I say what I hate about myself,

Complexities of my emotional needs and the reverberations of my guilt

Looking at the mirror the perspective existence seems like filth.


Never could catch, the catch in the phrase,

Living in denial hiding from the enlightenment gaze

Never a problem has the interactions raised,

Moved like sand in the dreary desert artificial maze,

Grains of dust scattered all over the place,

Still it seems like art, aint I amazed!


Bemused I once took a train, it took me back in time

Where love wasn’t that expensive, it was fine with a dime

Figments of broken illusions fall like metal spikes,

Yet the humble hearts wouldn’t give in to their likes

How often would the anticipation of loss riding on nervous trust

Walk away with a prize on the recommendation of insecurity, greed or lust

That was the time that gathered no rust, Dear

No pain, no fear, no pillion guilt in the rear.


Striving to attain selfish perfection forgoing the charm

Desperation to dominate and turning obstinate

The deal is to be dealt well, else it’s a blame

Looking for a scapegoat to neutralize the harm.


Hope is needed but it’s dawdling,

Is it the perception asking for repair?

Don’t know if the pain would subside

I walk the road, towards the path of knowing!