The Harbingers of Joy

Across the streams of livelihood
With silent wings by the side,
Slides the simple creature
Into the passage of time.

An accidental glance at the beholder’s plight,
Ends a spell of perennial drought.
And showers incessant droplets,
Completing the loop with another naught.

As the nature prides itself
With riches out of one’s way,
Oblivious is the harbinger,
Who is just drifting through another day.

The Dark Castle


While strolling in the jungles of my mind,
A beautiful castle I designed.
A surreal ambiance with conspicuous lights
Rescued me from the daily freights.

Each moment in the castle was golden.
I, me and myself were emboldened.
We would lock the castle from the insides
And embark upon some pretty wild rides.

Each thought was about the castle.
Each day was without a wrestle.
The castle was my four leaf clover.
As the hard times were finally over.

But one day, the sun began to set.
And my cells began to fret.
Since they had breathed the “holy” air,
They just didn’t seem to care.

Helpless, I locked myself inside the castle
Each moment brought greater hassle.
Me and myself went different ways
And I was left alone in the sadist haze.

I used to scream desperately.
But it would just echo back and pierce me.
The cries and tears were of no avail.
‘Cause even the air had been veiled.

With my limited senses, I planned escape.
But the key was lost and the ceilings taped.
Finally, I mustered courage and broke the walls.
There I was, recovering from the fatal fall.

Days were hard and relationships awful.
Like a pariah, I was deemed unlawful.
Me and myself were done with their muse.
‘Cause I was recovering which was the best news.
Eventually, I learnt to love the wrestle.
‘Cause I knew there was never a beautiful castle.

The Unexpected


Caffeine, nicotine and a heavy mind
Took me up towards the skylines.
97 steps climbed in full pleasure.
The breeze was still, but enjoyed in leisure.
The stars seemed to mock the nutcase.
But my rock steady legs left the base.

4th floor passed by and it felt great.
The cool wind was loving me,
And I reciprocated the emotions duly.
3rd floor and a loss of weight.
Thank you God for the beautiful days,
From the quizzing to the musical phase.

2nd floor and the ground was near.
Forgive me mom, Forgive me dad.
For your son was a broken lad.
1st floor and there was no fear.
With an unperturbed guise,
I was about to close my eyes.

But, the ground suddenly ripped apart.
And a galore of creepy snakes took its place,
With shining fangs, ready to leave no trace.
Horror had kissed me like a poisoned dart.
My rock steady legs were moving in a trance.
From the ugly grip of terror, I woke up, still in trance.

Wiping off the sweat, I asked Him
“Of so many minions, Why snakes?”
Came the fitting reply,
“Because it was unexpected.
And it’s the unexpected,
That acts as a drive,
Which keeps one alive.”

God Bless Us All!


God bless us all!
‘Cause we are always lost,
Amongst a tornado of thoughts.
Always trying to do right,
We frequently lose the fights.

God bless us all!
‘Cause we are utterly confused souls
Swimming in a fish bowl.
Always dreaming of the sky,
We just can’t reach that high.

God bless us all!
‘Cause we’re His terrified sons,
Trying to smile under loaded guns.
Sinned we are,
Never afraid to go far.

God bless us all!
‘Cause we always fall for those marks.
Those evil whispers in the dark.
And then we judge accordingly,
Seldom knowing the reality.

God bless us all!
So that we always stand tall.
And find those beautiful things
Which won’t let us fall
But, fly without wings.

A Place For My Tunes


I dream of a place far away,
Which would echo with the tunes I adore.
Far from the reaches of anger and foul play,
Far from the clutches of terror and gore.

Where the strumming on the acoustic guitar
Would make my heart pine for more.
The sensational flute solos not too far
Would caress me and mesmerize me to the core.

Where the slow beats of the drumsticks on the cymbals
Would keep my tapping feet rhythmic.
And the aura filled with clear and soothing vocals
Would break the melancholy and fill the soul with music.

Captivating me,
It would make me forget everything.
Inspiring me,
It would keep my blood flowing.
Hypnotizing me,
It would cast a beautiful spell,
And silently,
It would take me away from this hell.

Brotherhood of the World


Thanks a lot Ameena for nominating me for the brotherhood of the world bloggers award, which, I accept gladly. It’s the first time I have been nominated for an award and it feels good. To tell the truth though, I tend to give pretty boring answers to open ended questions. Nevertheless, I’ll give it a shot. So, here are my answers:-

1. What is your favorite book?
Naming one book is quite tough. So, I’ll name three 😛
(i) The Godfather by Mario Puzo
(ii) To Kill A Mockingbird by Harper Lee
(iii)Pride & Prejudice by Jane Austen

2. Why do you blog?
Why do I blog? Well! I have always been a guy who hesitates a lot when sharing what he writes. So, I seldom showed my poems to anyone. One day, while surfing the net, I came across a wordpress blog and I really liked the community and the whole concept of blogging. And, I started this page. So, in a nutshell, I blog because people give honest replies, they don’t judge you unnecessarily & I really love my community. 🙂

3. Define love according to you?
A tough question! Love, according to me, is a feeling which makes us care about someone unconditionally.

4. If you had to choose one – fiction, non-fiction, poetry, which would you choose and why?
I’d definitely choose poetry because poetry, (as Meena Ma’am once wrote), is nothing but emotions packed in verses. A world of emotions can be painted in just a few lines. Poems can just take you to a different place in a moment. They captivate you. And, I think that’s the beauty of poetry.

5. Characteristic of your ideal woman?
Seriously, I have never thought of that. All I can say is that when I think of an ideal woman, I think of an angel. So, I guess, an ideal woman would be an angel (in disguise, maybe! 😛 )

6. Life is – a roller coaster, mountain climb, landslide, other?
I’ll go with roller coaster because, the beauty of roller coaster rides is that there is constant thrill and you never know which turn the carriage (or whatever it is called) will take next & the same applies to life. Plus, after the ride, we all leave happily. And, I guess same happens with life. In the end, we all leave contended.

7. Favorite author?
Again, naming one would be difficult. So, my favorite authors are:-
(i) Mario Puzo.
(ii) Agatha Christie.
(iii)Munshi Premchand.
(iv) Jane Austen.

8. What legacy would you like to leave?
Again, never thought of that. But, I guess I won’t leave anyone despising or hating me. 🙂

And, thanks a lot again for nominating me, Ameena . Answering the questions was fun & challenging and I loved the questions.

Invictus – Unconquerable

I was watching Invictus the other day and I instantly fell in love with this poem by William Ernest Henley. It truly captures the essence of the movie, which is great by the way and definitely worth watching. I hope you all love the poem the way I do!



Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.

I’m Me!


I rule from my throne

When I am in my comfort zone.

But I am in doubt

Once I have stepped out.

I often think why should I leave my place

When I have you, them & my space.

But, as every whale surfaces to breathe,

I have no choice, I have to leave.

But, I am not afraid of the mysteries

That await me & will try to tease.

Come on life! I’m ready!

I’m out of my zone, but still I’m me!

Don’t Quit Trying


I know you’ve been through a lot of pain

I know you’ve seen it again & again

I know you think nobody cares

But life still doesn’t end here

Open your weepy eyes and look up to the sky

See those birds fly so high

Don’t you wanna touch the sky?

So, look at me & please don’t cry

Believe me! There are millions there

Who’ve been through worse & now they care

Don’t try to escape, don’t try to run

You can’t lose, you’re HIS favorite son

I know every rose has its thorn

But, you see it’s always smiling

You know every night has its dawn

So don’t you ever quit trying