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Monday, December 26, 2011

Power


Dark Night
I rise
from my grave
of the Undead
Power my word
Poison my touch
Fallen from earth
I live in your fear
Growing in darkness
I control dawn
rising high
I cover the sky
under my spell
of death
sun loses
and pleads to run
Glory of victory
makes me burn
laughing at death
I rule Devil
Begging for life
death cries
Watching me rise
from the fog
I unmark life!

Sunday, December 25, 2011

Being us

All these years, I have grown older. And growing older makes your heart grow colder. So I guess I was more practical and materialistic than ever. Hence most of the events or festivals stopped affecting me anymore. Then came Christmas. As a child this particular festival held a lot of importance in my life. We used to celebrate Christmas in school and I always used to become fairy in the school play. At home, my mama used to become santa and gave us gifts. Us, me and my all brothers & sisters. Prachi di (aka cuta), Pratyush (aka boney), Janhavi (aka sona), Shivangi (aka gungun), Devika (aka mishti) and me pallavi ( aka mona). Christmas was that time of the year when all we little junkies wanted to eat burgers @ our favorite mc donalds and have super fun with each other. But those days were gone so far that getting them back today seems to be a rare dream. Today, when I sit in my house watching Home alone on my Tv, I realized how fun childhood was, when we all were together without any ego or clashes or for that matter cold hearts.
All these years I guess none of us actually thought about those gone days and those memories. All we have thought about is misunderstandings and mis communications that have happened and that too without anyones fault. This leaves me with a thought to wonder. We all are in this world for a few years. God gave us all our relatives and specially brothers and sisters for one reason. You know what that reason is? It is because He doesn't want us to be ALONE. Yes that is the most scary word and I am sure everyone is afraid of this word. I don't know If I am making any sense to anyone, specially my brothers and sisters. But here is what I want to say, "Guys, we were so better off when we were kids. We were atleast there for each other no matter what. @Prayi- Do you remember how We used to go together to school on ur kinetic and talk about career and our future plans? @Boney- I don't know if you remember how close friends we were. I guess we shared everything and anything. We were best friends and you are my oldest best friend of all seasons. @ Sona- I know you are busy with your new Job and all the rush in your life but hey do u remember how you were the little poker in our lives? @Gungun- As kid you were our little cat with your cute smile and your little nose. Do you remember all your demands and we all like crazy used to fulfill all of them, @mishti- She is the lucky one to be still innocent and in school. She is and will always be the princess of our small family". By writing this I don't mean to poke in anyone's life and decisions. But all I want to ask is, "Don't you guys miss being "US"?

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Paint my December


Black eyes
deeply smogged
by sorrow
Paint them
your color
and discover
in solitude

Dry lips
Bruised
by coldness
Paint them
red
by your sensation
in unknown

Dark heart
shadowed
by grief
Paint it
Blue
by your dazzle
in harmony

Black December
engulfed
in thorns
Paint it
by your love
Paint my black December!

Black December


Fuming in fire,
I burn
to death
caught in red
I lost myself
misidentified my soul
loses its face
looping the same song
of hatred
I dance to glory
of my bleeding heart
choking my smile
it cuts my lips
holding my arm
It twists my wrist
locked in jail
I plead to let out
smashed between doors
I bleed to bail out
Robust like monster
rises grief
blocking splendor
turning into
Black December!

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Escape from Bewildered!


Drenched in content
I fly
towards
the Deep blue
Holding
the smoke
crossing the fog
flying over
the green that flows
I stopped by the wilderness
to hear
in all gladness
the innocence
of the chirping
I closed my eyes
to feel the dew
rolling over my cheek
I felt
I achieved the violet
away from the bewildered
I attained divinity!

Friday, December 16, 2011

Song of a alone heart


Alone
my heart
walks the road
of loneliness
No stars
No shine
No hours
No time
Alone
I laugh
on the irony
called life
No sign
Nothing mine
No shame
No fame
Alone I cry
on the petals
that dried
No incence
No defence
No sense
No remains
Alone
my heart
walks the road
of loneliness

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Old times!


Old times of fun,
Old times full of pun,
Old times of life,
Old times so nice,
Old times of rock,
Old times of dock,
Old times at harbor,
Old times at crazy Barber,
Old times of first kiss,
Old times of bliss,
Old times of berry spree,
Old times when I was free,
Old times at mount,
Old times that count,
Old times of flight,
Old times so bright,
Old times of pure mind,
Old times when heart was kind,
Old times of plastic guns,
Old times of free runs,
Old times of Jack n Jill,
Old times where worries Nil,
Old times when poems rhyme,
Old times when I was Mine!


Saturday, December 10, 2011

Love letter to my Papa


Like sunshine of his face,
I am his dream,
He hears my unclear thoughts,
connecting my uneven dots,
rhyming the happy songs I sing,
He is my savior, He is my king,
He is the wet cloth removing my dirt,
He is my God who gave me birth,
Protecting me from burning winds,
He is my blanket,
Full of affection,
He is the one who filled my chocolate pockets,
My first tear,
My first smile,
My first step,
My first joke,
He is my biggest hope,
Keeping me together,
He is my strongest rope,
Though far,
We live in each other's memory space,
It is only my daddy's heart,
Where I find solace,
I have walked my entire life,
holding his warm hand,
He is the rockstar of my musical band,
He is my teacher
who walked me through rain,
He is my guardian
protecting me from all the pain,
He is my ram,
He is my allah,
He is the hero,
He is My papa!

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

For ever!

Have you ever been kissed
so truly
that passion becomes your language
Have you ever been touched
so hard
that your body is left with a mark
Have you ever been loved
so madly
that madness becomes sanity
Have you ever been held
so strongly
that falling is equal to flying
Have you been in love
so deeply
that all oceans lose depth
Have you ever seen sunset
so blue
that his face makes you rise
Have you ever said ever
so irrecoverably
that the story is now forever!

Hug you!

A touch so soft
A warm embrace
so tight
so strong
your chest close

Your hand
touch my steep neck
I lose myself
in a familiar fragrance
I touch you
hold you close

It's the power of hug
that connects me to you
With every beating beat
and dancing tone
engrossed in your charm
I follow you
to taste heaven
I embrace you
with closed eyes
I hug you!


Friday, December 2, 2011

I quit

I quit today
to love you
I quit today
to feel for you
I quit today falling in love
I quit today
to belong to you
I quit today
from your smile
your anger
your passion
I quit you!

Thursday, December 1, 2011

Incomplete


I am tired
accepting
the way life is
I am sick
dealing with
the ill-being inside me
Every rain
I feel
This time
I shall be
rendered by
your love
I am shattered
accepting
the way life is
I am sick dealing
with rejections
Every winter
I feel this time
I shall be covered
by your warmth

Its been long
I have been waiting
Your smile,
Your eyes
Your fragrance
Those nights
Those moments
 Your memories
Your breadth
I remember now
I miss now
Without You
I have nothing
not even me
Your arms
that held me
high
I lose myself
just
to get you
All memories belong
just to you
In my eyes
Just you
Please come back
for tonight
Please come back
for my life
My heart
punched with
a void
that you left
Why your memories
hold me back
in time
Your talks
your arms
I miss
My heart is touched
by you
I have given
my life
to you
I lose myself
to get you
back
Its you
in my eyes
Its you
in my arms
All my memories is made
of you
Please come back
for the night
Please come back
for my life.