Mossy Curtains Call

Lamplight fries
The buzzing flies
mossy curtain call
A clumsy oaf , I fall
Gazillions deep, those bown pools
Damn it, A fool of fools
Rescued just in the nick of time
Bound by bits of twine
The starlight throbs
Back to the incessant mobs
On the promenade

Masked Masquerades

Today I saw
Watched and really saw
How many different faces
converted meaningless existence
into forbidden joy
But is that happiness real?
I sit alone
lost in thought
And wonder....
How much is real
And how much playactin?
Just for Fun
we barter secrets
selling our souls
To those we barely know
Cautiously at first
Reserve fast flees
Leaving boldness in her wake
We chance it
Open our hearts
Please read the sign
carefully
Once broken
T'will be hard to mend

What Comes Tomorrow?

Two murky pools
Gaze at me
Proffessing love
But confusion lurks
Muddying water
that should have been
Crystal clear

Should I?
Should I not?
Allow myself
To believe again
In a brand new story
Only to see myself
Cast in a re-run
of yesterday...

You cannot tell
Neither can I
Whether this is a beginning
or just only
A beginning of the end
Should we
Let time play it hand???

Prejudice

The words
are as clear as black on white
But that's only inside
No one can see them
Once they reach my mouth
The garbled sounds
make no sense
the angry bees rise up
in my throat
I spit them out
and your horror struck face
mocks me
Yeah you're a murderer
I'm dead now
It was slow and painful....
all because I was different

Tatters

Tattered and threadbare
You sit there
day after day
month in and month out

Limbs disfigured
A big gashing wound
Is this really
how you were made?

Unravelled your clothes
Unravelled your mind
And yet....
Sometimes a spark
of who you used to be

Who were you yesterday ?
Who are you today ?
Who will you be tomorrow ?
That, only you decide!

Monsters

Crusing down life's highway
Just as fast as you please
No regard for other's lives
Its just the thrill of speed.

Cativated by flying
Winging it on a dream
A thread of life was snapped
Because of the fiend.

A silent scream
Reflects the ocean of fear
Death comes slowly
All that is left is a smear.

A dying soldier

Shades of colour pass before my eyes
Right before I die
The white hot stabbing pain
Mingles with a dull red
Of violence and bloodshed

A soldier for my country
That’s what I was
Once long ago
All the killing seems
So senseless now
In these last few moments
Before HE calls

Pakistanis, Indians all seem one
As felled by the blows
of the government
they stoop down to die
biting the dust
stifling a cry
And then, Oblivion
Pain no more

As I look back
On how I charged in battle
Proud of each man I killed
I was
proud to serve my country
Proud to be an Indian
And I was here…
Possibly to make the biggest sacrifice
Of them all

Now I lie here beaten
My life’s blood draining out of me
I think of my loved ones
Think..is it really worth it?
Putting my country
Above all else
As my eyes close
And I drift towards
Eternal sleep
I cant but think
A Pakistani somewhere must
Be proud that he killed me

Twilight

i
A bird flying
On the wings of wind passes me by,
Smoothly outlining
its pattern in the sky
A moment…… and it is gone
Gone like the wind blows
A feather away- away forever
The beauty of its silhouette
In the sky never forgotten
by eager bird watchers darting
here and there
amongst the shadows

ii
On the forests green floor
Furry little friends
Scuttle around
For an odd tidbit or two
The ants are brisk in their work
Toiling and moiling
all the days of their lives
The eagle swoops down to
Capture its prey…
… A startled rabbit

iii
The dark night
Is full of them…
These owls
With huge yellow eyes
Which are quick to take in
The scampering mice
Who run hither- thither
All have now drifted into
the kingdom of sleep
It reigns over all ,
Both man and beast

iv
The trees are
whispering in the wind
telling secrets
of which no one knows
they chatter on and on
their leafy whisperings disturbing
the quiet of the night