Rhyming

Incoherence

2016-05-08T00:40:00.000-07:00

Experiencing journey of a lifetime
as if it was and will always be there
in this smallest fragment of time,

as minuscule as it may seem
there’s invariably background noise
and, then, there’s this white noise.

“Is it a crime?” I often ask myself
crime to interpret it as it is,
or to trust what they believe it to be
I don’t know anymore, ‘thou’ or ‘thee.’

Eventually, so-called-meaningless space, untapped
so-called-ever-lasting-mechanistic days, transmuted
into a continuous-flow-of-energy, with utter grace
it exclaimed, ‘Eureka!’ And I found my own way.

Interconnectedness

2013-10-31T05:34:00.001-07:00

So many humans interconnected to our life
through motley of thoughts that the day we die
we miss the moments lived before good-byes

All the wisdom that sprang upon our life
by experiencing things on our day out
or just by having a healthy sleep at night

Be brave but be afraid to always say 'Yes'
Live sparingly but do charity profusely
Don't use words/time carelessly but sagaciously
Forgive everyone but do not forget the experience

So much wisdom for one night
but the truth is always inside
and always in front of our eyes

All we have to do is to make a choice
to serve the connectedness of our life
or to surrender the meaningful lives

No matter what you choose to do
even if you choose to be ignorant

We will still miss the moments we want to cherish
we will still picture the past based on the present
we will still value those lives that we touched
or the lives which gave us motley of thoughts.

Present

2013-06-08T21:33:00.000-07:00

Hmm, sigh!
Is that all left to say?
a lone traveler contemplates
searching for words to elaborate.

We are all nomads peregrinating here and there
destined to meet somewhere
expecting to get somewhere
wishing to keep the candle-of-hope lit forever.

No, you're not alone, but you're a lone traveler
equipped with an exalted super-power
a power you must choose wisely
endued to you by an upper deity.

The power advocates you to transmute:
-fear into your better half
-depression into introspection
-regrets into lessons

With curiosity, traveler cried: "Name the power that lies within me."
noting the changes in the pitch, surrounding whispered
a susurration was felt near the traveler's ear, and it cried:
"See those leaves flying, wind buttressing leaves to fly
through your senses infer what in front of you lies.
The power to value the present for what it is
by disbarring cacophonies of the past
by occluding wanna-be-thoughts of the future
a power which will lie with you forever
that is the power I am whispering to you, traveler."

Hmm, sigh!
that is not all left to say
let me laugh, let me pray
let me cry, let me play
of all the choices I make
I will be the one to face
Not you, not them
but my present.

Assimilation

2012-10-12T00:03:00.000-07:00

Walking with the Master, following as he moves
Breathing with the Master, synchronizing to his each breath
Concentrating with the Master, analyzing through his eyes
Relaxing with the Master, folding myself with his death.

Master asked: "What is wrong with you?"
I, in a befuddled state, answered: "There's something arcane about you."
"You've to look deep inside," He said, "You will have to articulate yourself to get to the root."
"Don't just look; but deliver your thoughts and see, 'just see'."

Astonished as I got; I started craving for more and more
noticing my each step; as I walk on this holy Earth
feeling my each breath; antecedent to one that was last
started asking myself: "What am I doing here? Why am I so far?"

Master cried, vociferously: "Back to the source, back to the source!!
no wonder when you don't 'see', you'll miss the shore
Inhale and exhale, you reach to the center of your home
who says that you're close to the never-ending storm."

I grinned, and as I sat I returned to the source
there was never anything more and more
real happiness was inside me all along
my own head was enough, and is enough
to see through vicissitudes of emotions
to admire mere beauty of the presence.

From the absolute reflection of the mirror, I knew
From the explorations of my perseverance, I knew
I can walk with the Master, I can breath with the Master
I can concentrate with the Master, I can relax with the Master
I am the Master, and I am the Master!

Transient Conclusion

2012-05-10T00:47:00.001-07:00

Sitting with a mind of complete confusion
staring at the stars for any weird connection
step out of the door-love-without any omission
sovereignty of yours over my decision.

... Look at me for once, how I am waiting to die
Carry me no more, just deliver your thoughts with mine.

Step by step walking all days
thinking-smoking-drinking are now past-days
Hallelujah to gray pranks I shared on the way
called you everyday-even twice on Sundays.

But No, No, I don't know where you are
Are the colours of bad turning blue?
No more let me stay away
come for once, and say:-"I hate you, anyway."

It is as it is

2011-12-10T23:22:00.000-08:00

I used to play a game "What's on your side?"

time to time (me and my friends) we get a chance to throw the dice

and what comes next reveals the side.

I used to ask "How to say Goodbye?"

Goodbye so that you understand that that's alright

Finding a way to make you feel about the life

So to hasten themselves to be prepared with the time.

Flashes of solace and anxiety to transcend

Factors which decipher the movement of our pulses,

makes us choose the side

determine how to fight with those 'goodbyes'.

"What's on your side?", asked my friend

I smiled, and said:

"Nothing so grand, but

remnant which maybe irksome for you."

Without delay, he asked what's so new?

I replied:

"I used to play a game 'what's on your side?'

Me and my friends get a chance to throw the dice

whoever gets what he wished was his side."

Friend asks:- "How come what you wish becomes your side?"

I replied:- "My friend, that's what we seek in life."

Effervescence~2.0

2011-11-08T07:09:00.000-08:00

I've been living in dark

I've been sleeping close to the stars

all my life light covered my eyes,

and I didn't even noticed the desires

didn't even tasted the powers.

Did I miss something? Had I left you from the beginning?

My animus thoughts inclines towards curiosity

My dreams bogus the beast out of pure flattery.

Thou shalt loved thy love, as thou loves thyself;

Thou left before I would be fully-fledged.

Every soul except yours is my Kryptonite

Tyranny of thoughts pasts it's prime,

Still it is your soul which indulges me to have a leap of faith

It is the subset of your heart which enlightens my grave.

All the past and the present is what I'm left with

Future not anymore beholds a key to the truth

inferno of my darkness, harp of my madness

will flicker in a click

as soon as I will walk into your cliche.

Effervescence

2011-05-16T13:13:00.000-07:00

I've been living in dark

I've been sleeping close to the stars

all my life light covered my eyes, and I didn't even noticed the desires

didn't even tasted the powers.

Did I miss something? Had I left you from the beginning?

My animus thoughts inclines towards curiosity

My dreams bogus the beast out of pure flattery.

I live by what I say..still infamous will be my grave

inferno of my darkness, harp of my madness

will flicker in a click

as soon as I will walk into your cliche.

Leet

2010-11-26T05:12:00.000-08:00

We aren't popular

nor a part of circular.

We don't need highlight

just what takes brain right.

Decrypting like hell
bypassing firewall before you can press 'Del'.

Thinking out of the nutshell
starting from the scratch is what makes us kewl.

We work in dark

express through intimate protocols

tear out the processing of hard

and all other is just the madness of art.

Old is Gold..must be told

2010-11-26T05:09:00.000-08:00

Yo mom, Yo dad

where's my fuckin' hat?

Just stop this and that

which imparts colors of bad

for now I wanna know

where's my fuckin' hat?

Searched like mad beneath your bed

and even in ebay through the internet

for now forces should be left

just for what I want to have

Yeah that frickin' hat.

Yo mom, Yo dad

where's my fuckin' hat?

Release my mind

2010-11-21T03:29:00.000-08:00

I got a mind, I got a feel
hard to kill even in your dreams
it's different..out of innocence
amplifies the thinking of nuisance

what I wish to be, what I ever need to be
is the source of distinct graffiti.

Feelings are as such falling apart
I'm seeking for the one pure by heart
hard to measure, hard to believe
to feel you in front of me.

There are cases..different phases
cases of scrapped attire
phases from them being inspired
living or non-living I've my own desires.

Come close and see the inside of me
I got a mind, I got a feel.

Emergence of feelings

2010-11-19T05:56:00.000-08:00

Distance is what separate us
neither the time nor speed disobey us,

with my little heart
I take a fly before your face may dry.

Clones supersede my emotions..my feelings
the clones of your beloved ones,

still i sit inside the dark machine
engaging myself in your dreams.

Distance had it's effects
my neurons never left the interest,

the interest in you, the feelings for you
patience is me, just to see u in me
let's bounce before someone may supersede me.

Rhyming

Incoherence

Interconnectedness

Present

Assimilation

Transient Conclusion

Sitting with a mind of complete confusion staring at the stars for any weird connection step out of the door-love-without any omission sovereignty of yours over my decision.

... Look at me for once, how I am waiting to die Carry me no more, just deliver your thoughts with mine.

Step by step walking all days thinking-smoking-drinking are now past-days Hallelujah to gray pranks I shared on the way called you everyday-even twice on Sundays.

But No, No, I don't know where you are Are the colours of bad turning blue? No more let me stay away come for once, and say:-"I hate you, anyway."

It is as it is

Effervescence~2.0

Effervescence

Leet

Old is Gold..must be told

Release my mind

Emergence of feelings

Sitting with a mind of complete confusion
staring at the stars for any weird connection
step out of the door-love-without any omission
sovereignty of yours over my decision.

... Look at me for once, how I am waiting to die
Carry me no more, just deliver your thoughts with mine.

Step by step walking all days
thinking-smoking-drinking are now past-days
Hallelujah to gray pranks I shared on the way
called you everyday-even twice on Sundays.

But No, No, I don't know where you are
Are the colours of bad turning blue?
No more let me stay away
come for once, and say:-"I hate you, anyway."