Themeltingpot

A.B.O.U.T. T.I.M.E.

2015-03-19T07:03:00.000-07:00

About time,

The scales were set even,

Balance was restored.

About time,

The gods took notice,

Justice was bestowed.

About time,

My prayers were answered,

Divinity was implored.

About time,

Love reigns supreme,

And hope soars.

I.R.O.N.Y.

2014-12-03T06:37:00.000-08:00

I am amazed
by the kindness of strangers
and the indifference of friends.
I am amazed
how things which don't even start
can so suddenly end.

Coming soon, my first book!

2014-08-09T09:54:00.000-07:00

O.L.D. T.I.M.E.S.

2014-06-23T10:05:00.001-07:00

Just like the old times.
A bruised soul.
Some shattered faith.
And the future like a gaping black hole.
Nothing in hand.
Nothing up the sleeves.
Nothing in mind.
Nothing to lose, nothing to keep.
A faint hope.
A flickering light.
A doomed journey.
A choice which seems more wrong than right.
Just like the old times.

D.U.S.T.

2014-03-09T07:29:00.001-07:00

All my dreams,
have gone to dust.
That is where now,
parts of my soul rest.
In one way, I think,
it happened for good.
For now my soul has,
forever been delivered from the test.

B.E.G.I.N.

2013-10-24T03:32:00.001-07:00

Now that the music has died down,
And the party's over.
The guests have gone back,
And we are done with the leftovers.
It's time you and me,
Got down to the business of living.
With some portions of craziness,
And the rest of serenity.

A.N.O.T.H.E.R. D.A.Y.

2013-05-15T03:44:00.001-07:00

Now that you have brought me to my knees,
Do you want me to pray?
Or do you want me to believe,
That all this is going to change some day?
I am amused with what you do,
How carelessly with me you play.
And yet I continue to believe in you and myself,
Thinking every moment-I will die another day.

(Inspired by life and all that jazz:))

R.I.G.H.T.

2013-04-17T06:01:00.001-07:00

Any time,
Is a good time,
To set things right.
People worth fighting for,
May or may not,
Be worth the fight.
But how will you ever know,
If you don’t fight?
And how can you ever let go,
If you don’t set things right?

(Inspired by a friend's courage:))

W.O.R.D.S.

2013-01-10T06:17:00.000-08:00

Some words are all,
That I need to hear.
Some words are all,
To drive my fear.
Some words are what,
Will bring you near.
Those words are the ones,
You are holding back dear.

...

2012-12-03T22:55:00.001-08:00

Sometimes words are just not enough...

W.A.L.K.

2012-09-02T21:43:00.002-07:00

One by one
I tick off
On my list
What I want?
What I got.
What I lost.
It all boils down
To a race against the clock.
And then I realize I don’t want to run.
And miss the beauty by the wayside.
I want to walk, I want to walk.
Let the clock go tick tock tick tick tock.
I know I will be slow.
But what’s the hurry?
We will all meet at one gate.
You might arrive first without having seen,
Or mulling over the possibility of what it could have been?
I will arrive too, obviously much late.
After seeing everything, that was worth the entire wait.

S.I.L.E.N.C.E.

2012-06-10T09:42:00.002-07:00

I have tried and succeeded,
In getting used to the noise.
I have tried and succeeded,
In getting all notes right.
I have tried and succeeded,
In hearing you all out.
I have tried and succeeded,
In tuning to what you don’t say out loud.
I have tried and succeeded,
In hearing your whispers among shouts.
But I am still trying,
To hear your silence out loud.
I have got all your words figured right,
It's your silent bits that are a fight.
If only you would sit with me,
And say nothing at all.
So that we could hear each other's silence,
And finally let all those sound barriers fall.

F.E.A.T.H.E.R. T.O.U.C.H.

2012-04-04T23:29:00.001-07:00

One thing I have always wondered from the start,
What do you mean to me?
Are you my peace, passion, find, or victory?
Or are you just one of the many who ran into me?
Are you the fated one or the overrated one?
Or are you just here to play a part?
And after numerous musings, I still don’t know.
Who are you and why are you here?
All I have is one solid feeling when you are near.
Feels like a feather softly landed on my heart from nowhere.

T.H.E. R.A.C.E.

2012-03-12T02:44:00.001-07:00

A mountain to move?
A deluge to cross?
A storm to weather?
An inferno to douse?
Starting from the end?
Finishing it from the start?
Walking in the dark?
Crossing all bends?
What is it in store that you have for me this time?
Maybe it does not matter anymore.
I have raced till the end and I have raced against time.
Sometimes I have fallen; sometimes I reached the finishing line.
I have raced when I could see and I have raced when I was blind.
I have raced for a cause; I have raced with no mind.
And at the end of it what did I find?
It does not matter how long is the race.
Or if I have my running shoes on.
As long as I have my ounce of faith,
I can go marching through hell’s gates.

(Inspired by faith and running.)

T.H.E. S.E.N.S.E. O.F. A.N. E.N. D. I. N. G.

2012-02-01T07:00:00.000-08:00

Slowly it crept.
Like a sea of silence.
Like a blanket of deadly calm.
Like an ether full of unsaid words.
Complicated, convoluted.
Corrupting all innocence.
Polluting all gestures.
Numbing gradually.
Turning all warmth to ice.
And softness to frigidity.
Took me a while to realize.
The signs were everywhere.
But I had misread them in my rosy stupor.
All this while I thought a new dawn was near,
When creeping unaware around me was the sense of an ending.

(Inspired by Julian Barnes's ultimate winner-and life)

N.O.T.

2012-01-17T03:00:00.000-08:00

You are not here.
Not now.
You were never.
I was wrong then.
Wrong now.
And forever.
This is it.
For now.
For then.
Forever.

P.R.I.C.E.L.E.S.S.

2011-12-26T03:03:00.001-08:00

If I had a palace,
I would sell it,
For one moment of solace with you.
If I had money,
I would buy with it,
All the time to spend with you honey.
If I owned the sky,
I would hide the sun,
So that when you are with me, time does not fly.
But I only have a single penny,
And that is not enough dough.
But if you could just turn back and look once in my eyes,
I would let you rob me and go.

(Inspired by Priceless-the movie:))

S.T.O.P.P.E.D.

2011-12-08T03:35:00.000-08:00

I miss you.
And I am not saying this,
Because you are gone.
It’s because I have stopped,
While the world goes on.
And what stopped me dead in my tracks?
It was how while leaving, you turned around and looked back.
Because what I saw in your eyes,
Was your wish to stay on, though it was time to say goodbye.

B.E.Y.O.N.D.

2011-11-24T08:37:00.000-08:00

Beyond everything,
Beyond everyone,
Is love my friend.
Let's not get into it,
If you are only free on weekends.

T.H.E.N.

2011-11-08T06:00:00.000-08:00

When will you know,
it was meant to be me?
You keep on winding yourself,
And I go on setting you free.
You wait for the one,
while I act like none.
But at some point,
you will see what has to be seen.
Myabe then you will know,
who else could it have been?

(Inspired by crazy stupid love-the movie:))

P.E.N.A.N.C.E.

2011-10-11T21:18:00.000-07:00

You have gone, and left a void.
A void which no one else can fill.
All I am left with is some fading memories.
And a hell of a lifetime to kill.

Now when I lie alone in bed,
I think of times I could not be there.
My only penance is a daily struggle,
To remember all your words which I did not hear.

W.A.I.T.I.N.G.

2011-09-30T01:04:00.000-07:00

Somewhere a bond had snapped.
Some days you were gone.
Somewhere the clock ticked,
Some days I just looked on.

Sometimes I heard a knock.
Sometimes you were back.
Sometimes I suffered like a rock.
Sometimes I felt trapped.

Now you are here.
Now I feel I can't have enough of you.
Sometimes I look at the ticking clock.
But mostly I look at you.

P.R.O.O.F.

2011-09-20T01:45:00.000-07:00

I know you are thinking,
of what this cannot be.
But I am thinking,
of what this could have been.

And herein lies the difference,
between you and me.
You don't get into what you can’t see,
And I believe in what can’t be seen.

B.R.I.N.G. I.T. O.N.

2011-09-07T10:37:00.000-07:00

You told me that I gave you the feeling that I have been to extremes. And now I am slowly coming back to life. You were a part stranger and a part acquaintance-but you shocked me. How could you know? Did I give you the vibes that I am concealing some deep dark secrets inside the sombre me? I smiled…If only you knew what I have been through, you can begin to understand me…if only you understood me you can begin to imagine what it was to be me….And then when you have formed some kind of an idea about me, come back….we will talk then because then you would be at a level to really really connect with me….

Because then you will realize to what still waters do I owe my calm to….to what storms do I owe the cuts on my soul….what were the winds that battered me…what were the flames that burned me….which mountains did I bang into to become so bull headed…which seas did I drown in to become so unafraid of dying…who were those who disenchanted me to make me so cynical…who were those who kicked me hard enough to wake me up from my death-like sleep….who were those-those few who melted me with their softness and then disappeared….forever leaving me thirsty for a nectar hard to find in today’s world….

You see darling, I was not born of all things sweet like honey and sugar…I haven’t led a cottony cocooned existence like you….I did not have the luxury of preserving my softness as long as I wanted….I had to pawn it for survival…I did not have the privilege of locking up my purity in a nice silver chest with a key…I had to bloody well soil it with every inch of grime in this world…And you would say now that I am not alone in my struggle…I did have the option to save myself as much as possible….

But sugar, what life would I have lived if I had not fought half of what I have….if I had not failed…If had not struggled and floundered…I had not bruised and drowned…If I had not gambled and lost….If I had not trusted and cheated of it….If I had not loved and hurt….Would you have noticed me if I had half the cuts I have on my soul….I am not coming back to life as you say…I have lived a hell of a life…I am just coming back with all my cuts and courage to what you people call civilization….I have stayed alone enough to learn what I wanted to…to become the man I am today…I am coming back to enjoy the company of those who have seen the other half of this world….the half made of all things sweet…like honey and sugar…like you sweetheart…to see if your sweetness can half as much match the sweetness of my soul’s struggle in solitude…

So bring on your innocence my love…and all things good about you…and I shall bring on my fractured trust and scathed purity….and then we will see if we both stand a chance together to create the other half of our lives….

(Inspired by an innocent question on a crowded road.)

N.O.W. W.H.A.T?

2011-09-06T08:55:00.000-07:00

Now what?
Will you break me?
Beyond the point of repair?
Or do an about turn and be my unanswered prayer?
Now what?
Will you be another face in the crowd?
Or buck the eternal trend,
And for once do me proud?
Now what?
Will you run?
Or is it still a long haul,
Before I finally won?
Now nothing, my friend.
It's time you choose.
Will you be my infallible God?
Or just another temporary muse?

(Inspired by Glen Hansard's "when your mind's made up"-http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8MgPqYKG2y4)