My Musings

Oh Holy Holi

2012-03-02T18:30:00.000+05:30

Blue

On face

On a race

To catch the best

with steps without retrace.

Angry though with smiles they protest-

With nerdiest of grins, we have them arrest.

Smeared them faces with hands, the powdered beryl hue.

Perverts fill their minds with thoughts to molest-

Filthy hands groping for their breast.

Not I, I'm not Scapegrace-

Nor breast obsessed.

Shirts displace,

Disgrace!!

True!!

You Should Have Said

2012-03-01T17:55:00.001+05:30

Yearn to hold thy trembling hands;

Over turbulent seas and scorching sands

Unlike all, never you utter'd a sound.

Sugar sweet is your healing word;

Humble, honest, heart of gold-

Only not you speak your heart.

Unaware that your hands are cold.

Love you showered upon me

Dear I'm here don't you see?

Had I known, you would change

Anger in your eyes is really strange.

Vindicate me from this mystery-

Expel me from this misery.

Stayed despite all hints,

And for years I pled.

If I wasn't the charming prince-

Dear, you should have said.

Silenced Voice Faded Smiles

2012-02-23T17:38:00.000+05:30

Shadows crept across the wall

Shadows of beasts she fears most;

Alone in the dark, she's lost

“Catch her, take her to the hall”

“Help Help!!” No one hears her call

Taped, slapped and killed her almost.

Force-drugged her and off she dozed

What passed next she can't recall.

Found herself in the morning

At a place she never knew;

“Why is my down there bleeding?”

“Why are my arms black and blue?”

This is India dear lady.

Land of Saree and belly.

It was the same morn, the day she last spoke-

Spoke of how three ghosts took her chastity;

Now lies in that box, girl of half forty.

Hangs down the red fan with that blood soaked cloak.

To her eyes, the suspect is all menfolk-

Who're the three beasts? Still is a mystery.

"They've got not a cent, who're we to worry?"

Said the man of law, “Let it fade like smoke”

That night, the girl fought the beasts all alone

She'd no choice when her orange top was torn.

But woke up in the morn with cries and groan.

What has become of her? Where's she rested?

Her sweet voice, her smiles, everything faded.

When Spring Comes

2012-02-19T12:37:00.004+05:30

Things of the past gone

Covered by snows of Winter

But when summer comes.

Planted flowers red

For when comes the monsoon rain

renewed will be hopes.

Down comes heavy rain

Washed down the garden of red.

Will Spring bring back all?

Spring indeed brought back

But after spring comes autumn

And Winter again.

Drowning

2012-02-13T19:21:00.000+05:30

Pebbles in my hands

Naked Feet inside the sands

Watching others swim.

Shallow pond at home

There I Jumped inside alone

Thought I learnt swimming.

The next day with friends

The river deep I descend,

Leaped before I think.

Black is all around

What's that gurgling sound?

I think I'm drowning.

Which side is dry land?

Nothing feels my grappling hand.

I'm dead or dying?

I had a brief glimpse

Land or magic of the imps.

Nope I can feel land.

Something caught my limb

It is she, she who can swim.

Saved to live again.

Mommy's Tea

2012-02-07T19:13:00.000+05:30

“There is no trouble so great or grave that cannot be much diminished by a nice cup of tea”

Isn't Father purported to help his son?

Vociferated I to poor father.

Hapless and Old and trying to gather.

Bang! Slam! Demoed my angst and did I stun.

Cried a soundless cry, gone with setting sun;

The night is sleepless, mind's hit and pother.

Do away with the gap, pondered mother-

All goes to bed while mother bakes the bun.

I see in the morn dad smiled at his boy-

Sipping tea through the cup looks he at me;

The feelings inside, abasement or joy?

The sun is overhead said he with glee.

It's a wonder what mother's tea has done-

A family we are, we'll stay as one.

Freedom on Sale

2012-01-30T17:01:00.000+05:30

I saw a photograph that says it all

All about my state, my home, my people

Thought they heard, but not ever heard the call

Promises, placards, on it they trample.

Anger's misplaced for the bullets appall

Bringing a change is not, not that simple.

Five years again and more will they enthrall?

Yet another term, we allow and are the Goul^[1].

Knew once, FREEDOM's worth just a few green notes

Stepped out, stood up with hopes, Reformation.

Never though I, will be betrayed my quotes

Lo! More trigger-happy altercation.

A rational motive I never vote.

A decision of mine comes with a note.

Indeed True!!

2012-01-27T18:24:00.000+05:30

Truths for Mature Humans

Lines of Anger Written the 30th November, 2011

2011-11-30T18:04:00.000+05:30

A tint of anger sparked from the Chasm-

Accompanied by the clear saline fluid;

Seeking to kill, torture the crowd morbid

Clenched fists, mumbling mouth henceforth the schism.

Silenced, being fed from a mother’s bosom-

A brother grins when the other’s rabid;

Calls to kill, yet mother’s teachings forbid

When is the day, day of cataclysm?

No holy book or preaching regained peace-

This calls for a bitter better technique

A modus operandi to slay Cain.

Cain has killed, is killing and never cease-

It’s time that we put a stop to this streak.

Sorry mom, I disregard your Ordain.

Trumpet

2011-10-12T12:36:00.000+05:30

Blaming them isn't what we ask
Putting to end is what we want.
The pressure ahead has you daunt-
Face us now void your plastic mask.
Power of notes won't do the task,
It is not long we'll start to taunt;
Then tear down what you really flaunt-
That is but your cleric bask.
Time's here for the last amendments,
If 'nother term's what you hope for.
Come up now with new arrangements,
Serve your people forevermore.
Listen or not, that is your call-
It's in our hands, you stand or fall.

Blackened Hands

2011-09-28T15:43:00.000+05:30

Curious what's in the next room,

Aroused by the clanking sound,

Slowly creeps he, heart pounding;

Down came the rice pot bounding.

startled by it, stares around,

Empty stomach and it's noon.

His own blackened tender hand(s)

Down on the floor on damp land

Half-Naked draggy torso,

Searched the pot for a morsel-

Pots, Bowls, jars and all vessel

Not a grain nor a paisa.

Once he was scourged by hunger-

Now I'll treat him with Burger.

Modern Arrow

2011-09-12T16:10:00.000+05:30

Crying, brother on his shoulder
Blood smeared T-shirt gives tongue-
That something went awry "Oh! Mother"
"Li'l bro's not saying a thing"
"I wanted to hear him sing"
Never to be heard is the voice young.

"Oh God! what have you done?"
Mother voiced her sorrow
"We were playing, having fun"
"I last saw brother jumping-"
"Our favorite song he was singing"
Silenced by the modern arrow.

Mother!! Prepare thyself-
Another bullet awaits your son.
Brother!! Get new T's for yourself
Or tell li'l bro to dodge the gun.

The Priceless Job

2011-08-30T15:16:00.000+05:30

Red and green are the leaves,

In bundles they would pay

And for your tea they would say

“My son would now be an Inspector”

Says the farmer but his tractor

And other things, bartered from whence came

Bundles of red and green leaves.

“Life from now will never be the same”.

Whispered the happy mother’s heart.

Long awaited time, is now here

“My son’s name in the list is nowhere”

Father died from an attack of heart-

Mother and Son rendered homeless.

All just for a Job so priceless.

Untitled

2011-07-20T11:06:00.000+05:30

"Gyan tao, ngaosinnaganu"

Am I ever destined to become?

Resting under shade in a country;

Always melancholic and lonesome,

Scribbling magical words of Poetry.

Never thought I'll ever be-

Consumed, bound with responsibilities.

However strong I pretend to be,

What haunts me is life's complexities.

Dear ones the other side

Conscience is but a receeding tide.

Please them or please myself-

The two conflicting resolutions.

Mind occupied by confusions,

Level the rift, my well-being too?

For them are my health and Wealth.

I'm SPOILT, that's not so true.

Love and The Question

2011-07-12T11:38:00.000+05:30

Know not you, this'll hurt,

He not there by your side.

Wayward home, excited heart-

Emotions inside you can't hide.

Recalling the one you dear,

Hoping that the day'll come.

Waiting eyes brimmed with tears-

Comes not he, your handsome.

Hurt was he, the Betrayal;

Scattered dreams – the palace royal.

Hardened heart over the past;

Fall again for the last.

Will same fate befall him?

Will love be ever-more grim?

Life Rewards Itself - We Know Not

2011-07-06T15:19:00.000+05:30

I'm not complaining of my Life-

It's that I don't get what I strife.

Life's not always what it seems

Dreams always remain dreams.

Many a lass in life I met,

Not a single I can bet

But You with that charming Smile

Swept my feet across a mile.

Life slowly rewards itself

What am I to lament of myself?

Many a change still to come-

And my heart, still handsome.

Now, our ways parted,

If future's in hand, you'll be seated-

On the couch of my warm heart

Uninformed of the pangs of this wintry earth.

I can tell this for I-

See it in your eye(s)

Somewhere you feel for me

And the love still can be-

Resurrected. And you know-

Genuine is my love, forever and now.

My Friend and She

2011-06-04T20:32:00.000+05:30

"Boi nanggi phone...."
"Hello"

Shaken, hearing his voice,
On the screen, image of my choice.
Confused why they're together;
I remember we swore to each other.

What's behind the cunning mind?
In his charm hope she's not blind.
Cunning mind, a friend of mine;
Falling for gold of the same mine.

Lost in thought, took the wrong road,
Mind heaved with suspicious load;
Made to the place, Mac D,
There, with him stands my lady.

Mac D, place where young birds meet;
Who of the two gave the treat?
Among'em feeling unwanted.
Unconvinced she's being dated.

Like good girl said she to me-
"It's friends reunion, you and we"
Long time friendship on a halt;
Bitter friendship void of salt.

It's five past ten minus one-
here comes the seven one one.
"Gotta go guys I'm getting late"
Wanna say don't go but fate.

At the stand with cunning mind;
Eyes on her as of mine.
Anticipating the goodbye wave,
So the image in our minds we can save.
Waved she from the inside,
Both reluctant outside.

Whom was she waving at?