1) Poem – That A Day Shall Pass
May be I asked for it
But when?
Not when I was awake
Never.. in my wildest dreams.
But what do I claim for
I made no promises
Had left no hope
For I so had never thought
That..
A day shall rise
And a night would fall
That a possibility existed
That a moment would pass
When you’d think of someone else
And not me…
2) Poem – Chameleon
I pick up the colors
And paint my soul.
I close my eyes to look at what they want me to see.
I am a chameleon;
I change to survive.
I change to be me.
3) Poem – I Am Not Alone Now
I am not alone now,
Your absence lives in me;
like an old wine, your absence lives in me;
a silence that still speaks;
a tear that still smiles;
an unending melody of an unheard music;
an ending,
still to be started…
4) Poem – The Incorrigible Me
I think usually straight,
I lie when cornered,
I like to stand up,
For justice and for honor,
But not always does it stick,
For when the subject is me,
I become weak…
I have phases of songs,
Which dines on my time,
Nestles on my lips,
And the tune becomes mine,
To be hummed with the stars,
And with sunshine
I usually like to be loved,
And love to be worshiped,
Be it the tender heart of my child,
Or the ones of all my friendships,
Be it the loving gaze of my mother
Or the avid arms of a lover,
I love, I love, I do.
When I am the center for others.
Some years winters are cold n loneliness frigid,
I find d shackles of sane normalcy rigid,
Sacrifices empty, decisions all wrong,
Some moments precious, all lost, all gone,
I m not sure of nothing no more,
All ideals all convictions are distant folklores,
Same follies, same flaws,
Same fears same glee
Oh how I cannot, cannot but avoid,
Being the incorrigible me!
5) Poem – Of Strange Beginnings And Ends
It starts.
He looks at me,
And I try to smile.
He smiles back.
He thinks of what else to do,
And finds nothing.
He smiles again;
It ends.
Memories…
You look at me,
And I try not to smile.
You smile back.
You think of what not to do,
And find something.
You smile again;
It starts.
6) Poem – Secrets
You promised
To embrace my naked scars
To erase my forbidden lines
And laugh off my gravest sins
You were my savior
My hero
But all it took was
A casual evening
And my life was all over
Your coffee table
And how I wished
This trust
would’ve passed the test of time
Now all that I am
Left with
Are your frozen whispers
And the touch
Of your
Last embrace.
7) Poem – Mountains Of Nothing
The moon is redeemed
in another sky
this aeon,too short for redemption
impregnated with illicit desires
the oceans a fugitive
of the land
the house is naked
windows no longer open
on the outside
the heart of charcoal
is sooted with goldust
it beats no more
it rattles
all this is too insignificant
to excite ’em
the world is bored
war is cheap.
