Are you with me?

everyday i see you,
is your existence true?
is what i ask myself,
and in this thought i dwell,
so deep that i go somewhere,
deeper than the deepest well,
and in this darkness,
find the illumination,
of your bright face,
and wonder of who made,
such a wonderful creation,
that even words are ashamed,
of their incapability to,
describe the wonder of you...

i feel you are so close to me,
that these physical boundaries,
don't seem to exist at all,
almost like i can crawl,
close to you just right now,
i really don't know how,
you became the reason i live for,
then from you only strength i draw,
to live each day as it comes,
otherwise life was just numb...

sometimes i am scared of losing you,
even dream of this dream come true,
crashing to bits of tiny glass.
each bit showing a moment of our past,
and if a piece goes into my eye,
don't blame me if i cry...

i hope you, the light of my life are always by my side,
with you next to me, i can face even the highest of the tides...

Merging with the Sea

who are you?
where are you?
are you there at all?

i look around and one moment,
see you everywhere, everyday spent,

then suddenly you are gone,
like you werent ever there all along

do i know you?

i think i know you like i know myself,
then your existence seems like a fake spell,
that charmed me to believe that fiction,
is infact the real creation...

do you exist at all?

i feel your presence around me,
like the shade of a banyan tree,
a cocoon around this butterfly,
like someone i could call mine,

then i get drenched in the rain,
of sadness, suffering and pain,
and realise the cover i had,
in invisibilty it was clad...

Will i ever be able to see you?

flowing along this river of existence,
even if the turns cause any tension,
i see a dam for this river not far away,
ready to stop this free motion
and close my eyes in this hope to see,
a miracle that will help me break free,
from this river dam i am heading towards...and,
i open my eyes to see i am merged with the sea,

the dam dissappearing as the mirage i come close to.

All I want to say...

Words sometimes they are hard to find,

Words that would say what I have in my mind...

If only you could go inside me,

You could see all that I want to say shine brightly...

Every emotion is so clearly shown,

each with their own special tone,

So much so, that from inside,

I feel they will burst out and make me cry...

But then I dont know why,

No matter how hard I try,

I am unable to shape these emotions,

Into words or such creations...

And hope that one day you could go inside me,

To see all I want to say, shine brightly...

I know

To feel lonely in a crowd,

To hear silence really loud,

I know.

To read empty pages,

To lose when you think you made it,

I know.

To feel sadness in happiness,

To feel calm when I am stressed,

I know.

To see feelings in your eyes,

To see them turn lies,

I know.

To keep clinging on something meant to let go,

To cry in this life's comedy show,

I know.

To be fake to someone true to you,

To hope this wont be true,

I know.

To see darkness in light,

To find peace in a fight,

I know.

To find sense in nonsense,

To make peaceful matters tensed,

I know.

To hope the never ending to end,

To hope for a broken heart to mend,

I know.

To sense a message in the air,

To hope it is one in despair,

I know.

To keep believing on losing,

In shame find confidence oozing,

I know.

To know the permanence of change,

To act calm in rage,

I know.

To go to sleep when I am alive,

To kill these words of mine,

I know.

You

When I met you the last time,
I felt like I had dived,
In this ocean full of love,
An Ocean I hadn't seen in my life before,
Eventhough I had many times visited this coast...

Now I am in the mountains,
Busy with my meditation,
That this breeze reaches me,
And hits me with this tree...
Giving me a sign that the ocean has dried,
Hearing which I inside myself terribly cried...

Everytime I would come to the coast,
Not receiving your love, I would loathe...
So was it that when we met last,
That around me a love nest you cast?

I was hoping to see the ocean again,
The next time I am on that train...
I was day dreaming of what would happen,
Then to erase everything, all it took was a second...

I try to get back to my meditation,
But I seem to have lost my patience...
Words dont seem to be depicting my emotion right now,
All I can do, is just take a bow...

And hope to sense your presence,
In this life's essence...
And ask you for one last thing,
To whoever reads this, you bring happiness.

Elasticity of Life

Sometimes to shine,

To experience something divine,

You dont have to try too hard,

Life itself will push you in the dark.

In the beginning you might cry,

And to search for some light you may try.

But hold on, let it get as dark as it can,

It will just make you a stronger man.

The darker it gets, more closer,

are you to the illuminated river,

which will help you flow to your destination unseen,

Something as big and beautiful as the mighty sea.

Because the lower you are pushed,

You will go even higher than you could,

Imagine yourself to go,

But then as you know,

Of the law of motion, that for every action,

there is an equal and opposite reaction...

However, then remember, dont go so deep into the darkness,

Dont get pushed down so much away from brightness,

That you are never able to rebound to the top,

As you know, after a certain point, the elasticity of life may stop...

This Breeze, This Wind

This cold breeze that hits my face,
I ask it what does it have to say...


Speak to me, I command,
It acts as it didnt here my demand.


It just continues on its course,
Without even a trace of remorse...


I felt it had a message for me,
But it didnt have the time for tea...


And kept flowing towards its destination,
With its own form of child like elation...


Not even  noticing my presence,
Which made me look for the essence,
With which this wind flows undistracted,
Such determination, how did it crack it?


While thinking of this I meet a friend,
Which puts this analysis to an end...