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.

Wishing

Finally a new one.. i wrote today, in four parts..
first, sitting near the lift of the b block lift of the metro station @ cp,
second, waiting for the train at the platform.
third, in the metro train
fourth, standing near the stairs at patel nagar station.

I wish I was a child again.
Probably of the age nine or ten.
No one would question what I did,
But loved me more because I was a kid.
Each mistake would be treated with a smile,
Everything wrong I did would be excused because I was a child.
Life would be trouble free without any tension,
No stress or decisions to make or learn any lessons.
It seems that a kid's life is too easy,
While making decisions, they dont need to be choosy.
Infact, they dont have to decide anything,
Elders do the needful, at the same time being so caring.
Its not the attention the kid seeks that attracts me,
But probably the way their life is seemingly tension free.
Life they say is not by chance but by choice,
And it is no one else but us, who choose to make tension a part of our lives.
So why cant we choose a life that is free from any kind of worry?
We are the ones who make our own destiny.
Life is too short and worrying makes it shorter,
You end up living your life not to the fullest, but a quarter.
Lets try to eliminate it totally if we can,
And who said we cant, because the choice is always in our hand.
Being worry free would make life simpler and happier,
And dont try to fake it, everyone can know when you are living life in fear.
Sadness and tears are not the only things that make up life,
But instead, make you realise the importance of happiness making you more wise.