Listening to my heart

One day I was sitting alone,

Listening to my heart’s tone,

trying to understand why it wants,

something that is already gone,

or something that is not mine,

atleast for now, till it is time...

My heart says it knows it has so much,

More than the poor man’s luck,

But then that is missing,

that thing, hey are you listening?

Yes I am oh my dear heart,

Everything I do has your mark...

So yes then, I want that,

I know it could make me sad,

but it is like the sun that brings light,

To the weakness and might,

For a sight of it people pray,

but for that i know it burns everyday,

so much that if I come close to it,

I wouldnt last even for a minute...

or it could be like that missing piece,

from my life, that could bring me peace,

complete my life, and make it perfect,

but i think if i haven’t done enough to earn it...

so scared of it going away from my life,

that i almost never try...

Oh my heart, you are so naive,

To achieve something you have to strive,

Whenever you are sad or weak,

Listen to your heart speak...

It may tell you to do something difficult,

but whatever be the result,

until you live each second like a freefall,

you wont ever live afterall

The Lotus

So I saw you again today,

I wonder if you could hear me pray.

Pray for you to see me once,

Just once like for months,

or years or lifetimes, 

we have been unable to find, 

each other even though we were,

not far, right at the curb...

Just one glance from you,

Oh the magic it can do...

give me the strength,

to live this life till end.

Or even die with happiness,

That my presence didn't go unnoticed...

So it seems I will have to wait for you,

Even though patience is not my virtue,

I will wait...

Because I know one day,

One day, this existence of mine,

Even if for many births has cried...

Will eventually be with you my love,

In this world full of mucky mud,

The lotus will grow so beautifully,

That the world around us will shine brightly,

As bright as the Thousand Suns, 

Yes that my dear is the strength of this power unheard...

The Lonely Bird

Everywhere I look around I see joys of two,
And they say it is sorrow when it is only just you...
So is it that someone else will bring joy,
To the solitary existence of mine?
Is there really another living soul,
With whom I would always feel at home?

Thinking about this, I almost have a tear in my eye,
Since searching for that someone till now hasn't been worth the try...
I hate the feeling of disappointment I face everytime.
Before I express my feelings, we have always been a rhyme,
But then just like the soul leaves the body,
We act like to one another we are nobody...

Perhaps I wouldn't have felt like this lonely bird,
If I hadn't around me heard,
So many birds singing a duet,
Which makes me wonder who is that someone else...
Have I met that person already?
Who would make my life a little steady?

I hope I would know that soon...
... the person I could call my moon,
Till then I shall try and enjoy this chorus of duets around me,
And wait for that shade giving tree...

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.