Thursday, 7 June 2007

criss-crosses








criss-crosses a many
confinements within
gentle barriers anew
blocking my view

bars of iron,old
rust settling over
yet too strong
i cant break through

stuck in the dingy room
i longed to roam free
amongst the clouds
touching the green tops

birds chirped in glee
my soul longed to fly
storeys high,am stuck
locked away,for ever?

i could see no man
for the crossbars high
block any land view
all i see are skies blue

green lush branches
ripening little fruits fresh
spring blooming all around
my winter still hasn't melted, why?

cold and dark,desolate i am
waiting for the bars to be cut
open, to let the fresh breeze in
refreshing my soul,i need it so

days stretch as if in a lull
nights i spend gazing the stars
time i spend,strumming away
waiting...criss-crosses to melt away...

Tuesday, 5 June 2007

my pearly white facade... (dedicated to all de docs)









pearly white a facade
i had it on me,so fresh
a sheer white coat it were
but to me,a guise to live on...

walking along the corridors
i were deaf to the world
for i never heard the pains
i never heard the cries
the hollow grief so true
of losing the dear ones
nor did i hear the woes
of physical pain hurting
the trauma of amputations
the anguish of mothers
losing their young ones
of kids being orphaned
the silent throe of injuries
the pains of being confined
a soul longing to be freed
from the aches,so deepset...

pearly white a facade
i had it on me,so fresh
a sheer white coat it were
but to me,a guise to live on..

walking along the corridor
i were blind to the world around
i saw no bleeding persona
i couldnt find anyone around
waiting for death to call on
i found no lacerated souls
no comatous lump of flesh and bone
no painful ulcerations i see
i passed by the blind unknown
i acted as if i cared for none
shielding myself away from curses
oblivious i were to the pools
of blood i had jumped across
i found no pains,no blood,no hurt
i walked on,nothing shook me ever...

pearly white a facade
i had it on me,so fresh
a sheer white coat it were
but to me,a guise to live on...

walking out of the hospital gate
i felt my resolve break away
i found no words to comfort
my grieving soul,i longed to run
wished to cry my heart away
walking away for the night
i find my soul eclipsed in agony
mourning over a million souls
i find my night coming to an end
wishing for stength to be calm
i try to close my eyes to sleep
wonder if anyone would ever know
the deepest of trauma i endure
the ever bleeding soul of mine
when i pull on the white sheets
everytime god calls on a tender soul...

pearly white a facade
i had it on me,so fresh
a sheer white coat it were
but to me,a guise to live on...

Saturday, 2 June 2007

staircase...














a marble staircase
winding along
as if a gyre!

a whirlpool
of memories in me
flashing all over!

steps to go by
dreams to fulfill
hopes to renew!

i dont know
how many turns
are left!

nor do i know
should i turn
left,or is it right?

a beacon of light
in you eyes,i see
or is it a flicker?

wonder why my feet
tire away,helpless
when all i wish is go on!

steps to count ahead
indeed each step forward,
a leap less,to reach you!
 

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