To the Elusive Spring

A spring time has arrived in my garden

Its fragrance envelops me day in and out

My entire courtyard is flower-laden

It’s a wonderful and happy time, no doubt

It’s busy serving the bees and flies without fail

Proving that it’s arrived to entertain selflessly

Wiping the dryness that makes the garden pale

Giving company to the trees, which were lonely

I’m inhaling its charm, warmth and freshness

Filling moments of togetherness, with joy and hope

Through every waft of fragrance, it expresses -

I believe - yearning for a long ride together, non-stop…

“Be prepared, spring times pass leaving memories,”

Said momma, mind and most trusted buddy

Ya I know, this might just be another breeze,

The kinds that left me sad lessons to study

But what’s the point in thinking whether

This springtime too, will leave to the torrent

Painful lessons have made me aware

that joy can be searched only in the present moment...

Humming the tunes of happiness and joy

Let’s take a walk, dear elusive spring

Maybe you are destined to vanish as a decoy

But till then, I’d welcome the fragrance you bring...

Its time for a one on one!

Well God, I am no saint

It’s no big revelation or complaint

Ok fine, I won’t pray for gains

But then you stop giving me big pains!

Give me peace, and keep me away

From hopes which might lead me astray

From treasures which cannot be found

And sad memories that rebound

Yes you’ve given me more than I asked,

Quite often in the years that have passed

Is that excuse enough to bring platters of sadness

Saying, “I want to increase your general awareness?”

Give me the blessing to stay content

To live my days and moments well-spent

Enough of these tests and strengthening process

I’m not strong enough to bear all these crosses.

My little life

Meet the target, and you get big bonus!

Said my boss, and gave me the onus

Of making the customers and managers happy

And in the process making my life crappy

“This isn’t how it should be,” my heart murmured

“God what’s happening?” my mind feared

But bravely it came up with my life’s new plan

And said “take some risk, I know, yes you can!”

From the hip-hop-happening colorful world

I landed in my hometown, a new phase unfurled

Learnt something which I always wanted to do

And gave it my best, made it my beau

Not that my life is engulfed in joy

It has its flaws, which sometimes annoy

But the new world of words have brought in fun

And made me my own little loved one!

'Its my little life, and a great deal I care

I want enough time, to stand and stare

afterall, what is life, without a little pause

to enjoy the sunshine, rain and some red rose

Tempting wilderness

I had asked you to think hard, when you said you're interested

warned you that the road you're taking is less traveled

you got intrigued, maybe- drawn and excited

to explore the unknown, flirt around the world of the hated

Halfway through my path, you're wishing I'm sure

that you knew the way ahead, before the rest of the tour

blame it on stars, gender or hormones

attitude, bruises, scars or emptiness

I can kill you, with love or hatred

etch within you, moments sacred

be your best friend, or worst enemy

make you a spectator, engulfed in envy

Give you all that I have for myself

take everything away, leaving you enmeshed

The gentle breeze can give way to scary cyclone

It can leave you distressed, sad and all alone

Call it coldness, rudeness or pride

It's time for you to move ahead bold, or hide...

that side road is beckoning you temptingly

I can see it's fragrance embracing you lasciviously

Just that again, it's the poisonous gender

of our common star-lit road that you're gonna enter

the road is sure to make your feet get hardened

strong enough to move on, even while numb or saddened...

Ask, and you shall receive?

I want to walk in the night rain,

holding on to my umbrella, listening to my ipod

I want that gust of wind to blow away

my myriad moods and show me ahead, the road

I want to fly up and perch on that mighty tree

Feeling the chilly cold wind, tickling soft through my feathers

I want to go 'ouch' happily, 

when that dew drop splashes on my head

I want to get camouflaged

in the greenery around and feel it's warmth

I want to feel the gush of air embracing me 

when the heart flutters advance in my direction

I want the feathers to get clasped soft and tight

Rushing past the moments quick

I want the world around to ignore us dance

and shout out loud amidst thunders of joy

I want to bottle up the time's warmth and scent

and blanket me with it in lonely blackness

I want to squeeze open my eyes and yawn

stretching my spine, welcoming the peaceful dawn

I want them all done, and immerse myself in the joy

and here I totally ask, seek and knock with the hope...

AN UNRULY LITTLE WISH...

The layers of attire in multi-shades of white
and the hands that hold the holy womb up in prayer
Cushioned outwards, by the beliefs, customs and respect 
and by  emotions, innocense, prayers and fear inwards
Walking up the aisle, flanked by angels on earth
Shouldering the role of his groom's host down here
the shepherd leads the herd, to start up in retrospect
and let's them pursue, the ways to the green valleys 
Amongst the herd, the unruly lamb admires 
the peaceful hands and head, up in the front
Born once as just another sapien, and got picked at ripe innocense
shaped and polished to serve, lead and preach,
and practice what's preached, wrapped in the holy-pure-robe
the shepherd is the best to lead a small herd forward
yes, the lamb wished it for a nuclear herd too
without the blockage of celibacy, got, to be lead, protected, fed and laid to rest
by the numerous similar ones it admired
Wished there were more to follow Cutie, it thought
and wished the old oath progressed to choice 
leading to a day that would dawn, with many
opening their day around holy grail plus little lambs...

WHAT SEEPED IN...

Walking back from the village church,
Foliage abundant around me freshness rich,
Breathing the purity that seeped through my cells
and letting it goose-bump-up, on ringing memory bells,
Waving mental 'hi's at nostalgic junctions and joints
Savouring the rush of feelings, forgotten in life's toils
I strolled the road back home thinking
and with my Ipod in my ears, singing
the essence of why and how my life took
all it's twists and turns, and shook
a lot of my beliefs, convictions and ways
to lead me where I'd eventually stay
Singing to my heart's content, the silent song,
of peace, courage and love, all day long 
The wilderness, faces, joints and roads,
playing their part, as I peacefully strode,
ensured that I joined the pieces tight,
of the puzzles of thoughts, that shaped my life, right!

JUST PHASES AFTERALL!

When the voice buzzed out sharp through the microphone

And when it clinged on to my heart magnetically

When the brain said, 'what bullshit, just go on'

But the heart encouraged and said, 'this is how it happens, really,

I thought this is a phase, and who knew, what it is to teach...

When I surveyed the corridors and campus for the presence,

When I pulled myself away from gangs, which to them didn't make any sense, 

When every encounter left me thinking, 'with this where am I to reach,

I thought this is a phase, and who knew, what it is to teach...

When years rolled by, with the fire in my belly afresh,

And I expected a new flavor to happen and get me refreshed,

As more and more of myself started wondering, why ain't I'm moving forward an inch,

I still thought that this is a phase, and who the hell knew, what it is to teach...

When years don't help you getting better at expressing the true intensity

of what lies within you with it's full sincerity,

And let it be there, but move ahead adding that cliched salt to life, a pinch

You'd call it again a phase, wondering, what it is to teach...

Smirks, tears, sarcasm, disbelief

Taking up these tools that would help gain momentary relief

Maybe, all one could sadly go by is what some stories preach

and learn, not every frog you touch turns into a prince...