scribbled
(all poems are original works of mine)

Conundrum

Imagination makes me fearful;
reality, fearless!


The Wanderer

Take me to the places I've never been,
those I've dreamt of, but; have never seen.

These deserted paths here and those meadows lush green,
take me to every corner; that I've never been.

Take me to the lake, that forms from cold water stream,
past those horizons, for I am all very keen.

Take me through the ups and downs,
Along the rocky mountains; so very mean.
Throw me high and push me back,
let me tread the treacherous pathways; clean.

Then slow me down when I'm going fast
and let me grow in this nature..serene!
Take me to the places I've never been,
Take me! To the places I've never seen.

Random

My love 

My hope

Those laughs and cries

Of hellos and goodbyes

Moonshine 

The moon will shine in the darkest hour
Scattering it's light in all places you are,

Close your eyes and you never know
On moonlight nights, it may hurt no more.

A picture Divine

All these colors

bright and dull

Moments of highs 

and moments of lull

All these shapes

many a line

Coming together 

To form a picture divine.

Burnt

In a moment of rash heat
I've touched a burning rod,
How else am I to shape her
Without the burns, that I've got.

Far far away

In the far far town
Dressed up in white gown
She’s playing gentle music
And striding up and down…

In the far far valleys
Where water flows in alleys
She hurls many a stone
Beyond the hills, at unknown

In the far far meadows
Where cattle set to graze
She rests under the tree
Until the evening haze

But then I wake up to this dream
An un-dying faith…in her being"

A night

Some noises, not so far
then the sounds of a passing car
lying in the bed; so cold
I'm acting all wise and bold

Unpacked bags lie empty here
next to me my books on a chair
this light of lamp, straight in face
everything seems out of place

As a few last lines, I struggle to write
my sleepy eyes are shutting tight
whatever it is, doesn't make sense
whatever it is, is really dense.

Mumbai

"A million ways, yet unsure

This one or the one before

An untiring walk into the infinite

I sit here often, for a moment of respite"

Of us

I look for answers in a child's play

I fall in love everyday

It makes me happy and all the more 

Because, this moment like never before

Would last me just as long 

As my memories of us - singing songs.

Forsaken

Sounds of life walk their path

At dusk, seemingly forsaken

And then again in Holy hours

Bright and awakened.

Wedding

It is time; they say
you better tie the knot,
I dread and pray
its only a passing thought.


A twist

The woods may be lovely dark and deep
And I may have many promises to keep,
Somethings are just more important for now
movies, hot cups of coffee and a good night's sleep.


Tomorrow

There is uneasyness in anticipation
of tomorrow 's first light,
With setting sun and rising hope
I crawl into the night.


Battles

In a crowded mass today
with music, friends and stories shared,
A breeze of fresh air ameliorates
these open wounds from battles we dared.