THE SOLDIER....

Standing on the edge of the cliff,
The wind ruffling his hair...
He waits for the moment as if
It will come borne with the air.

The moment of glory,
The moment of pain,
Will it be sung as a story?
Or will it all go in vain????

Well none of it matters now,
He checks if his gear is in place...
Calming the storm raging in him somehow,
His enemies he stands to face.

He thinks of the people in their homes,
Sleeping unawares...
The burden of their fate,
On his strong shoulders he bears.

Flanked on both his sides,
By his fellow brothers in arms,
The sluggish time he patiently bides...
The sweat cold against his palms,
Suddenly a bullet whizzes by...
A cry rings in the air,
The enveloping silence was a mere lie.

His enemies he won't spare,
The madness engulfs him,
Everything is but a blur...
Neither pain nor bullets will slow him,
Till his enemies bite the dirt...
And so he keeps fighting on,
That his country may live in peace...
He's there to save it from the enemies outside,
But who'll save it from the enemies within????

SO MANY THINGS!!!!!

So many things we like,
So many things we hate...
So many things we make,
So many things we just can't break...

So many things we fear,
So many things we face...
So many things in dark we see,
So many things our senses escape...

So many things we feel,
So many things that are dear...
So many things that heal,
So many things far n yet near...

So many things we try,
So many things we dare...
So many things we touch,
So many things we bear...

So many things we love,
So many things we desire...
So many things we crave for,
So many things we admire...

So many things we loathe,
So many things we despise...
So many things that hurt us,
So many things to make us wise...

So many things that signal the end,
So many things saying let go...
Hereby I end my thoughts,
And leave to enjoy the lot...

IF I COULD FLY....

Sitting alone in my cubicle,
Bereft of all thoughts
Ignoring people's odd glares like icicles...
With my inner self I fought.

The walls seemed to close on me,
As if trying to stifle my every breath,
This is not where I want to be..
I curse my fortune's cunning and stealth.

My imagination took me far far away,
To the land of my dreams...
Where the untamed wind made the trees sway
Their roots bathed in crystal clear streams.

I was free from the worries,
The tensions that constantly grappled me
I was in the land of Grandma's stories,,,
It was music as far as the eye could see.

It was where I longed to be,
Bolt around the green lands bare foot...
Feel the clear springs and the deep sea,
And enjoy Mother Nature's abundant loot.

The snow covered peaks glistened in the Sun
And dew drops glimmered like pearls,
Entangled in the webs, the spider had so painstakingly spun,
While the weeds danced in the ocean's swirl.

The cattle grazed on the lush green grass,
Horses ran unabashedly free of all care
The scene was the most beautiful I ever cane across,
Pure and pious and scenic and fair....

The colorful birds dotted the clear blue sky,
Singing to the world God's glory,
They almost made me wish I could fly,
I felt cleansed of all the agony,,,

The vivid colours dazzled my eyes,
The flowers in full bloom...
They rid my heart of all its gloom,

The horses white,
Ran with all their might...
The roses burnt red,
The golden sun felt glad..
The sunflowers clad in vibrant yellow,
They could make any heart mellow..
The sky and sea blue,
The birds of rainbow hue..
The cottages made of wood,
The green trees that proudly stood.....

My heart skipped a beat,
I crashed back from my retreat,
I longed to go back there,
Away from the maddening crowd's stares.

But felt chained by the concrete surrounding me,
I tried but couldn't get away...
Hope still kindles,
One day I'll soar high,
And break free from these girdles
& reach the land of my dreams...

If only I could fly....

HAAN TUM......

अँधेरे गलियारों में
उम्मीद की किरण बनके आये हो तुम.
पथरीले रास्तों में
कोमल फूल बनके आये हो तुम.
इस सूनी दुनिया में
मेरा साया बनके आओ हो तुम,
मन के मंदिर में
सुनहरी मन्नत बनके आये हो तुम.
तुम्हारी मोहक मुस्कान से
रात में सवेरा नज़र आता है.
तुम्हारी खिली खिली आँखों में
अपना सुन्दर सपना नज़र आता है.
तुम्हारी बातों में
जीने का बहाना मिलता जाता है.
तुम्हारे स्पर्श से
एक बिजली सी कौंध जाती है.
इस दिल और दिमाग पर
अमिट चाप छोड़ जाती है.
और एक अनोखा सा एहसास दे जाती है.
एह्स्सास जो अपने पास बुलाता है,
एहसास जो भरोसा दिलाता है,
की तुम हमेशा रहोगे साथ...
अपने हाथों में लेके मेरा हाथ,
मैं तुम्हारी, तुम हो मेरे
कभी न ढालेंगे अपने सवेरे,.....

MUSINGS OF A BAFFLED MIND !!!!!

The violet hues,
The crimson blues
The swirling tides,
Like feelings you hide...
The bright sunny skies,
The birds that soar high...
The sturdy mountains
Their youthful fountains,
The snow covered peaks,
Their lush green teaks...
The grass like velvet,
Covered with flowers scarlet
The diligent squirrels,
The kids that quarrel.
The lousy dog,
The insects beneath the log
The cozy sweet home,
To which these tired feet come,
The parents warm smiles,
That make you go miles,,,
A little hug
It makes you feel smug....
The cool breeze,
The dancing trees...
The silent night,
It rejuvenates your might.
The soft kiss of sun's rays,
They enlighten your ways....
The end might be near,
But have no fear...
Nothing can ever stop you,
Cos God will never leave you!!!!

My Land......

In a dark lane,I saw her
Her back arched with the burden of age,
Holding onto the bars of an invisible cage...
She stood alone in darkness,
Bereft of all emotions,
Staring into an emptiness,
Praying silently for her ablution...
"Who are you", I asked her,
Her silent gaze had me rooted in fear,
"I am the air you breathe", she spake,
I am the water that quenches your thirst,
I am the land you trudge upon,
I am the soil that feeds you,
I am the essence of who you are,
But you all seem to have forgotten me...
These tattered clothes lay bare my soul,
Marred by corruption,
Mutilated by hatred,
Impaired by poverty,...
Destroyed by desires of my selfish children,
That have a beginning, but know no end...
Save me before its too late,
Or you all will repent your disastrous fate.
My wings have been ripped apart,
Am now tied to the ground,
Its time you make a new start..
All that's been lost, has to be found"
I stood there speechless,
Not knowing what to say...
How do I save my motherland,
Can you show me the way???

The Darker Part....

The mirror cracks,
In those thousand shimmering pieces,
I see my thousand parts...
I come face to face with a part of me,
A part that is unknown,
A part that is hidden somewhere...
In the deepest crevices of my heart,
A part that I am scared of,
A part that I despise...
Because it is in this part,
That all the grief has turned to rage..
An anger so dark,
It threatens to burn the better heart.
A rage so strong,
That I no longer mourn...
The crimson flames,
Rise like high tides
Despite my best efforts,
They just refuse to die.
Sometimes I simply wonder,
Have they killed my brighter side??
The darkness consumes me,,
It makes me want do things...
Things I would never do to you,
Things I am ashamed of,
Things I would never dream of...
But this part wants them...
And it wants them bad.
It wants to see,
My tears in your big eyes...
It wants to hear,
You shout in vain...
It wants you to feel,
Every ounce of my pain...
A Part of me hates me for this,
And I really don't know why
But I'd Love to see you cry!!!