Monday, 17 June 2013

Right now

This is now.
Things that we see.
Things that we say.
Things that matter.
This is now.
And nothing else is here.
This is it what we see.
This is it what we say.
This is it that matters.
This is now. And nothing else.

Tuesday, 24 July 2012

My paintings..

I wish I could draw,
I wish I could paint.
Just hold the pen and fill all pages,
just one stroke with brush and paint all ages.
Just one look to draw that beauty,
and some colours to paint my insanity.
Like the river, my pen would glide,
and draw the beauties with nothing to hide.
Like two lovers bursting with desire,
my brush could paint the waves and the fire.

I'd paint a wild horse running on the moor,
and childhood sweethearts kissing by the door.
I'd paint a hooker with love in her eyes,
and a dying soldier with fear in his eyes.
I'd paint a sparrow trapped in a cage,
and a smiling mother with her new-born babe.
I wish I could draw, I wish I could paint,
a painting of love, a painting of life,
a painting of freedom and the eternal smile.

19/06/2012

Cocktail of Life

Oh how sweet, is the taste of love
and how deep, is the feel of pain.
Oh how dark, is the colour of loss
and how bitter, is the thought of shame.
Oh how shallow, is the depth of hope
and how bright, is the glint of the eyes.

A pinch of each, and I mixed them all,
Stirred with my joys and shook with every fall.
Here I give you the cocktail of my life,
with a dash of laughter and a sprinkle of strife.
Here I give you the part of my life,
some weeping heartbeats and two tear-filled eyes.

19/06/2012

Thoughts that flew

And then when the pen stopped writing,
the words sat there with eyes unfolded,
my thoughts flew high like the thunder striking.

It flew so high, it knew no line.
It flew so far, like it was never mine.
I sat there stunned with my fingers clenched,
my eyes in shock and hands so drenched.

The pen won't move, nor the words utter a cry,
Come back my thoughts, you who love to fly..
For there is no land that needs be walked
and there is no sky that needs be flown in.

What you seek for, whom you find..
Words that never spoke and the eyes so blind.
Come back to me you, you who love to fly.

06/06/2012

Wednesday, 15 June 2011

The bucket life filled


What I will know when I die?
The time I was born, the time I first smiled.
The first time I moved, the first time I cried.
The first time I walked, the first time I fell.
The first day at school, The first time I met someone new.
The first cry of separation and the first friend.
The first homework I did, the first teacher I loved, the first pen I owned.
The first dream I saw, the first decision I took, the first mistake I made.
The first dream shattered, the first glint of loss, the first feel of no hope.
The first poem I wrote, the first night I didn't sleep.
The first promise I made, the first time I broke it.
The first love I felt, the first time I lost it.

Life gave me chances, so many after one another,
I took them all as they came, no matter.
But here again I think I lost it, 
and here again I think I blew it.
Now I sit and see and feel, what came my way, what went another way.
I think life filled my bucket right, no other way I'd have lifted it so light! 
  

Thursday, 27 January 2011

Bird



Into the free sky I have my wings spread,
Into the new day I paint my world red.

Words that make me proud, I fly and sing them out loud.
Up and high I fly, up and high I glide.

Roaring with pride and soaring new heights
I flinch never, neither I stop with fright.

With hope in my eyes, I fly everyday into the free sky.
And then the dreams I see every day, I fly higher to reach there one day.

I had all, they said then. I had all, it seemed so then.

The flight they never had dared, the life they always cared.
Still my eyes had those dreams.
How I wish I had someone to share. How I wish there was someone who cared!

Here I am with my feathers shining now.
My toes have gold and diamonds on my gown.
I look beautiful even when I frown.

I have all they say now. I have all it seems now.

But there are no songs that I sing now,

And there is no sky to fly now.

Thursday, 2 December 2010

Shame

Recently I saw the documentary "The Cove". I am no animal activist professionally nor have I done any work in this field, but yes like many other sensitive human beings, I am an animal lover to the core. A person who believes that every animal and plant deserve the same amount of freedom and respect and protection that we have or we get. I am not sure how many people love life (in every form) to this meaning.

I was broken, disgusted and hopeless after watching that documentary till the end. I have always wanted to do something fruitful of my life, help the helpless and save the vulnerable. That one documentary brought my whole understanding of science and research and development to a big question mark. Why are we doing all this, what makes sense, who is benefiting and how long do we go on like this? To most of the people I will sound emotional, illogical, ignorant, and what not, I am falling short of such words myself! I am not against scientific research if anyone thinks so, but all I want to know if there is any categorization on issues that is there in front of everyone and on issues which we don't even know how fruitful and helpful their outcome will be. A research that helps making life easier and comfortable is beneficial and acceptable to all.

To those who dont know what The Cove is all about, its a documentary movie that won several awards in the year 2009, recording live what happens in the Taiji region of Japan every year, starting from September, and continuing up to March. There is so much about this documentary that anyone can Google it and know the in and out of it. The gist is that thousands of Dolphins are caught and slaughtered, severely inhumanly everyday. Why is it done, no one has the answer. No one is allowed to see or capture this event on any kind of picture or film. When it is so strictly protected from disclosure then these fisherman know what heinous act they are performing everyday. Still they do and have been doing for I don't know how many years.

I am not bragging about just one kind of animal being killed in the world, but to this number and like a tradition which has no ending, I am not sure if any slaughtering can be compared to this one. Dolphins, to some researchers, are equally or probably more intelligent than we human beings. Well there is nothing humane about being a human being these days. On many occasions they have saved lives of swimmers who have come under life threatening circumstances in the ocean. People find them intriguing, Dolphins like being around swimmers. An animal which is so much social like us, does it never occur to those butchers to give it a second thought?

Well why it is being done and feeling sorry and miserable about it is not going to help and change anything. I am trying to find it for myself how I can bring my life and my understanding to any use. There is so much agony now that any kind of our activity seems useless. We are doing so much research on finding life on Mars! Such an irony! The life that we have here on our own planet, we are progressively destroying it, and we rejoice of finding extra terrestrial life!! Trillions of currency is being put on to find life on other planets, do we even think what if there is anything which does not want to be found! We have our own one big planet to look after, what about that? All the major wild life protection organizations are working through donations! (The government has money for Mars but not for Earth!!) It only makes me shameful and laugh on our disgraceful development. Who is the person who can decide what should be given more importance to? Things that we know there is or things that we don't know there is? It fills me with despair to see how ruthlessly we are enjoying our stay at this planet and amongst other living beings and treating everything around us as something of our use or entertainment or food or pest.

I am no longer afraid of any cataclysmic event, in fact I am hopeful that it might be the only answer to the type of life sort deserving this planet, given to the current scenario what we have made, we definitely don't.