Sunday, October 23, 2016

Melancholic Verses

Burning in the midnight,
the rage ,the sorrow and the fantasy.
Men and women mean nothing to me,
She or He ,I am the child of sea.

Distant dreams and broken hearts,
Roses bleed and sparrows fade.
When mending of our hearts, fail,
On white snow,we sail.

Now without her shadow
me and my words are empty
No love , no curses
only melancholic verses.

Monday, September 5, 2016

Where Souls don't speak

Tell me ,
All about the skies you roamed
All about the birds you met
All about the trees you slept in
Was it worth it ?
Worth it, leaving us all behind?

My heart, overwhelmed and cold
It betrayed me many times,untold
I was roaming alone
Singing songs of melancholic tone..

But was it worth it?

Oh yes!
Here souls don't speak
and no promises, we keep
There, the climb is steep
But Freedom
Freedom is always worth the leap.

Friday, July 1, 2016

Melancholy princess

Her fiery eyes staring back at me.
Her shimmering lips calling to me.
My longing, my unquenched thirst
Yearning of her in lust
Heavens watch her unyielding stance
In joy and pride, the princess dance.

Friday, June 3, 2016

To Choke an Eagle

All eagles told her
in love,in anger
even in despair
"All eagles are meant to fly,
for we are the rulers of sky.
The grounds are realms.
of ignorant mortal men."

Under the gaze of disappointment
of her parents,teachers and siblings
she replied,
"Father,mother and rest,
I know flying is what we do best
But wings mean nothing to me
for hollow skies is all i see.
Ground is where i roam
for now it is my home."

"Let me walk, let me go"
she said countless times.
Her tender heart,
overburdened and broken,
wept in words unspoken.
Her Majestic Wings,
resting on ground,
Her soul earth bound.

"You disgust us, you are a disgrace"
as she saw her father and her mother
join the crowd in chanting
Her claws pierced her chest,
putting her heart to rest.
She lay on her home, blood soaked
An eagle,choked.

Monday, May 30, 2016


I have life talk to me,
The misery it dawns upon me.
My words are filled,
with sorrows for her to see.

Life in all its pride
listens to my disjoint questioning.
My thirst, my unending love
and my dissent quibbling.

I am but a meager soul
Disillusioned by her cruel child,
souls only more evil than me.
They left me alone in the wild.

Life smiles to my childish rumbling
My heart wiser than my words
wounded yet unbent
Cries like a caged bird.

Life has an answer 
to my broken pride,
to my despair ,
to my wandering stride

She points to my heart
and says to me, 
" Fear not child,
for you heart still beats."


God, Devil
couldn't do us part.
The Angels. the Demons
tried, become one with dust.
The brightest day, the blackest night
meant nothing in our home.
The kindest heart, The cruelest souls
left us alone.
You, me
standing lone in the woods.
Death did us part
only if it could.

Friday, May 20, 2016

The Blue Butterfly

Tell me do you remember the blue butterfly
of stars unknown and unyielding pride?
Tell me do you remember her plight?
on a day like this she cried.

The wings now rest on ground.
After all her battles,
cold, calm and shaken.
Fallen but not lost ,her rage rattles.

It was here on this muddy swamp,
she lay shimmering to cold.
Her grievance lost to me in her light
As I watched her elegance unfold.

The blue butterfly ,
brought herself closer to me.
she whispered in languages unknown,
Then she flew to the white tree.

Tears fall on flowers,
filled with dancing butterflies.
Green, red, yellow but blue.