On Friendship Day

Do you know how the most beautiful poetry is written ?
It's written by looking at you
Not the sky or the earth
Or a mother giving birth
Or the sound of the seas
Or the chandelier ringing with the breeze
It's not love or hate
Or emotions that separate
Not the omens and signs
Or good lord,oh divine

But my breath halts
When I hear your voice

Which sounds like the temple bells
And the melodies from the heaven dwells
Which feels like an amalgamation
Of the natural world and the nations

It is unique each and everyday
And I long to see you
For all the small talks or stories you say
Are just as good as looking at you

So now I know how the most beautiful poetry is written
It is written by looking at you,
 my friend,
dear friend.

Fantasies

I want to write about wonderlands and fancy fantasies
But those things don't click
And words don't rhyme
I want to be a professional poet
A weekly writer in some newly introduced newsletter
Who uses clever phrases and all literary devices
Who's punctuations are correct and spellings perfect
Who knows not the bounds of language and words
But the depth in every sentence she writes
I know I'm ambitious
I know I can do it sometime
I know I will be someone with a mug of hot chocolate because coffee is not my type
Who lies around in hammocks all day in pajamas with a book in her hand and maybe specs perching on her nose too.
But I will also be the one who knows that every line I say or write has a magic only when
The sounds resonate the real meaning
And every mind understands the essence of it
Not when critics applause me for my work and Its printed in various magazines.
Anyone can understand words but if you can understand the meaning, I believe I am succeeding towards success.
So now, although you haven't realized I wrote about one such fantasy, Id like you to know
That I write no Shakespeare
But what I do write is an expression a simple formulation of my thoughts to your understanding.

Triangle

A triangle is an excuse for a perfectly aligned line to break into two
To make two bases for me and you
And the hypotenuse may not be the same
But we are perpendiculars and that's the aim
And I don't think it is my fault
Because you said mean,long - no halt
And I kept trying to make it up to you
But I was short, stout and straight too
Finally you broke away
And left me to figure out my own way
Now we don't coincide
And talk of love by each other's side

But trust me,
Again,it will never be said
That two lines coincided
And now they are no use
They met again but decided
It best to meet only through a hypotenuse 

The Wait

You left me on a hot summer day
Standing in the rain
Pressed between sweaters and coats

When leaves crumpled under my feet
And pumpkins were being carved
When tattered my teeth
And street kids being starved

When sweaty hands handed me rain wet money
And the car splashed mud on my face
When comedy shows were not so funny
And I had lost all my grace

When days were grumpy gloomy and grey
And sometimes yellow with pink lemonade
When flowers were brown and green in decay
And I was the unbecoming red most shade

When I changed myself every season
Waiting for you with the same enthusiasm
And thinking of the very moment you'd come
It made me realize what had i become

But you came not ever
You betrayed me clever

For when I woke
It was neither monsoon nor fall
It was not winter or summer at all
It was peace; for the turmoil had stopped
My heart thumped and heart beat dropped

It was peace because I had known
That sometimes we wait for absolutely none
And wouldn't it be better to have let gone
Than trying too much,too long?

See the sky you are

What makes you want the sky so much
The tint of sunrise red
Or orange in the sunset
The palette of blue and purple
And white cloud beds

Why everyday you inspect the sky
And not see the beauty in you that lies
That every shade that changes the sky
Lies nowhere else but in your eyes

But you keep searching light in the cracks of dawn and dusk
you seek light in the corners of the infinity and beneath the clouded husk

But dear, you don't know what light you impart
That light you seek resides in your heart
That every single sky you see is just a part
Of all the skies you are

Savvy-Self

Savvy-self
Our lives are they really real
Like dew drops on leaves- crystal clear
Is meeting with time an obligation
And being in now more like a revelation

For everyday I build no wall
Or stitch no cloth , not work at all
But I slip like water
Sip my tea
And relish the time that's left to me

For Day and night I hear a voice
That calls out like a forest fire
The inside of me screams
For a deprived distressed desire

What value will wages weigh
When yourself knows not inner self
And every moment passes by
Without it having you to dwell
And you may know everything swell
Just your journey, you could've learnt it well.

Surrendering

If you press your feet under sand

And take a deep breathe

You will start to sink below

Not from your feet but your heart instead




But keep still as a stone

Don't worry

Don't fret

Even if your heart slips out of your body

I assure you , you won't be dead




Because we are made of the sea breeze

And the ocean bed

We come and descend from the horizon

Like the sunrise and sunset




So even if you sink in today

Don't listen to what they said

Because sometimes drowning

Makes us float instead

Air

Mom said listen to dad
And dad says to mom
Until society came in between to decide the norms

The same society that neglects self harm
But has made only two options do or die
The society that says speak the truth
But itself lies in lies

Where was this society when ma was ill
And dad was unfortunate
When we struggled
To survive the worst of our fate

Society exists where we want
And when we want
We see and hear what we want
A praise scold or a taunt

So what's the point
Of speaking in an undue affair
And caring and listening
For it is air , it is all air

So, let it go.

Global to local

Global to local

There's something deep inside us which influences our demeanour
Even when the world turns black
It keeps us fresh and greener

Just like a tree tht withstands
All the dust and dirt and heat
This 'something'
Keeps us strong on our feet


It keeps us real and raw
Like we would be initially
But it also lets us grow
Like we would love to be

I call them my roots
Locally strengthening
And letting globally expand
Though deep in the ocean
But a dune on the sand

Without roots
What is our then to now and now to then
My  past to present
And present to when
My here to there
And there to thus
Or local to global
Say, I must

Livsnjutare

Livsnjutare

We all hold a secret agenda
Though we are unaware
Or don't find about it
Because of the time we'd have to spare

But the reality is
The thing that is so engaging
Is the secret itself
Unknown yet so time consuming

Ever wondered what it could be
To resolve a dispute or a 15 billion fee?
No. Not really.

It is to know yourself
Truly and deeply
To learn to love life
However it may be

For when you do so
You'd realize
Often what we look for
Lies right in front of our eyes

Mind and magic

What is the need for indulging with our heart and soul,
If our mind's a magic wand like it is always told.
'It stores your fate
It is the beginning of your deeds
And it brings happiness and success
Right to your feet'
For the magic wand is the mind
And the magician the soul
The brain dares
The heart cares
But both play equal roles.