O simpleton

Keep digging, goDeeper and one day youMay find that oreOf native gold; your doorTo fortune and the worldYour soul is soldTo those glittering lights, thoseHysterical nights and lies someoneHas told. Treasures are people you knowAnd those you don’t; treasure is pleasuresOf youthAnd wisdom when you’re old. But keep digging, only then shall youBe wise, old…

Time

I looked for you along the borders of my mother’s embroidered saree, under the shade of mango trees in scorching summers and amidst the books I found a world in; I called for you in the rain as I ran toward my house; wondered where you went when she was in my arms and I…

Begin again. – collaboration

I’ve felt moments embody eternities, posing to be forever. I’ve had forevers, fast and fickle. There were times when The slightest of touch echoed deep within. There were touches that stopped time and then there were lives that ended, Only to begin again. In collaboration with Anushka.

Passing

As tall as the tree grew, way back in 2002; a cold Wednesday morning, I rushed to the terrace and watched the skies as birds flew. Guessed it’s wherever or nowhere, I think I prayed a time or two. He still stood there, that silly old fool and I knew; walked to it, said “I…

It comes and goes.

I just don’t understand how the world works at all. I was jobless but happy then I was working and miserable. It’s only after I got out of college that I was interested in learning. I am surrounded yet I’m alone, they sat with me, ate with me and lived with me but not once…

Lush green

I got a basket full of sunshineAnd a bottle full of windI hid warmth in my palmsAnd winters in my heartI wait for you in the gardenOf fairies and hopeI have a heart full of wishesAnd a mellow soulIf you want meFind meWalking down the slope

Living

It isn’t like what it was, it won’t be like how it is; these aren’t just days but life in layers, peeling off by itself one after another. Memories are a game of mind and nightmares are scars that haunt. We’re caught amidst the chaos of sleep and consciousness and nothing makes actual sense.

Trippin

It’s got me by my hair like a substance that filled the air; with magic and hypnotic hymns that got me dazed. Why’s there no one out there? I don’t see a reason anybody would care but don’t you need somebody who shares? Oh, beat it, life! I ain’t going anywhere. I limped across a…

No dreams.

I had a dream. It saddens me when look back at the days when I dreamt of things. It’s even woeful what’s then now was now then. I don’t think I had a dream; I had many dreams. And I remember none.

I..uh…

I think. Sometimes it’s all I can do; sometimes it’s what I cannot. Sometimes it’s not the time, sometimes it’s just sometimes. It’s just time or maybe it isn’t; I don’t know. When I want to know, I don’t know what I have to know. When I do, I don’t want to. It’s complicated. Everything…

Times

“God has a plan for you” So I’ve heard. Whatever path you take, it’s for good. Bad days pave way for good days. Do they? Is that what you tell yourself? Hard times test you; make you a better person. Tell me this, o honest denizen, do they make you better or broken? Broken isn’t…

A thought.

I don’t know if eyes can talk, I don’t care about words and their meaning but if you walk with me in silence, you’ll understand what I’m saying. The road is long, as is time; days are short and so is life.

State

Walk away. I’ve got nothing to offer; not even kind words. Look around, look at you, look at me. What do we have in common? Nothing that you can see or perceive. For me, what makes you happy is a dream. What you dread is a wound that doesn’t heal. Walk your way, I’ll walk…

Drowning

Everything’s gonna be alright. What an illusion! A hope inspiring lie! But why? I walk the same road I was on twelve years ago, in shoes that bared my toes. The boots are now strong and the story is too long, unfit to be a song. My shoulders that were once free now carry the…

Normal.

What is normal but the feeling of comfort and relevance? You might tell me I’m wrong, say normal is something that’s acceptable and repeating; now tell me this, would you accept discomfort when it’s not needed? Would you tolerate if it’s irrelevant? Whatever happens is normal until you decide it isn’t. What is normal to…

Motivation.

We only got one life. Everything that you have or had won’t matter sooner or later; the ones that looked and felt so important to you will become obsolete. The constant pressure of making a living and a will to survive robs us off of the life in the present moment. Can we stop for…

You and I

I’m you, when you fight yourself, resisting change, looking for something new and crying over what to choose. I’m you, when you are recluse, craving company; scared knowing what you’d lose. I’m you, when you laugh in the moments of indecisiveness, not knowing what to do. You’re me if you think what I say is…

I Stand

I stand barefoot, soiling my feet. It rained in the morning, sunny in the afternoon and is freezing at night. I hear chirping birds, cawing crows, gentle breezes, wild winds and howling canines. I start to erode but I stand. I stood still. I still stand.

Still.

You say I’m an aimless soul, lacking ambition and grit. What do you know of the perils in choosing? The comfort in stillness and eventuality of stagnation and degradation? Let me be, o restless one; I have what you don’t but don’t have what I want.

Waters.

I swam an ocean of memories and each drop, an injury.

Autumn 🍂

Now I fly, like a withered leaf in wild winds; aimless and lifeless. Emotions have dried in the sun, rendering me colourless and for a moment, I wish I were motionless.

Motionless.

For once I wanted to stop And look, even if it’s for a second; to see what happens when I stop but then I realise I wasn’t moving at all and the world ceases for no one.

Sensation

A tingling sensation crawls down my back; the kisses my skin now misses. The wind hugs me from behind, can’t get your hands off of my mind and I still feel like our fingers are intertwined. I’m not scared of mornings anymore, every day gets me a little closer to you. Now I know, it…

Good morning.

Oh fuck! I’m gonna be late; I hate being late. Threw the blanket aside, sprang from my bed and ran into the bathroom to grab my brush. Brushing is such a chore! All that spit and rinse and gargle… ugh! Somebody switch the water heater on! I’m fucking late! Why didn’t anybody wake me up?!…

Waiting.

She sat facing the window. The door’s locked tight, so were windows; Light barely crept in. Her body grew defiant and feeble with each passing day; decay has set in. She waited for rain.

Yes I see them. Those clouds floating away abandoning my skies, making way to sunlight. The rains have gone and the days shall now be long; air carries the season’s warmth. I miss the cold, that chill down my spine; I shed the skin that I once called mine. A strange feeling of comfort creeps…

Minutes of midnight.

I should’ve closed the window. The calendar slaps itself against the wall making too much noise; I check my phone for the clock. When was the last time I looked for date? It’s not that there’s always something important but when was it? I walk to the calendar and try to guess what day it…

Clouds.

Oh! How they float, those aimless souls Those thick black clouds, steady and slow. Lost; too far yet so close.

Bob.

Bob was a regular fish who swam with his shoal. He enjoyed floating with lighter current and was also popular for going against the tide. It was a regular day for regular bob, shoaling and chewing on his food. The moon’s position wasn’t in their favour that night, the tides were high. When the directions…

This time.

Over the tear lean my lips pressing against your moist cheeks. I’ll take the salt in, ruffle your hair and pull back; it’ll leave you smiling. Maybe I’ll bump my forehead into yours, maybe I’ll play with your fingers, just maybe, I might hug you till you snore. Look at me, darling, look and me…