Those 5 minutes of serenity

As I lay on the grassy hill,
It seemed as if the time stood still.
Desolated by the lake.
World's pulchritude to make.

Canopied by white and grey clouds.
The proud mountains, the bright lauds
Of the sun and the shiny waters.
An inception of symphonies , caters.

Like an orchestra.
The trees and their aura.
I felt like the conductor.
Motivating the ripples of water.

Landscape which can't be captured.
A picture which can't be incarnated.
An unreachable vantage point.
An imagination which desires no flaunt.

The mind gets stunned to silence.
A mesmerizing , musical silence.
Played by cloud modulations.
An ephemeral peace and its real insulations.

An incorrigible soul, years.
For nutrition it earns.
In this expeditious world.
Those were the Five minutes, when I truly lived.
 

Journey - The Desires

When objects look like shadows,
And lights like eyes of the wild.
People become giants in advertisement boards.
Buildings like poles in the meadows

When you look down,
You see droplets forming on earth,
Children of earth play.
Like infants on her bosom.

Dreams become a constant visitor
In parallel universes, they appear.
Everyday is a new earth, and a new sky.
Real dreams become a permanent mind's crater.

The moment you look up in the sky
The past , like a movie, comes up.
Rains are accompanied by serenity.
With feelings you cant buy.

Dancing trees and animals rejoice.
Choreographed to perfection.
Synchronized to awe.
Nature in concert, a wonderful choice.

The haphazard juxtaposition of clouds.
With sun smiling down at me.
I would like to sleep on my earth's lap.
With imagination open wide and aloud.

Lights and Shadows

it is omnipresent.
spreading its scent.
it can't be bent
or take a dent.

power, so fierce.
offspring like peers,
like a woman's fury.
burning bloody Mary.

the reason of existence.
the path of penance.
the guide.
the death and birth ride.

like fire but giving.
like dark but healing.
like eyes but wider.
like hot but milder.

[Shadows]
creative.
Boisterous.
periodic.
Continuous.

Horrendous and adaptive.
no mirror but reflective.
state of an art.
sharper than a dart.

misjudged.
complex to comprehend.
frequently whimsical.
wickedly ethical.

Life - It's like the air we breathe.

To live, you need "air".
It's as simple as that.
No love, no money.
Only about health, you care.

Do we really love?
Or just fascinated by the idea?
Or is it about lust.
Or the insecure dove?

Poverty and loneliness
Is by choice.
Find your trampoline.
And rise above restlessness.

In the end,
Only words stay.
Your actions are always forgotten.
You gasp the air making the death sound.

You, The Man!

Waking up to the pain on your face.

Stand Up! You have the world to face.

Pull up your structure and move.

Today again you have yourself to prove.

 

Patience and Perseverance are your friends.

Don’t get involved in obsolete trends.

Don’t sit in a room and ponder.

Make your real friends to wonder.

 

Be a man, not shame.

Pride and Respect is your fame.

Apply Smile to wounds, gently.

It only matters what you do, currently.

 

Words, said, read will go away.

Actions will pave the way.

Don’t just show off.

Inspire yourself, get a belief.

 

Brainstorming is your profession.

Make work your avocation.

Make your ideas palpable.

And you are the man, most able.

To My Creator

I don't remember anything from Chicago.
But I do remember the school interview.
I ate 3 candies and didn't tell you anything.
More of a silent kid on the go.

Some dialogues I remember
That made you laugh
"Koi kanooni karwahi ho jaegi?"
Family's youngest member.

I took a bath and then u said,
"This sweet is not for the youngest kid"
I stood so sad and depressed.
Your pranks are now all read.

"Ek baar mara tha jab Palshant aya tha"
The cutest things I uttered.
Your sweet love and innocent me.
But yes "apne mujhe kabhi nahi mara tha".

Thank you for saving me from my teacher.
"Ankhein thodi thodi band rehti hai"
Oh you saved me from hell that day.
And now I am a little mature creature.

The way you stood by me
Through all that horrible pain.
You always made me laugh.
I survived , all you benevolent deed.

Yes sometimes I surprised you.
I turned a little loquacious.
I had different personalities at different places.
But I was one and the only one for you.

You are so funny, cool
Understanding, loving
Caring and hilarious
When you make me look like a fool.

Even if there were more alphabets
And more words in all the dictionaries
It won't ever be enough
To express my feelings or the unpayable debts.

Sometimes I may not understand you,
I am sorry for all the rude behaviour.
I am honoured to be your son,
You are my rock, I just miss you and only you.

Crazy Virtuality : Reality

Entering the virtual world.
I see my hometown.
Hr hot DP and my face.
I optimistically dream of being curled.

The act of desperation.
The consequence of single hood.
Th voices of the other brain.
Then the real interaction.

My shady looks, her warm self.
Road trip to our hometown.
Hours of wait, finally paying off.
A "bouncy" happy journey for myself.

Some chaat plans.
Some scooter rides.
Some ice creams.
Some 2 membered clans.

But something was too good to be true.
Something was just not right.
Something was itching.
I didn't know, but I was shrewd.

Somehow I had become the centre.
Somehow the vertices were connected.
Somehow the love triangle consumed me.
Somehow I was to be the exterminator.

I was supposed to put an end to the game.
I was supposed to be the jury.
I was supposed to do the right thing.
I was supposed to hide her shame.

The phone calls went crazier,
The demands were unjustified.
The crying was uncomfortable.
The attention went lazier.

It was asking for an end.
The delete button got bigger.
The block link even bigger.
With hope, all left for time, to mend.