Storm

The storms so near and you left me here,
how the the fuck should I row this boat,
look at me now , as I circulate,
with the cyclone, taking me down its throat.

You really see this ? do you fucking like it?,
look how water bleeds into my boat,
it has spoilt all the papers that you gave me,
I'll put em in a bottle, so that they stay afloat.

I'll also write down how you made me feel,
and how you suddenly left me when I needed you with me,
I'll also write down your address on the note,
and then I know i'll have to go down with the boat.

Maybe it's not you , maybe you're not wrong,
regardless of that, I am now dying in the storm,
I wish I was , not but so alone,
that I too could get in the bottle and make it our home.

Impulsive

In the battering cold I could surely see
a slender figure standing ahead of me
i crept forward , swimming in the wind
i saw a woman weeping in agony

I saw her and when she did,
she jolted straight away
as if my sight gave her billion watts
and made this night to day

I began to speak , when she came close enough
so i could see her how she were
her astonishing beauty , her silk laden hairs
her aura then made me shudder

I said something, but it got lost in mid air
I noticed she stood tall.
Her eyes that wept were like a unseen forest
with a surreal waterfall

She kept one hand on her left,
and waved a little with the right.
I showed emotions of despair to her,
was clueless of her sight.

She got saddened , and maneuvered in haste,
but she remained in my vicinity
She wept more , and I wish I knew
the secret to this mystery

She made a sign of a fist with her left,
and placed it on her right.
It hit me with the force of shuttle,
and I lay like a stone in fright.

I knew this was no movie,
and no game is this vivid.
If only I had been a little more astute,
I would have found;this woman was a mute.

With a river of thoughts that encircled all around,
I searched in my promiximty , so that someone may be found.
I knew I couldn't deal with her alone,
No living creatures other then us were on the ground.

"I am so sorry". I maintained.
"I do not understand the signs".
I wish I could have done some more
Or had learnt how to read minds.

She disliked what she heard
and helplessly looked at me.
She made a pattern in air.
And I could but only stare


I marched close by , marched all about
To find a stem or a stick
for if she could draw her problem out
I could go to all lengths to solve it

I motioned her to draw on the ice,
the soft canvas that we stood on.
She didn't appear a bit but surprised,
and now the confusion from her face was gone.

I saw what she drew , a house and a bed,
how to relate them was a question in my head.
I looked at her , and she looked back expecting,
she was sure , now her thrist would be fed.

I knelt then my self , and inspected the whole design,
I choked on my breath , and fell back resigned.
I breathed heavily , and stared upon the sky,
With shock I guess , my end was now assigned.

The drawing on the ice , that I eagerly browsed,
was infact , a drawing of my own house.
Who is this women I brawled to me,
I got up again to face the fairy.

She stood there still, calm and versed,
Her eyes , as if had captured the universe,
Before I began , I knew what it was about,
I tried to stand straight , avoiding a blackout.

Few years ago my wife felt terminally ill,
She was infected with a disease , known enough to kill.
On her bed , which was also drawn on the ground,
Me and her did the final drill.

She had lost her speech , and she talked with eyes,
I told her I'd love her forever and goodbyes.
she desperately tried to say something in return.
but were interrupted as the angels took her from all sides.

"I know " , I said. "I know you do"
I knew she wanted to say what to who
"I know you wished to say , you love me too"
I had my eyes in tears , "I still love you"

She had been restless perhaps to make her say,
for what she had been interrupted that day,
When i told her i knew she loved me too,
I saw my fairy smile,
and saw her fly away.

Aloof

Felt the beat of my heart beside me,
saw a cut on my chest that divides me,
the rhythm of my heart surprises me,
the source of the sound defies me.

My vision cleared out and I could finally see,
a triad of ugly lights surrounded me,
my hand had a paper bracelet with my name,
it was a chaos of screens , wires and periodic beeps.

It struck me hard , and struck me clear,
suddenly I had all the reasons to fear,
the things which were billion miles away,
suddenly looked so very near.

I tried to maneuver and halted half way up,
every logical catastrophe , appeared logical enough,
I wanted to disbelieve , failed a million tries,
I saw my heart in distance , beating on crystal ice.

Wounded Wonder

you should have dug a nail in my skin
and tore it ; no I wont be suffering
there is maybe nothing this beautiful
so painful; yet so dazzling

just write your name , you are allowed many tries,
I'll polish the wound, with some water from the eyes ,
i need to caress the wound for long
the pain in that is truly your disguise

This will how I'll hang out with you around
when i need to talk to you , I'd just press the wound
that pain will be to me , your reality
a definite feel of matter , a definite sound

its a perfect secret way to live with you so far,
to me this is all real , i could feel you like you are,
its delightful how i've concealed you in my arm,
you are the most colorful constellation ,like a million colorful stars.

Deception

I could never see , and you could never feel
have you had a wound that could automatically heal?
this is what you know , and that was what i see
if you put your friend in a prism , you'll see an enemy

stop correcting what was wrong , and taking so long
the case is simple, and i know you're strong
emasculate the story , that bade us evil
chase the darkness , dusk to dawn

dont look at me , or search for sympathy
we could have avoided their treachery
have you ever had a cop on cold blood
still clueless of the mystery?

throw it all i dont care ,
till this point was all i could bare
remember you agreed to die for me and i bought it
now you'll have to fetch some acid , and throw it on the locket.

so write it all down , and eat away the paper
i do feel , we'll need to recall it later
when i do , please say you knew
and i'll drink the fucking ink, so i could write on you

The Fall

We match candles and the light is felt,
they illuminate us as they melt,
the sun hurts the moon and it never fights,
the moon's so happy sweetening our nights.

My hands so tired i can't hold you on,
if i leave you , you'd be gone,
i want to be the candle and the moon,
i see death for one of us soon.

My tendrils burst and my hands then sheiver,
my muscels reduce from flesh into paper,
I think i can't hear and sweat comes in flood,
I cough and suddenly, your face is filled with blood.

I dont want to lose you ,
I dont want to lose you,

If I let you go alone , i'd be alone for life,
my love can't take favours, then how can it be bribed,
a final wail i let out as you innocently look at me,
" I'd love you still after i die, set me free".

I pray to Lord to miracle us from here,
when again i felt my shoulders begin to tear,
my pain was void and it couldn't access my mind,
the touch of her hand was a sheild at that time.

My eyes begin to twitch and the eye closed their shutters,
the wind blew in pauses , i could feel it stutter,
I in my fainting stance heard a voice in my ears,
Lord said , "if you trust Me , face what you fear".

I let her go that instant and I saw her drift,
with the wind that blew violent , as she fell down the cliff,
she swayed with it, her clothes were a design in the air,
they swirled around her, so did her pretty hairs.

Up just feets when the dragon waters clapped their hands,
they said they'll chop her down but they never knew His plans,
her cloth stuck into a branch off the cliff,
her descend into death stopped denying waters of the gift.

And in nano time did the waters shut their waves,
the water laid still , as if a road there was made,
the branch broke off and she landed in the sea,
she swam round easily and made it up to me.

The Mirror

I know inside the mirror there stays,
A illusion that affects me in many ways,
Stand by it for a moment on two,
Unleash subdued power and placid grace.

The mirror I see is a msytical device,
When you see yourself with your own eyes,
The gift is great , and if not for it,
"Who indeed am I?" would be a painful secret in life.

But behind the mirror is a girl I can't see,
Yet through the glass, she always lives with me,
She turns the clockwork behind the mirror,
And designs how she like's me to be.

She knows what do I do , and what I can,
Alters the mirror, with her invisible hand,
When last day I saw the mirror I couldn't believe,
How her work made me a better man.

for my sister, my antidote