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Of colors and weirdest thoughts,

Ditching the messiness of the murkiness,

The weary grey winter mornings, 

Years of drunk wanderings.

His quieter eyes,

A shadow haunting in disguise,

Standing with his smoke,

Emerging half forgotten dreams.

When the voices sleep,

The ego of faceless man weeps,

Crumbling inside,

His soul writes.

  

Take me ashore

His thoughts are like pack of cards, Life shuffles the deck and distributes, Few becomes his and rest of others, He play his hoping you will reflect them.That's what Vittaldas prabhu 's  How I Wonder convey, Blogger friend since 2009.This is a brand new guest post once again from one of my favorite blogger who is caught up in life cobwebs to visit the blogger lanes. Yay!Who knew facebook would be this kind.After constant laziness i gathered the strength to flaunt this lovely piece which vittal has allowed to share.This poem is dedicated to his soul mate, Kathy, on completion of 6 years. *P.S. My future husband please take a note to write one for me like this* 

Here it is.. xD 

I have set sail to land unseen

Starry eyed; but haven't been

Able to find the land of green

All I see? The ocean obscene

An intervention is what I seek

This journey makes me weak

I fear the Ship will creak and leak

Shoring I need, in this losing streak

In the distance is the horizon blue

Now paints an unusual hue
Is it something? Cryptic clue?

Jigsaw pieces I need to sew?

This fantasy appears crystal clear

Can't say from real and surreal

"Is it land?" Excited, I squeal

Misguiding, this nature's mural

What if it is not there? I fear

Fearsome storm to hit, I hear

The hull will hold, I hear them cheer

"Before the woman's wrath?" I silently jeer 

She has come. Hits us with waves tall

It is certain that I'm meant to fall

Panic strikes; Pushed against the wall

To stand again. I pray and haul

With the masses, I join to hope

"Me" and "I" no more the scope

Time to enrich and not to mope

The joy of being; to this truth, I awoke

Dawn breaks, storm settled, we still sail

Shore approaches, great stories entail

I see birds in the sky, "Oh, swell"

But, how long's their flight? Time will tell

What really awaits? What's to explore?

I don't know; "Do me good" I implore

Thirst's unquenced and heart is sore

But first, I ask "Take me ashore"

And I simply move on with the journey still

Thinking. Imagining. There won't be time to kill

Anxious. What's in the farms that I will till?

It is said. "There is way where there's will"

Thirst's unquenched and heart is sore

Storm will hit again and darkness will soar

But, before that, take me ashore

Take me ashore. Take me ashore

Best wishes to you both, May the love you share lasts till the eternity, As you make a wonderful pair. *fireworks* xD

Thanks a ton Vittal for beautiful guest post. :)

From a wanderer's shell..

I left the crowd. Now I'm where I belong or may be I'm not..I still am not happy though and somewhere i feel I'm stuck in shackles of time but I'm not sad either.Why this feeling?I think i have lost my mind.Shit.No.I can't even write a thing that makes sense and here I am whining.I'm more than this.I can laugh endlessly, I can go out alone just to taste new variety of food but not right now.Because sometimes its just good to sit and pour out random shit like I'm doing just now.

Here i go..

Caressing a crying heart of my own,

Far away from the scary clown,

Deep inside dwells the murder conspiracy,

The dull lines of poetry - mocking sanity.

A shadow longs for its existence,

Perhaps its the time to build the distance,

The winters are on their way,

Whispers unveil as i try to run away.

Ain't afraid of sorrow,

Even when the sky throws the whines of rainbow,

It's the mind which knows no boundary,

When everything ends in a stroke of misery.

 

Echoes of life

A carnival of grins,

Hazed with smoke of sorrows and cries,
It seems like yesterday i insisted to get me a  fresh black rose,
Who knew the chapter would close.
O' silly heart, Didn't you know?
Sometimes the feelings are not supposed to grow,
Brain is still grain sized,
Who's going to pay for this demise?
Bright colors merge in black & white,
Nobody to care anymore in sight,
Bleeding of acidic dreams,
Hidden love story time has weaved. 
A shadow long for its existence,
Words play in the puzzled picture of silence,
Someday I would forgive you,
Till then I would manicure the pebbles in morning blues.
The moments though still live within,
Sleep, Memories of him it brings,
Hope, Living dead inside,

Now countless stories is what you will hide.
 

Let go

Let go the scar that once bled,

Let go the pain which once attached,

Let go the things you hold so tight,

Let go of everything which makes you to put up a fight.

Let go the song which curse your sight,

Let go the painting which sings awfully in night,

Let go the feeling which hurt the most,

Let go the time which you can't afford to host.

Let go..Just let it go..when HOPE surrenders and FAITH gives up. sigh..

Note : something is wrong with uploading pictures. :x

Follow your heart but hello,Take your brain!

There is a day,
When we cannot find our way,
Cocooned in isolation,
We forget the celebration.
What we reap is what we sow,
Somewhat like the place where caterpillars grow,
In rough emotions,Trapped we feel,
For its the heart which brings the seal.
Shouldn't brain get any chance here?
After all heart rules in every sphere,
I choose being practical then,
Its better to be okay than feeling like rotten egg.

Trying to run with the bleeding feet,
Not knowing how life is going to be,
Its hard to keep up the faith,
May be cause already experienced what the worst looks like.
Standing in the mid way now,
With vision so blurred,
Even though its been six months,
Not even a single day went without missing you.
The whole scenario still dance around in front of eyes,
The flash of terrible day never steps back in haunting again n again.
With a lump in throat,
If at times get caught while thinking of you,
With wet eyes and faded smile,
I stupidly try to hide it all.
I know its too late to let you know,
You are the best father one could ever have,
I know its too late to apologize,
For being the worst daughter.

.

Everything ends in a stroke of time,
Nothing remains the same nothing rhymes,
The bitter symphony,
That's what life is.
Behind the spotlights,
Its all beautiful,
When collapse into reality,
Dear check out its worst mood.
Living is dangerous,
Survival is painful,
Die with me tonight,
Bid the demons a sweet goodbye.
Hazed with smoke of sorrow and cries,
The ridiculous chapters ruin it all,
Heartless would survive the struggle,
And the weaker would die with me tonight.

Silence and pain hiding the words,
Mixed with the bitterness among the millions unspoken tales,
Some secrets unveiled,
Some tears so beautifully unplanned,
Appearing so strong outside,
Its the fragile soul screaming inside,
Colors merged into black and white,
Time Soaking down the sadness seeming so infinite,
Somewhere i would rather stay alone,
Leaving here my so-called clone,
Slowly i sing the song you taught,

"When everything starts crashing,
Search for an unseen way,
To make those colors last,
To keep the sparkles alive within yourself,
And when every bit of hope starts a fight,
Rise up again,
Dominating the pain,
To wash the silly memories,
To make it all right again."

Though with you i chatter meaningless gabbles i scatter,
Jovially,jauntily,jerkily i smile,
Roam around outcasting my own style,
Living at the most and laughing around merrily,
Pulling your leg till you start giggling heartily,
Yet escaping far away from this for a while,
Its the solitude with which my soul compile,
In the night when sky is full of star crew,
I hope one falls and my wish come true,
Phase which is vandalized,
Pass away like it was never fantasized,
Wishing i could trade my life to bring him back,
Gazing the stars and searching for his sign,
Looking around and feeling his presence,
Listening to walls which teasingly yells his memories,
Silently pleading "please come back dad",
Wetting the pillow and sobbing so hard,
Pondering on my own thoughts,
Tying the heart with soul in knotts,
I love when my heart consoles my tears,
Somehow it settle down all my fears,
I play the strings of my own silent symphony,
And prepare myself to work on building my own destiny

Welcome to my life

Welcome to my life,
Its nothing more than a strife,
But i am surviving,
Just like the gentle bird in morning.
I am the diamond glints on the snow,
I am the wind that blow,
Even if you stand near my grave and weep someday,
Please don't.Because i will nearby you each day.
Numb heart at times fades the crispness,
Embracing the spineless thoughts of nothingness,
Mind sometimes ponder over weird lines,
Casting a bad spell over the life that shines.
Yet i believe life is worth living,
We begin walking only after falling,
Everyday can be different,
If you are willing to accept that nothing is permanent.

I dial my favorite number in the world so wide,
When you answer i feel like some part of me has already died,
Did we make memories only so we could  remember ourselves by,
Did i know that i'd raise my hand someday to say goodbye?
Miserable months up in front,so lonely i stand here,
But you seem too tired to even care,
With tears and tricks you manage to explain,
But did you ever realize it gives pain.
May be i just want to live for today,
Yet somewhere i miss you everyday,
For the girl-talks,movies,question papers,laughs and tears,
For being the best friends and sharing the greatest treasures.

Wishful Thinking

Dark are the ways of life,
Till the end we just strife,
Engulfed by the venomous surprises,
We barely look at the sorrows and cries.
Comfort we all are searching,
Our hearts are filled with wishful thinking,
Endless hope or hopeless end,
To every memory we forever get attached.
Past mocks down the smile of today,
Today offers worries for upcoming day,
Our mind collide with thousand thoughts every single day,
But the answers seem to be million steps away.
Secretly we feed upon the fantasies,
Detaching ourselves from the never ending puzzles,
Escaping from the realms of reality,
We struggle for self discovery.
No matter how deep we dive in,
Some traits are forever hiding,
Like the scent of pressed flower within the diary pages,
We keep adapting the changes.

Realization

Lost in the darkness,

She called her someone own,

The one above with highest powers,

The one who shuffle the cards of fate.

Her wet eyes looked at him with mixed emotions,

Anger,frustration,agony,plea for mercy,

She asked -Ignorance,hatred,loneliness,

Is this what all am i destined for?

With calmness in his eyes,

In his beautiful voice he replied,

"You are one of a kind,

Everything will fall into line,

With the passage of time.

Time does heal all the wounds,

But even time will leave the scars,

And yeah scars are beautiful too,

They remind us how we heal as we endure."

Despite of all my flaws,

You took me the way i was,

Comforted me million times,

When i wanted to cry till i feel no more.

You made my journey so easy,

I hardly remember what made me feel dizzy,

My eyes sparkled in wonderment each time,

How perfect your timings were.

You fought with the unseen attacks,

Protecting from the shadows trailing behind,

You always kept me safe,

When fears started to override.

 

 

I opened my eyes and realized that world is not same as before,
Each whisper of breeze fail to rekindle the moments i thought i would treasure,
Never expected that the time will come,
When you will too step back just like the rest ones.
Even though the friendship will remain vested in us,
But the affection would not be same as far as i see,
I understand change is always in trend,
And you too have changed my friend..

Love.never.dies

It seems like yesterday

When my patience got answered in the best way

I am thankful to the one with highest powers

For making us life partners.

We've been through hard times

Beautiful moments we cherished forgetting all the bad times

Whatever the season was

You have always been my sunshine man.

I still remember when terrible incident took you away

I couldn't believe and yes i still don't

You are far away yet so near

Your presence i feel in air.

I sit in my chair

 Pretending to read my book

But let me tell you a secret

Its your memory i am always hooked.

Lonesome tear do slip on my cheek many times

I miss you every time

Then i feel your voice in my ears

And a faded smile rest upon my lips.

Despite of melancholy i strongly believe

Somewhere in heaven we will certainly meet again

Because we are meant to be together 

Forever and ever and ever..

NOTE - Its just a fiction,i wrote months back because i liked the picture very much!!  :)

HAPPY HOLI FOLKS :)

That's me

I can't blame my destiny

If this is my reality

Yes there are mistakes i have made

There are things which can't be changed.

A silent smile rest upon my lips

I gently accept all my flaws

As a faint glimmer of understanding

Always stays in my sight.

When i lose my wisdom

I really don't expect anyone

There is always gonna be another mountain

And none would always come to see me.

I won't ever be anything

Anything except me 

Why do i care for those who don't know me

When they will never understand me.

I don't recognize what i have come to be

But deep deep inside somehow i could reach to inner me

I am still the same somewhere

A dreamer,a believer and a spectator.

Random scribbling

I'll be out of here,

But will it be out of me ever?

This frustration is killing me,

My soul is finally on fire.

I want to save me from myself now,

How can i stop these sour thoughts of mine?

.My absence doesn't count,

My presence isn't noticeable.

Will any one ever care to think,

About the girl who used to wander here.

Melancholy personified

Even though i exist i am no one,

The numbness has taken away my soul,

I don't feel the pain,

I don't feel the happiness,

For heaven sake,

Bring my sanity back.

Yeah i am going insane,

I don't know whats this hollow feeling inside,

I don't remember when was the last time i smiled a real smile,

I don't know what's wrong or what's right,

Neither i find any reason to die,

Nor i see any reason to live.