Wednesday 29 October 2014

Wanderlust



She dreams of blue skies with wisps of grey
of dimming sunsets and cobbled streets
Conjures a view of a nondescript bay
Brimming with pretty lights and Happy feet 

Surrounded by the ocean, Shaded by the moon
where she may pass by fireflies in platitudes
Live the artful life in a perpetual slow motion
measured by only longitude and latitudes

Link by link she will build a chain of trust
asking,"will you step outside your walls with me?
And hand in hand, yield to wanderlust
to create our own serendipity?

"
College Trip, Rohtang Pass, 2010


Sunday 26 October 2014

I Am Calling You Back


Tonight I need you around me.
Lend me a pinch of your insensitivity.
You see, with you gone, I am wary of this new found lingering balance.
I insist you tip it over. Push it down with your nonchalance.
This happiness. is SO unsettling, So is everyone's loving embrace
I need you to disregard my feelings right about NOW.
Come.  Put me in my place.

I need a reality check, For I am hanging by the thread
Of passionately believing again like every time you said
"When you are into something, you don't walk, you dive"
I am asking you to go ahead, Tell me I am being naive.

Yes You, I am calling YOU back.
I need you to stop my stride as I swim another mile.
This life is getting too good to be true. I'm considering living in denial.
My days - Increasingly getting the better of being jaded. Familiar.
Until I find myself being overtly serenaded. Peculiar.


Return to remind me how people get stressful.
Top it off with a dose of cynicism- Your instrument of the "successful"
Surely this positivity around me has gotta be a ruse
This increasingly seems like a dream, for I am nobody's muse
Tonight I need you to reinstate the mirage of a "soulmate"
And that when autumn arrives , I will fall - like an autumn leaf’s fate

So come along again.
Hurry. Break my flight
Its addictive.
Disconcerting.
Such Brightness.
This height.

Frown again.
Bring me down again
My ears are ringing with applause
Swish your sword . Stop this sound again.

Come
Ravage
destruct
Be the Savage

The fall is now my utopia
and will be my once upon a time
the Scars might be the cure
My pulse rises with every crime.

Take away this perfection.
You know you do it the best
You know I know you want to
Come Raise me the Tempest.






Picture Credits : OnceUpon

Tuesday 21 October 2014

Someday

Living in Noida : Blurry  yet atleast in colour now
We all have that one thing that would deliver us from every other thing. That one person whose mere presence would help us combat every thing life throws at us.. That one dream that would beat every other dream and reality too if it came into life someday.
Someday.
Over the years, I have deliberately/offhandedly, attributed many things to "Someday". Some out loud an,others in whispers to myself. Few of which have seen the light of the day, while others remain gently tucked away in the recesses of my heart, waiting, biding time... and patience.

One of my "Someday" came to life today :)
I wont go into the details.Not just yet.
Not even in contemplative conversations with myself.
Shh.


Reminder to Self : Inhale. Exhale. Repeat.


Sunday 31 August 2014

Can't Stay the Night




Watching
Waking
Wading
Waist deep in awkward replies
Sunsets
Airplanes
Cold wind hangs on all the goodbyes
Aching
Breaking
Fading like a burnout star
Always
I've been
Somewhere way too far
And I can't stay another night
And I need not be wrong to be right


Crying
Sighing
Staring with nose pressed to the glass
Waiting
Debating
Unanswered questions, thought but never asked
Wearing
Tearing
Like the book.. lost to a rainstorm
Braving
Craving
to go back to the place I belong

And I cant Stay the night
I waited for you to hop in all this while
So know that I have to leave
I am a bird that crashed to the tree
And I know I'm sad and crazy
Maybe an aftershock of finally being free

Rewind
Replay
Feeding off memories of days gone by
Shutdown
Start-up
Warning bells for re-starting my life
Voices
Choices
Noises rumbling in my head
Atoning
Postponing
And holding my breath

And I cant Stay the night
So I am off on solitary ride
Somewhere miles and miles away
Seeking brighter blue skies and clouds less grey
Although this may sound like a cliche
Its ironical that I came here for you, only to find you walk away.







Sunday 17 August 2014

कच्ची


Roothi hui hai tu
Ek pal mein maanegi
Dil se hamesha hai... Tu bacchi
Are zindagi tu bhi
Mere hi jaisi hai
Dikhti hai sayaani.. Par hai kacchi

Is bade sheher ki bheed mein
Mujhe log begaane se lagte hai
Teri choti khoti baaton se door
Yaha log zyada hi sayaane se lagte hain

Mere intezaar mein na baith tu yoon
Ungli meri chal thaam le
Har baar mere sang chali hai tu
Aaj apni Didi ko pakar, duur le chal mujhe

Yahake bade bade kothiyon se zyada
Teri choti-si gali acchi lagti hain
Yaha begaani si khushi, jaha pal bhar ka vaada
Mujhe Teri ek hasi hi sabse sacchi lagti hai

Ghar se door, doston se door
Tujme na jaane kaha se himmat aata hai
Meri koshish toh jaari hai
Par kabhi kabhi dil bhar sa jaata hai

Dil ki choti atpati khwaishein
Aj kal Dil mein hi simte se rehte hai
Soch samajh ke chalna padta hai, chutki
Kya pata, shayad isiko bada hona kehte hain?

Roothi hui hoon main
Par pal bhar mein maanungi
Dil chahta haii rahoon main bacchhi
Aye zindagi tu bhi
Mere hi jaisi hai
Dikhti sayaani hai.. Par hai kacchhii

  
Sach kahoon toh yeh dil thoda thoda darta hai
Par apne liye na sahi.. Tere liye kuch karne ko jee karta hai