I'm a box now
a card board box
not a happy one
like we had in our living room
that everyone wanted to get in
more like a sad one
its hollow for sure
depth I cant see
get into it
you wont hit the ground
falling into the abyss
you cant come out either
you keep on falling
like I'm falling into myself
future I don't see
present is non-existent
I keep falling
deeper every passing day
drifting away from the reals
into what I call 'unreal'
but we all believe in unreals
don't we?
Friday, December 11, 2009
Thursday, October 22, 2009
(mis)understanding
I liked you
When we first met
I liked you even more
When we talked
You were nice
I thought you were ‘my type’
Shy at times
With the philosophical heights
We were friends quick
I thought it will stay the same
Alas, you changed
For your own good
There I missed it
And then was the gap
I couldn’t fill
Path has blurred
Things uncertain
I still don’t know
Where it is going to head
When we first met
I liked you even more
When we talked
You were nice
I thought you were ‘my type’
Shy at times
With the philosophical heights
We were friends quick
I thought it will stay the same
Alas, you changed
For your own good
There I missed it
And then was the gap
I couldn’t fill
Path has blurred
Things uncertain
I still don’t know
Where it is going to head
Thursday, July 02, 2009
Them State Buses
Jumping high on every turning
It feels like an exotic horse riding.
The bumps along the road
Couldn’t have been experienced better
Than by your ride on state buses.
Conductor of the bus seems like a nice fella
With a name tag on a brown unifarm.
Oblivious to whoever stands around
He sits in the front seat.
Don’t expect him to return your smile
Even though he looks like someone with good heart.
He comes to you striking on the metal handle
Gives you your punched ticket
After you pay him for it.
People around you are nice and naive
They will treat you with continuous gaze.
Return them their smile
They will be more than pleased.
Even if you don’t
They will still be amazed.
One of the best experiences of my stay in India
Has been traveling in the state bus
That flies on the road
More like a jet plane.
Tuesday, April 07, 2009
Fading
Me
Dreams
Desires
Passions
Selfish
You
Expectations
Responsibilities
Us
Feelings
Love
Hatred
Mine
Yours
Ours?
Not.
Broken
Shattered
Existence
Superficial
Breathing
Compulsion
Smiles
Illusion
Sadness
Pervasive
Everything
Lost
Gone
Forever
Ashes
Earth
The end.
Dreams
Desires
Passions
Selfish
You
Expectations
Responsibilities
Us
Feelings
Love
Hatred
Mine
Yours
Ours?
Not.
Broken
Shattered
Existence
Superficial
Breathing
Compulsion
Smiles
Illusion
Sadness
Pervasive
Everything
Lost
Gone
Forever
Ashes
Earth
The end.
Saturday, February 21, 2009
One word
Two words
Let’s make a song
You sing it
I’ll dance
You play it
I’ll laugh
Let’s meet
Let’s party
We shall drink
To the pains
Of separation
To the joy
Of being together
Let’s laugh
One more time
Before we part our ways
Let’s celebrate
This moment
As if we’ll never meet again
Two words
Let’s make a song
You sing it
I’ll dance
You play it
I’ll laugh
Let’s meet
Let’s party
We shall drink
To the pains
Of separation
To the joy
Of being together
Let’s laugh
One more time
Before we part our ways
Let’s celebrate
This moment
As if we’ll never meet again
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Waiting
I was waiting for you
Wishing that you’ll come back to me
Just for a while
That I could say quick hello
And send you back
Where your heart lies
You never came
And I kept on waiting
To say hello
Hello I love you??
You didn’t show up
I tried saying it to someone else instead
I didn’t feel it
Words never came
I couldn’t give them meaning
So I kept on waiting
Wishing that you’ll come back to me
Just for a while
That I could say quick hello
And send you back
Where your heart lies
You never came
And I kept on waiting
To say hello
Hello I love you??
You didn’t show up
I tried saying it to someone else instead
I didn’t feel it
Words never came
I couldn’t give them meaning
So I kept on waiting
Thursday, September 11, 2008
In love with a stranger
Random people passing by
Passing secret glances
Me trying to return the same
Different faces
Different places
And the momentary gasp
Wishing it might last a little more
Till the next station
Or that the train keeps on moving
The station lost
Never stopping
Wishing he doesn’t disappear in the crowd
Continues sitting next to me
I could lean to him all the time
Cracking jokes that’ll make him laugh
I would keep on examining his features
That attracted me to him
Thinking if I like them all the same
That he notices me as well
That we were lovers
Like the couple sitting right in front
Embracing each other
So deep in love
Only if the next station hadn’t arrived
We could have been the real lovers
Travelling the endless journey together
In the train of our lives.
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