Monday, September 21, 2009

A lesson, well learnt

- dedicated to all ppl who are looking for contentment

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It was one of those nights, blessed with a drizzle
Trotted from my car,to buy a coffee to guzzle
Beating down my neck, were the stinging water drops
left me wonder all along, when the torture would stop

The night were blanketed with the darkness to encumber
filled with the shining stars, post their worthy slumber
The cafe was shuttered for reason unknown
making me feel livid with pain and groan

Seated on a bench,i wondered on life which was so dull
Blaming my luck,which bore few flashes but ever seemed null
Fatigued by work and smelling for an excuse to complain
Happiness seemed lost, and all my energy were drained

Along came by a figure, veiled by the rain
striding along the footpath,with vigor and no strain
Forcing his stick along,guided by the steering of the breeze
His absence of eyes, didnt hamper his journey of ease

Feeling a tree in front,contended he sat below
Thrilled with the new shelter,which adorned his face with glow
Pulled out his begging bowl and commenced his song
Blissful he did sound, his voice being soft but strong

As he sang tardily, my minder began to ponder
On the content he felt and the same which i squandered
Then did i realise, a blind person with nothing, is at serenity
But one having atleast something, lurks for more than just amenity

i walked back to my car,relieved and wiser than before
with gratitude for the lord, who endured all complaints i bore
Resolved to be placid with what i have, because in the journey of life
it isnt the affluent, but the euphoric who win all the strife


Sunday, May 10, 2009

The illusion of Luck

- dedicated to ppl who believe in luck



O lady luck, where are thou
moving amongst us, unbound by vow
Changing our lives with zest and ease
leaving us either happy or begging on our knees


O lady luck, guide us on your way
mould our life, with no signs of grey
Open our eyes to a world of suprise
which aint small and not disaster in guise

O lady luck,your arrival is ever unsure
presenting miracles,though aint a lasting cure
But why is it you dont appear, during our need
Is it your fancy, and not our prayers,to which you heed

O lady luck,you favour the rich and brave
But offer a groping hand,to souls who crave
Are you a enigma or rather a personified feign
offering immediate relief,but long term pain

O lady luck,your truth is revealed
you arent the magic wand or the wound that healed
You are my own effort,bygone days behind
but returning later, to rescue me from the grind

O lady luck,your effect is always anticipated
But your root is always neglected
Where will you be , if man's crusade doesnt die
lost in oblivion, until defeat makes man cry
Its then that you sow the seeds of expectancy
fooling man, and making him lose his art of sightsee

O lady luck, you are man's biggest trickster
but alas....your hope, is his sole critical bolster

Believe in Luck but never try to be-living in luck


Monday, April 20, 2009

The journey of love

- dedicated to my best friend and his ex- "love"



Love is a gift , i want to give
to make you feel , the reason to live
Love is a game , so full of cheer
but it aint beautiful , neither too clear

Love is a thought, which brings a smile
It is sudden , but aint hostile
Love is the air i need to breathe
but it beats my heart so fast with seethe

Love is a hope , which thrusts you far
to attain all your desires, though you aint a czar
Love is a crusade,you will never win
but in its defeat , lies morals within

Love is the music , that your mind savors
which brings alive your memories and tears
Love is the ecstasy , laced with harmony
though stinging my conscience , on the onward agony

Love is a mystery, hardly deciphered
By the time it ends , you heart lies butchered
Love is the pain, that transcends your soul
Over time it heals , leaving joy filled knolls

Love is the fire, that burns the diamond
Burning it all along, smoky as the coal
It doesnt matter if love fails or succeeds,
Thru it does emerge man , like the diamond
gleaming and better than before......


Wednesday, April 15, 2009

My sister....my friend

- dedicated to my beautiful sister, sudharshana



Hey suds, you are the best sister ever
From whom i can never dream to sever
You are my strength and the solitary hope,
and without thy,with life i could never cope.

When i was joyful, together we laughed
and when i was sad, alone you suffered
But always remember...you are my angel in this life,
And rise will i , to shield you from any strife.

You are my guardian and my indispensable friend
without whom, in the rugged terrain of life would i have ever trend ?
Catching me by my hand, how well did you guide
Never a tear or pain, did i have to hide.

The journey with you has been eternal and euphoric,
making me wonder if life is a ceaseless frolic
You are the sea of emotions, within which i drowned
but astounded and grateful am i, to the life i have found.