October 27, 2008 § 18 Comments
Courage it is and courage it shall be,
and to conquer all that is to be.
The world is waiting to be roamed
and life at every step is formed
and the roots grow,
and boulders are broken through
or passed over and their existence’s
value is left to be pondered.
A maverick’s heart,it takes,
to fight the world and the fakes.
Creation is the will,
and hypocrisy its contradiction.
And that shall come to an end,
when we have the courage,
to accept that we are free
to do as we please,as long as
we follow the light
and question every step
and understand what is right.
A thousand dreams,the birds
have wings and beak,
we have the mind and hands,
to bake mud into bricks
and understand the illusion and tricks.
And courage,it takes,
to go against those think otherwise,
for sometimes the strength of vice
is such that,in you it lies.
And so we have the candle,
the light exists everywhere
all we need to do is,
light it upon the flame
and after that it won’t be the same
and there is no shame
and glow everything will in your name.
and courage it will be,
to know what is really free.
the light shines the brightest
about a flower
October 8, 2008 § 14 Comments
sat a single flower
-it lived only for a few hours.
Yet in those few hours,
it did live life,
until it was moved by force,
from that which gave it life.
And in its time of life,
atrocities were none,
ubiquitous were its brothers,
who among the myriad leaf,
sang ,till day,
all through the night,
as if they would never die.
And when they all were taken away,
from their lap of its life,
they did bare a scent,
one fresh and magnificent.
And till the scent spread,
they were honoured.
And then as that too left,
nothing of them was felt,
and to the soil they went,
to be buried-
they became carcass,
to fuel the tree,
on which they were born free.
Yet even if for a few hours,
nothing matters but self,
for individualism is not a mistake,
but for living’s sake.
And while the scent may go,
and their beauty may burn,
they held life,for flaunting,
and for that sake died,
but it was not a martyr death,
but one where,its value was felt.
Though by now,it is all long past,
it shows that life’s value is till it lasts,
and so in that,we need to live,
and try to see what is beyond the tree,
and the sense of detached belonging,
gives life a sense of being free,
for freedom is knowing,
what we are and not doing nothing.
Presence is to be felt,
and belief in self,
if the best wealth,
for all storms can do is break a petal
and all drought can do is kill.
Our scents may last forever,
or till dawn,
but life is such that our fawn
will help,even when we are gone-
for what we do is to build a tree,
one which we call humanity,
for that sake,let us do our duty,
that is to create and metamorphose,
and leave behind a stronger base.
beauty! oh! beauty!
August 5, 2008 § 12 Comments
beauty,oh! beauty you ask me!
I say it is something that is too sane to be defined,
i say it is something too insane to be defined.
Oh! beauty is the wordless smile,
beauty is the painful eyes,
beauty is here,
beauty is there,
yet there is one beauty and that is
the beauty of the eye.
what you see,is what strikes,
what i see makes me like.
What is beauty?
but an innate thing,
what is beauty but a surrender,
where even the ether seems too light,
and the pain of years gone by,
give up and let go and you feel
the old-new sensations.
neither past nor future has value,
everything that is present,
is all that matters
and love oh! love and hate
breath fire and waves of water beat,
but beauty is all and death too
for inspiration is all beauty is a part.
Who can write about beauty,
except express it as something beautiful?
What words can decorate a flower?
what hands can destroy water?
who can blow the sun apart,
who can make the moon dark?
Who can make man ugly?
who can love as love is?
none can for everything is beauty,
there is peace,
in beauty a storm,
he or she,
doesn’t matter,only free,free,freedom
does and what would you care for ?
To dance to the songs of the wind and rain,
to just let go and insane.
To think of nothing but peace,
to enjoy nothing but the universe,
everything is something
and beauty is in all,
oh! beauty,beauty,wish i can be lost,
forever,so that i never
need to face the dusted earth
so that i needn’t fight or lose face,
but then all those are you too,
and oH! beauty,
i am breathless,how can you?
How can you?
haunt me like night long nails?
how can you tickle me with feathers?
how can you say good is bad
and bad is good?
how can you lead me ,
with a trust into a never ending race?
Why so ,why so,is it wrong to like
you beauty?Or are you a little devil
in whom i find pleasure like whole of humanity,
what oh! love what it is,
take me to a girl and i want to see
you in her,
i want to be set free,at least let me
escape from your hands,
yet let not,for i crave for your
lust,oh! beauty,i want your love,
i want to reach heavens,
in a matter of seconds,
i want to reign with glory,
on this lifeless body,
i want to imitate your story,
and ape your beauty,
for i too am beauty
but my glory has lead me blind
and i can’t see.
Open my locks,oh! you sweet,
open my heart and it be free,
i don’t like this life among humanity,
all i want is you beauty,
oh! love take me,free me,
all I wish is that i will be
as you are,beautiful and profound,
i want to reach for the stars
as if it were my life,
i want to hate man more,
so that i can dance to the score.
OH! beauty be yourself,
take me along
let us enchant,
i want to be with you,
take me,take me,
set me free,
i want peace,
and let my assassin be you,
beauty! i love you beauty!
April 10, 2008 § 15 Comments
i want to let go and go some where far off.everything around me is boring.
I want an adventure,i want to take on more barriers.I am not being sentimental,but i want to know i am living.I want to know reality.I want to feel the rivers(even though they maybe polluted),i want to listen to the forests,i want to talk to mountains.I want to be free.I want to write a book.I want to be known,yet not known.I want to be a legend.I want to be a humble being.I want to be a leader.I want to be part of a movement.I want to enjoy life.I want to be free.I want to breath.I want to admire nature.I want to admire humans.I want to be a pilot.I want to be a bird.I want to go on a ship.I want to swim till the end of the world.I want to see deserts.I want to see the poles.I want to see the Everest.I want change the world.I want to play my part in the universe.I want to know where everything ends,i want to bungee jump,i want to go drafting,i want to go sky diving,i want to surf,i want to play all the sports on earth.i want to over come cynophobia,i want to satisy myself….
add as much as you can to the list….let us see what all we all want…It is for a purpose…