I see the summit,
A challenge, it seems,
Lying at the top,
A million shattered dreams.

I bid my loved ones farewell,
I promise at the end it will all be well..
But deep down I know...
Stands infront of me Satan,
At the doors of hell.

The climb is hard..
My body is sore,
The mind says no more...
Martial blood answers the call.
Death to Satan ,Victory be to God.

I pass the shattered dreams,
Names long forgotten, enroute I meet.
All that remains are bones and some skulls,
But the emotions say it all, wanting to yell....

Finally I reach the helm,
The air is fresh,
I have conquered the realm.

I look up and the joy disappears...
I take a deep breath,
another trail  appears,
I start walking, tightening my gear....

Another summit stands tall,
Luring the travellers , for the fall.
We chase them like moths to flame.
At the end , what do we gain?
For our loved ones we leave behind,
For our dreams, their sacrifices
We do not mind...

Wake up O great warrior,
This is Satans Game,
Do not be blind...
Do not be blind...

To be a friend ..
Some stories , I must believe,
Some nights , I must not sleep,
Some calls ,I must weep,
Some days , I must argue.
Some places, I must fight.
Some times , I must let go,
But at the dawn of life,
When I have few breathes left in me,
I must remember them..
And with a smile.....Sleep.

The music is serene,
The night is young.
Pretty smiles all around,
I am meant to be spell bound.

Some move with grace,
Others doing cardio just to match the pace.
My eyes bewitched by some,
Still with me ,stands noone.

The music begins to fade,
Some have a new friend.
Only for intimacy at the end ,
Still bewitched, stands my gaze.

As I drink my last cup,
She passes me by.
Her eyes wanting me to try,
Words stop at the end of my tongue,
I lower my gaze,
Finish my cup,
the night is still young.

As I walk out,
The spell begins to fade.
I look out at the streets,
Life shows its different shades.

The streets filled with poverty and disgrace,
Some sell their bodies,
With a smile at the helm,
hiding the pain.

I walk past them in to the woods,
The moonlight shines,
As bright as it could.

My home awaits it's master,
As I enter the door,
Silence follows thereafter.

I climb on  the bed slowly,
A kiss on the forehead.
It brings me peace,
She is sound asleep.

As I enter the realm of dreams,
The music rises slowly,
I offer her a drink, a dance and a bed.
For it is a Saturday,
And the night forever young.

For the world is a twisted place,
Demons lurk within.
Crimes hidden behind gentle smiles.
One wrong step,
And a grave dug beside.
To trust or not?
A question mark remains.
Here I rest my case....

~The poet writes,
   The warrior fights,
   The boy thrives,
   But the lover dies.....

I spend these sleepless nights,
To love or be loved.
Am I to try?
But I did try
I failed...

I gave it my all,
But destiny seems to make me fall...
Not for love,
But reasons I yet not know.

I felt her warmth,
I saw her sleep,
I shouldered her to weep,
But how did malice creep?

Was she real or a dream?
Did she love me or..
Did it something else mean?
Did she love me for what I am,
Or did she never understand?

The poet, the warrior, the boy or the lover,
Which one did she know?
Did she miss all the others?
So much blinded by the snow....

Did she cheat?
Did she never desire to meet...?

Did she take me so seriously?
Did her heart not tell her what I meant.
Or what I wrote,
Was too hard to erode..

Why did she not care for me?
As if I was some stranger to be..

Why did they all turn their backs on me?
The mother, the sister and she...
Was I not loyal enough?
To be believed.

For her, I brought my loved ones pain,
At the end, I stand with no gain.

The lover,
Too gullible,
Too easily fooled...

I say no today,
No to them,
No to the world...

I embrace the isolation,
I give in to the pain,
Only for you, I gain,
Again and again...

To err is human, to forgive is divine,
Pain and chaos shall always be mine..
For the world is twisted,
Yet our destinies intertwine...

~The poet writes,
   The warrior fights,
   The boy thrives,
   But the lover dies.....

An year ago began a story,
Like any other,
Two lovers live a tale,
A journey, a song ready to be played.

The Boy~

Chasing his dreams, the handsome boy knew no bounds,
Falling in love was the last thing his mind could topple around.
But destiny had a surprise in store,
His life was going to change,
His heart even more.

A dream came by,
Smile worth a million dimes.
His heart skipped a beat,
In that moment,
Destiny wrote their names,
with a heart in between.

He never thought someone could understand him so well,
To believe what he said,
To feel what he could not tell.

He knew he had found the one,
Whom he could trust,
Who cared for his innocence,
Whom he loved more than anyone.

Time passed, things changed.
Fights , ego , laughter,sorrow, paid a visit.
But the bond still remained,
Forged by destiny,
His love will always remain the same

The girl~

She had the world at her feet,
Excelled at everything,
But still,
A void remained down deep.

Meeting him, something struck her heart,
Her father's presence came to life.
She knew he was the one,
Whom she could trust,
Things she told none.

She found him a little dumb,
Naive to what the world had become.
She knew she had to protect him,
Against all harms life brought within.

To feel his touch was what she wanted,
But destiny put her to test,
Her wish was not granted.
Living at the mercy of fate,
She knew she could not stop,
He told her often"THIS TOO SHALL PASS".

Time passed, things changed,
Tears, silence, ego crept in.
But even then they came out as one.
Her love was something uncommon.
Even a thousand miles seemed less, often.

The Poet~

I can't tell you what is true,
I am a poet,
My poems are at the mercy of love's virtue

I feel this story has just begun,
To be remembered by many, not one.
Their love is pure,
I can feel it inside,
For I heard them whisper" FOREVER STAY BY MY SIDE."

I've seen them live,
I've seen them love.
Now I see them rest, beside one another.

A feet apart they lay,
My occasional visits and nature,
Are the only ones who stay.

Some days the winds blow heavy,
Nature uses its brute force.
I still stand in the rain,
My ritual cannot go in vain.

Just as I near the end of our conversation,
Something old catches my eye,
Engraved in the stones,
It still makes me smile.
My steps recede, the music silently dies..
The tombstones say
" FOREVER STAY BY MY SIDE".

This lamp burns low,
Hiding the secrets, light was meant to show.
'Am I worthy ' is all you ever wanted to know.
This boat, can I ever row?

Men! Stand beside me,
As much as I want,
They desire to know me.
A tough decision they stand to make.
To follow me or not?
To the end of life's gate.

I am a kid to some,
Younger one to many other.
To keep me warm,
Cherishing pain they do not bother.
But...
This kid has lived a thousand lives,
Easier than a wicked vice,
I can see the pain straight through their eyes.

Some stand to gain,
Some might be native.
To treat them all as equal,
Is for what I was trained.

I vow to keep them at peace,
Even in the wildest of storms..
Hopes high, I keep.
I will bring them safe to harbour,
Tough as they may come,
No matter the armour.

This lamp is my witness,
My secret it vows to keep.
Guiding me through the bleak.
Not fate,
But Triumph
One day we will surely meet.