Find me,
I'm lost in the whorls of a faceless crowd
Like a solitary bubble ; a lonesome cloud
I'm tossed by the froth of the azure waves;
By the wanton breeze, that rants and raves
I've stared at destiny's elusive face
Locked eyes with its million dimensions
But I cannot find myself ,
And I cannot find my place
So find me, Oh! find me,
For the map of my life, i cannot comprehend
I am lost, so find me
Find me and be my friend.
Tell me,
My winsome dreams are for real.
My honey-scented , rose coloured dreams;
And all wounds of past, time will heal
By the elixir of its ever flowing stream.
In whispers , like the swish of a seraph's wings
Like a wandering minstrel ; Be the one
To sing to me of all joyful things
Of hopes redeemed and battles won
So tell me, Oh! tell me
Sweet symphony to my silence lend.
I am listening , so tell me.
Tell me, and be my friend
Save me,
There are demons inside my head
In murky shadows of native fears.
From cold dark dungeons, I fear to tread
Its all in the caverns of my mind, it appears.
But it brings me down,
And I am pinioned by its chains
Neck deep in darkness all around
Marooned in uncharted terrains
So save me, oh! save me
Be a beacon of my path, God sent
I am ambushed, so save me.
Save me, and be my friend.
Like a willow in the midst of a wilderness untamed
I'm swaying to the tempest, in a pagan trance
Like the rise and fall of kingdoms unnamed
Like billows in ever shifting psychedelic stance
Find me, make me rise, I want to shine
Tell me of miracles I can yield , I want to shine
Be my stalwart sentry , lest my hopes descend
And be my friend , be my friend.
(2008)

Death puts an end to it all-
This sordid necessity of trudging through life;
Its continual struggle and perpetual strife,
The business of prosaic living;
Of gaining and losing,getting and giving
Death puts an end to it all.

And it doesnt matter how it ended-
Be it a cruel act of fate, a self-orchestrated blow.
That stemmed the life-stream's flow.
Were you hacked down in frenzy ,
or consumed in cold blood.
or preyed upon by disease.
Now you are shrouded in cold silence,
In eternal peace.
Really doesn't matter how it ended.

Now that you are gone,
your soul harboured to a transcendental realm
Whizzing past like a comet, a trail of ash behind.
Those forlorn mourners, at your requiem.
Dazed by the shock of its light, finally find.
Memories of you, is all they can live by
Now that you are gone.

Those who had loved you,
Bereaved broken hearts, shattered by your loss
Yearning to hear your voice, craving to see your face
With an infernal bundle of grief, that they can never efface
And since the morbid melody of your death knell
Life has been nothing short of a living hell
For those who had loved you

And how they lived through it-
Brave hearts, fighting private battles each day
The scab of time, hides the raw pain within
But sorrows gnawing at their innards, stay
for a long time, unheard and unseen.
With a steely smile,frozen on their face
They say, they have moved on; life's commonplace.
And though they laugh and talk now,
like the times when you were here.
Its when nobody is looking;
They wipe away those treacherous tears.
Oh, how they lived through it.

So pardon me,
For I weep for them , not you
Those bereaved by the loss of a loved one.
Because your life's setting sun,
spells an end to your miseries.
Theirs have only begun.
You smile out of picture frames
Into conversations creeps in your name.
Their  hearts are knived by brutal reconciliation
That life will never be the same.

You are a Star now;
Scintillating at the heights of heaven.
Lord is with you. I'm happy for you.
Do not get me wrong.
My thoughts dont misconstrue;
and pardon me,
for I weep for them , not you.
For those, who are still living;
After losing you.

(2008)

Drums beat the endless chords
Of something that looks like an agony,
A vague aftermath of a smoky carcass.
The crowd remained enthralled or detached.
In excitement, in boredom and in unison.
They seemed to know the routine of celebration,
Of enjoyment,
Of the rejoice.
But still not eat at it,
into themselves.
They seemed to even echo their claps and nods so parallel,
To the rhythm,
That they all became another maestro
The deaf Beethovens.

While the elephant,
danced.
               And sang.

In a pristine celebration only known to him.
Like the seducing dance of the King Cobra,
In the Jungles of a drenched Wayanad.
Green,
Yet so Aroused and red.
While nature became its charmer,

She,
the nature,
Juggled with the soul, vigour and energy of the King.

In one plate,
altogether,
The art,
The music,
And the rhythm became

The dirge of a new cemetery                  
                                                        of an old heaven.

From all the smokers here,
We take breathing for real here,
People! You hear us?

Lets just pretend it all to be a dream
whatever happened was a dream
A bad one
Lets take a new start
Is it that difficult?
Ya it might be
But pretending it to be a dream might help
N if it doesn't
Lets think about something else
May be it works
Although i know it won't
Ur opinion chngd with the flow
n i was left all alone
I never made it happen
U did
It's all a part of life , u say
But sometyms it's not just a part but the whole book
Keep the words in ur mind
U will take them back
I promise
U will have to :)
Words matter alot that too when u mean it..

Far away from the world
Their is a better afterlife
Sometyms i wonder
wht wud lyf hv been over der
A true state of being happy
Ignoring all the doubts n the pressures
it's being loved by whom u luv
A peaceful life
Attaining sch a life
Wud be a blessed one
With a new beginning
And new people
No minset, no conclusions
Follow what ur heart says
i dreamt of such a life
n m still dreaming of it
Bcz the reality is far away from it
N it cud never be near to this dream
What if i want it to be
People dn't
A carefree world is better than a one which kills u everyday
I really wish it cud be like i want it

I came here to write a goodbye letter
but then i couldn't type a single thing -
so here it is,

Goodbye.