L(O)U(V)S(E)T!

The heart-beats motion gently,
Kissing the less traversed way,
Two entities rejoice in the wilderness,
They call it LOVE.

Then gracious flow of laughter and joy,
The pleasing sight of the myriad emotions,
The warmth of the occupant hands,
They call it LOVE.

The gentle touching of the lips,
The snag against the body,
The movement within the unearthed places,
They STILL call it LOVE.

The gripping of those busts,
Moving lower down the aisle,    
The taste of flesh,
They NOW call it LUST.

Where faith lodges with disbelief,
Where honesty overpowers it’s peers,
Where trust is admired more by mistrust,
Why isn’t LOVE considered equal to LUST?

The equality beckons, but the truth still remains,
Where LOVE thrives, LUST also reigns.
Though LOVE keeps the anima alive, leaving it’s trails,
The truth still is: LUST leaves its stains…

Hope – An Endless Misery.

A genial cold wind jolts,
Caressing the sudor off the face,
Depleting the endless concerns,
Calming that soothing pain.
Deep inside the heart it asserts,
A faint word of hope,
Days will bias into gold,
The peace thou seeketh shall return.
Along the aisle of weariness,
The defying soul still ponders,
When will the oozing end,
When will the sorrow drift away?
The serene breeze grips the anima,
Gives it respite,
Patiently looking at the gasping life,
It affirms one day it shall befall.
HOPE the breeze ignites,
Tearing the crafty actions,
And on the day the prime returns,
It’ll still say,”HOPE ALONG!”

C’est sa!

The first time he looked at her face,
A slight smile that smirked off,
With the purest of heart she said a 'HI!'
Made it seem so easy..
 
Away she walked with comfort,
A stance in every step, like a Princess,
Tiptoes a mark behind,
For him to find that footfall.
 
Hides behind shades, when she acts dippy,
A kid he sees in her when that smile flashes,
Oh, how can no one fall for her,
For she eases every blain.
 
Her annoyance has an aura,
Says,'I am THE Queen!'
With utter respect for thee,
A head bows down saying,"Will you help me sheen?"

A fluttered soul that she is,
She rustles away,
A hand she grazes gently,
Awakens that deceased.

She is spirit,
A myth, a riddle,
And if you'd ever want to make life better,
The answer is HER! (C'est sa!)

Be MINE?!

That smile on your face, gushing through those tresses,
The way you put your bristle behind,
Sent a cold flutter down my spine,
It said, life is astir..

While the days were a wreck, 
Your face gave me an desolate support,
Though you were secluded,
It still helped me abide..

Thought I'd tell you,"You're beautiful. Be mine!"
But the courage I gathered, I knew would not suffice,
I'd like to see you smile,
But I still hope you'd be the reason for mine.

It's a mighty plunge to take, 
To get you know ME,
Everytime the closeness cometh, 
Some reason you gallop away from me.

Endeavor is all I can do, 
For I know you're an unknown salvation,
I'd be crazed to let you go, 
Without asking you to - Be MINE!

The Rat-Race!

In the wake of the moment, 
When so much is at stake,
Competitions aplenty,
It's MAKE or BREAK.


The rush of the hour, ceases a fight,
Who wins the bout, is the wizard,
Then starts a new round, where the struggle is bigger,
And if you dessipate, you're a LOSER...


Someone wins, someone has to lose,
The battle to be Caesar is extant,
Finally, they find their Monarch,
But STILL find a pitfall.


The terene moves on, the latter is forgotten,
A new strife begins,a new bout, a new chase,
We are back to square one, 
And then they sigh the cliched norm,
"IT'S A RAT-RACE!"

No Escapade!

A quiet cold breeze blows,

Staring down the barrel,

A flower blooms patiently in the midst,

Thinking life would change.

 
It’s becoming harsh to deal,

The bitter truth of life,

The inherit importance it once had,

Has been shared..

 
There standeth a tall stem,

Rising with cheers and smiles,

Trying to burn down my soul,

Saying,”You’re here for a while!”

 
That proud competitor,

Realizeth no fate,

For the pride that you hold now,

Will one day be put to rest!

 
As for me, I may be no more,

But I’d be happy to have lived,

Lived to rest on death’s atop,

Knowing that my fate would rest here as well..

 
We all grow strong, live and love,

Hurt some, make some smile along the way,

But the truth of life is DEATH,

And no one can escape that fated day!

LOVE – A death!

Creeping from the corner of the eye,

I could see a spark,

Searching for a place to reside,

It came by my side.
Hid behind the back,

Tried to find a home,

But unlucky that it were,

It found unknown company to roam.

On the road full of pits,

It fell on its face,

With the hurt and blood,

It said, ‘I LOST THE RACE!’

In arms of death it sighed,

Looking at the face above,

When asked about who it was,

It said, ‘I WAS LOVE!’

 

 

WHY?? – The agony of being betrayed!

Wrapped in a bolt of blood,

There he stood busted,

Peruse depressed,

Asking – WHY?

Limbs lay scattered,

Legs shuddering with despair,

With grief in the voice,

He asked – WHY?

That soul of his wouldn’t leave,

Made him die with every breath,

He longed for death,

But his agony wouldn’t suppress.

Waded through dense red liquid,

Just to find his slayer,

And when he found his felon,

He asked – WHY?

That merciless human,

Loved to see the blood blotch,

Shot him in the head,

Left him to lay dead..

Entering cessation,

That destitute awaited,

Only to know the reason to be killed,

Only to know – WHY?

The murderer left that spirit,

To find another living soul,

Looked backwards with a smirk on her face,

To show the defunct,

THE REASON WHY!

Stand by ME!

The fire lit ablaze, burnt and left scars,
Pain throbbing ineptly, on a rusty November
Made us weep the tears of blood,
Like a tiring escapade.

Walking down the aisle of gripe,
We’d say “It would pass”
But all through this journey
We sighed,”Terminate it!”

Those gracious faces turned turbulent,
Annoyance creeped in,
Abducting the WE,
Dampening our tenor.

The spunk almost broke,
Our inability to stand forth,
But in those dying moments,
Thy hand never left my expanse

With fret looming over,
You chambered my wandering soul,
Disguised that stream from your view,
You still comfort my animus.

My Salvager, my breath,
I live by thee,
Find you no more,
Life will abolish… Stand by Me!

This LIFE!

On a bright chirpy day,

LIFE was running around..

Smiling all the time..

No fear, no pain to be found..

Suddenly, stumbled upon a rock.

It said,“I am gonna hurt you!”

But as the typical life that it is..

It went through..

Sailed through the pain,

Had a smile till then.

But all that it could ask itself..was

Till when…till when?

Grew old – THIS LIFE.

Not a tear shed..

On the crowning day it cried.

I wish I was DEAD!