Thursday, December 13, 2007

White

Words,children of anonymity,
though desirable,
copulated and impregnated by many,
gives birth to anonymity when its my conjugate.

Dreams infinite of infinity,
conceived in lazy drooping moments,
in hastened whims die,
its mortal death

Ideas always,
like means-ends race,
lose,
trail behind its shape

White,everytime,
as the pages were,
is my mind, yet another time,
for yet another page, white.

Monday, September 17, 2007

Soil bathe my blood ,
Rise but not,
Crawl i'll untill. For
the star i seek
has lost my eyes.

Monday, August 20, 2007

Jo gar milo toh haal-e-dil na poochhna
Bas itna jaan lo ki ab fard bhi karte hain.

Seeking white

Somebody please cry
the loudest you can
lest i close my eyes,
run with legs fixed
and become a stone
Are the women all over dead?
for shrieks i beg
take me there or
i will vomit until -else
you die
for a while and then
i will cry
the loudest i can
lest you close your eyes
run with legs fixed
and turn into stone.

Thursday, June 21, 2007

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

As you are gone...Gone Forever

My limbs shiver and not deliver
to continue the immortal-me dream.
Infinity has shrunk,absolute lost
the blurred-I has diminished.
The phoenix,hope hopen,
burnt into ashes, wet
by the heart-broke eyes.
Dead as a stoic
this heart-nostalgic
aches and long for you-
as you are gone
Gone forever.

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Let's continue , Let's see

Yet again the sky turned grey
forming shapes,
my conscience desire not to decipher
I will sit down and wait,
not for the light,
this time
But the end of this tarred-black road
under the grey sky.

Wednesday, March 28, 2007

yet again

he is going to sleep
yet again.

Monday, January 15, 2007

A believer...

I promised to be God , said know me not
And she is human,utterly.
Believed me.
Alright,fine! they do.
I will keep the promise,will pretend
I will excuse,will love.

Monday, January 01, 2007

Love, A guilt?

And then i dive ,to float
in tandem as you in me,in you
And i learn not the slightest
from those dark drowned nights
that i am drunk and not me
in the trance tavern of you.
Oh! what a drunkard of my degree
would ask for but chalice
one more chalice and a fall into you.