Karma does not exist.
We are selfish,
afraid of what
would happen
if we did not even
attempt to lighten
the burden of
sunken shells
surrounding our sea.
not for them,
but only because
we are selfish
Karma does not exist.
***********************
As I tried to wash off
the consequence
of your actions
I found no place to dry it,
only my soul.
***********************
'Wherever you go I follow'
said the sunflower
but to only fall upon
deaf ears.
The sun had no time
to entertain such foolishness
but one day started to burn out
and all the creatures
started to complain
no one took notice
of the sunflower in pain.
************************
I speak invisible words
to show my affection.
My actions are not overt
to those who matter most,
a well kept secret
within the bounds of my emotions.
I am a voice heard above the crowd
but my love is whispered
in the ears of a small strain.
*************************
Questions unanswered.
answers never questioned.
Our existence is a paradox
birth of a soul
requites the death of another.
Numbers never changing
yet barely ever static.
more, more and more
never seems to account for
less, less and even less.
We ask all the right questions
but always answer wrong.
****************************
I'm sorry I gave you a chance
but I would never regret
the pain you caused,
only the fact
that you got a second one.
***************************
I am just a sin.
as are you.
our existence is just
a mirage.
in the everlasting
desert of death.
We are neither
here nor there
passing our days
in a mindless daze.
with no company
but this lifeless body,
I am just a sin
and so are you.
*********************
One futile step after another;
our destination may be different
but our legs work the same.
A stumble here, a limp there
who's to say how to go where.
faster and faster go the feet
as the roads start to constrict.
one futile step after another
to a date with destiny meet.
**********************
As I stood on the terrace,
facing my sea,
waves of salty air rolled over me,
I craned my neck upto stare at a few stars
that extended as far as the eye could see,
and the dark clouds
shuffled awkwardly
in and around the same whirlpool,
I was captured into the moment
of clouds dancing and stars gleaming
and just for a second
I floated away into the night abyss
and reached out to touch the stars
to realize how infinitesimal I am
between sky and sea.
*******************************
Oh where is my Soul?
I dropped it near chaos,
and went to meet the moon
only to return and find
my soul gone awry!
I searched by the stars,
who distance themselves from me,
I went via the earth
but he too was just as soulless as me.
Even the sun with all her light
could not find my soul
not even with all her might.
So I tiptoed back to chaos
with a slump and a drag
and saw my soul
drifting seven light years away.
I slowly started walking
to my poor old soul
that gallivanted off
to a place unknown.
*************************
If fear consumed our souls,
like how a snake swallows whole,
we will become the rat
in a slow experiment with death.
and while we light the hearth
hoping for the best,
we fear our chances
of becoming the cynosure of
the world,
quietly diminish.
*************************
I am so afraid of being left out
so I come an hour early,
just in case.
I fear harsh words,
so I hide in a cocoon
made of my tears.
I dread being hurt again,
and in the process
turn away my closest peers.
*************************
"Oh my cogs, my dear cogs"
cried the machine all alone
"how did thou breaketh so badly so"
said he while his steam created a fog.
"Thou were so shiny and new,
why did they warrant you for infinity times two"
blubbered the machine as all the metal rusted,
even the screws.
"I shall never be perfect without you"
weeped the machine
as all that remained
was the broken cogs of his brain.
***************************
I fear death,
Yet I wonder what the lives
of others will be like
without me in it.
how many days will it take
for my name to become faint,
and how many months when am just
a memory,
how many years will it take
when I am reminisced about
in a bitter sweet way.
****************************
Acatelepsy
This little world,
is much too vast
for an ant
to roam
with the knowledge that
the earth is just a speck.
****************************
Anger coursed through my arteries,
and sadness through my veins,
as a melancholy glee erupted in my spleen.
but my brain kept churning,
with the world and above,
forming a black hole in my heart and without provocation
sucked in the remaining part of me
that strayed to you.
****************************
I love the night.
it gives me hope
that the dawn to come,
is so far away
that nothing could
possibly harm,
the ethereal echo
of the catacombic dusk.
****************************
Desolation
I take a deep breath
and imagine
a scene of serenity,
where the air is still
but the wind is alive.
a murmur in the ground,
overlooked;
Light filters in
mellowing the darkness
of terra and soul,
creating a cacophony of colours.
A shudder in the ground,
ignored;
Lo! appears a solitary boat,
in a solemn procession
from aqua to shore,
with neither oarsman oar,
and across the black lake it goes.
A quake in the ground
Cataclysmic.
**************************
My world is hard liquor
and you are the water
that kills my buzz
***************************
My life is like pani puri.
a hollow shell, not very stable,
one push and it shatters into pieces
unto itself.
I am stuffed with society's filling
often tasting like rubbish,
dipped into toxic water,
that makes my skin sag
my brain fizz
just to fall into
an endless abyss.
*****************************
Where do I belong
in a world
that offers no mercy
or second chances
when all I am
is just a human being.
******************************
Love and Cyclones
The coconut trees with
their windswept leaves,
play the part of a pretty girl
on set,
trying to impress
the leading star;
the dark, buff clouds
were just waiting to shower
the trees with love;
but the maleficent Wind
held many grudges,
refusing to let the Clouds go.
So when the rain poured
and the trees rejoiced,
the Wind roared so loud
that windows rattled
and buildings howled,
the poor Trees had no chance
and collapsed, crying of pain
but nothing could be heard
over the shrieking of the
cold hearted Wind.
***********************
The Grey Cloud
The Grey cloud
falls lower and lower
veiling the Sun's light
showing no discomfort,
or distaste;
It came to be known as Evil,
always up to no good
letting no one be at peace,
always at war
for space in the sky:
The sky was stagnant
it was weeks since the stars
and many faces of the moon
illuminated the night
till an aeroplane, with no haste
went straight through
the Grey cloud
reducing it to the
nothing it began from.
***************************
Insect
I saw this insect
teetering on a wire,
blind as a bat
and walking only with feelers.
It felt around
to see nothing stale,
ans so went forward
on the Lilliputian wire.
Until it hit a wall,
and it fumbled for a bit,
wondering whether to go on
or stand still.
I stared at this insect
by my bedside,
thinking,
Its not just me.
************************
Veins took another shade
In this oneiric reality,
and the cordate leaves
began to seep.
Contrasts in every line
alternating between Dream and truth.
the feeling of falling
scrubbed the shrubs clean,
allowing a new beginning
silent as it may be.
************************
These thoughts never leave
they pang through my heart
and wander past my soul.
Building roots
in every crevice
and crawling through the spaces,
creating an army
of unspoken words
waiting to unleash hell
on a battered psyche.
************************
The thoughts in my mind
pang through my heart.
They creep and crawl
on every limb
trying to find a root and fester.
Once they form strong
its hard to erase
the structure they live on.
So ideas die,
colours fade,
but the thoughts never go away.
*************************
I
We are selfish,
afraid of what
would happen
if we did not even
attempt to lighten
the burden of
sunken shells
surrounding our sea.
not for them,
but only because
we are selfish
Karma does not exist.
***********************
As I tried to wash off
the consequence
of your actions
I found no place to dry it,
only my soul.
***********************
'Wherever you go I follow'
said the sunflower
but to only fall upon
deaf ears.
The sun had no time
to entertain such foolishness
but one day started to burn out
and all the creatures
started to complain
no one took notice
of the sunflower in pain.
************************
I speak invisible words
to show my affection.
My actions are not overt
to those who matter most,
a well kept secret
within the bounds of my emotions.
I am a voice heard above the crowd
but my love is whispered
in the ears of a small strain.
*************************
Questions unanswered.
answers never questioned.
Our existence is a paradox
birth of a soul
requites the death of another.
Numbers never changing
yet barely ever static.
more, more and more
never seems to account for
less, less and even less.
We ask all the right questions
but always answer wrong.
****************************
I'm sorry I gave you a chance
but I would never regret
the pain you caused,
only the fact
that you got a second one.
***************************
I am just a sin.
as are you.
our existence is just
a mirage.
in the everlasting
desert of death.
We are neither
here nor there
passing our days
in a mindless daze.
with no company
but this lifeless body,
I am just a sin
and so are you.
*********************
One futile step after another;
our destination may be different
but our legs work the same.
A stumble here, a limp there
who's to say how to go where.
faster and faster go the feet
as the roads start to constrict.
one futile step after another
to a date with destiny meet.
**********************
As I stood on the terrace,
facing my sea,
waves of salty air rolled over me,
I craned my neck upto stare at a few stars
that extended as far as the eye could see,
and the dark clouds
shuffled awkwardly
in and around the same whirlpool,
I was captured into the moment
of clouds dancing and stars gleaming
and just for a second
I floated away into the night abyss
and reached out to touch the stars
to realize how infinitesimal I am
between sky and sea.
*******************************
Oh where is my Soul?
I dropped it near chaos,
and went to meet the moon
only to return and find
my soul gone awry!
I searched by the stars,
who distance themselves from me,
I went via the earth
but he too was just as soulless as me.
Even the sun with all her light
could not find my soul
not even with all her might.
So I tiptoed back to chaos
with a slump and a drag
and saw my soul
drifting seven light years away.
I slowly started walking
to my poor old soul
that gallivanted off
to a place unknown.
*************************
If fear consumed our souls,
like how a snake swallows whole,
we will become the rat
in a slow experiment with death.
and while we light the hearth
hoping for the best,
we fear our chances
of becoming the cynosure of
the world,
quietly diminish.
*************************
I am so afraid of being left out
so I come an hour early,
just in case.
I fear harsh words,
so I hide in a cocoon
made of my tears.
I dread being hurt again,
and in the process
turn away my closest peers.
*************************
"Oh my cogs, my dear cogs"
cried the machine all alone
"how did thou breaketh so badly so"
said he while his steam created a fog.
"Thou were so shiny and new,
why did they warrant you for infinity times two"
blubbered the machine as all the metal rusted,
even the screws.
"I shall never be perfect without you"
weeped the machine
as all that remained
was the broken cogs of his brain.
***************************
I fear death,
Yet I wonder what the lives
of others will be like
without me in it.
how many days will it take
for my name to become faint,
and how many months when am just
a memory,
how many years will it take
when I am reminisced about
in a bitter sweet way.
****************************
Acatelepsy
This little world,
is much too vast
for an ant
to roam
with the knowledge that
the earth is just a speck.
****************************
Anger coursed through my arteries,
and sadness through my veins,
as a melancholy glee erupted in my spleen.
but my brain kept churning,
with the world and above,
forming a black hole in my heart and without provocation
sucked in the remaining part of me
that strayed to you.
****************************
I love the night.
it gives me hope
that the dawn to come,
is so far away
that nothing could
possibly harm,
the ethereal echo
of the catacombic dusk.
****************************
Desolation
I take a deep breath
and imagine
a scene of serenity,
where the air is still
but the wind is alive.
a murmur in the ground,
overlooked;
Light filters in
mellowing the darkness
of terra and soul,
creating a cacophony of colours.
A shudder in the ground,
ignored;
Lo! appears a solitary boat,
in a solemn procession
from aqua to shore,
with neither oarsman oar,
and across the black lake it goes.
A quake in the ground
Cataclysmic.
**************************
My world is hard liquor
and you are the water
that kills my buzz
***************************
My life is like pani puri.
a hollow shell, not very stable,
one push and it shatters into pieces
unto itself.
I am stuffed with society's filling
often tasting like rubbish,
dipped into toxic water,
that makes my skin sag
my brain fizz
just to fall into
an endless abyss.
*****************************
Where do I belong
in a world
that offers no mercy
or second chances
when all I am
is just a human being.
******************************
Love and Cyclones
The coconut trees with
their windswept leaves,
play the part of a pretty girl
on set,
trying to impress
the leading star;
the dark, buff clouds
were just waiting to shower
the trees with love;
but the maleficent Wind
held many grudges,
refusing to let the Clouds go.
So when the rain poured
and the trees rejoiced,
the Wind roared so loud
that windows rattled
and buildings howled,
the poor Trees had no chance
and collapsed, crying of pain
but nothing could be heard
over the shrieking of the
cold hearted Wind.
***********************
The Grey Cloud
The Grey cloud
falls lower and lower
veiling the Sun's light
showing no discomfort,
or distaste;
It came to be known as Evil,
always up to no good
letting no one be at peace,
always at war
for space in the sky:
The sky was stagnant
it was weeks since the stars
and many faces of the moon
illuminated the night
till an aeroplane, with no haste
went straight through
the Grey cloud
reducing it to the
nothing it began from.
***************************
Insect
I saw this insect
teetering on a wire,
blind as a bat
and walking only with feelers.
It felt around
to see nothing stale,
ans so went forward
on the Lilliputian wire.
Until it hit a wall,
and it fumbled for a bit,
wondering whether to go on
or stand still.
I stared at this insect
by my bedside,
thinking,
Its not just me.
************************
Veins took another shade
In this oneiric reality,
and the cordate leaves
began to seep.
Contrasts in every line
alternating between Dream and truth.
the feeling of falling
scrubbed the shrubs clean,
allowing a new beginning
silent as it may be.
************************
These thoughts never leave
they pang through my heart
and wander past my soul.
Building roots
in every crevice
and crawling through the spaces,
creating an army
of unspoken words
waiting to unleash hell
on a battered psyche.
************************
The thoughts in my mind
pang through my heart.
They creep and crawl
on every limb
trying to find a root and fester.
Once they form strong
its hard to erase
the structure they live on.
So ideas die,
colours fade,
but the thoughts never go away.
*************************
I
