I'ts Time

    The right and the wrong holding hands of time

    Stand together greeting all with a smile

    Young and restless, the wrong is dressed to kill

    Old and wise, the right is hiding in disguise

    Time goes on but nothing seems to change

    Standing together they are neither enemy nor friends

    People so ignorant often are tempted by the wrong

    The right questions then what have I done wrong

    Hoping that someone will stop by to hold his hand

    Happiness and sorrow are hiding behind them

    No one says a word, the hide and seek goes on

    Life is surely simple but not easy says time

    Have offered you my best and my worst

    Choose well my friend while there is still time

Letter

With every passing season I tried

to stop myself , and yet I cried,

not for the moments we were with each other,

but for those we could’ve been together.

I wished I could just bare my heart

to the only one it longed for,

I wished I could just make a start

for the love that I so sought for.

But afraid I was to say it all,

to come to you or even make a call,

as I feared what your answer would be,

although I knew I would lose a part of me.

So I finally gave my emotions ink,

when I wrote them down in an eye’s blink.

I poured my heart out like never before,

like a sea-hungry river racing for the shore.

The words wept along with me,

to which the moist letter bears testimony.

The trembling pen pleaded me to cease

but I had to write on, to end my worries.

Then atlast I held it up high,

and admired it from each eye,

for I hadn’t written anything so fair,

and I kissed it with hopes so dear.

“He just cannot say no”,

My dear friend would say,

“and you should straight away go,

give it to him, then pray.”

And there I stood in the deserted way,

waiting for him on one end’s entrance,

to say how I have loved you with my life and soul,

and why I just could not say it all.

I heard his laughter from the other end,

how mesmerized I was by it I couldn’t pretend;

but there he entered hand in hand, with another girl,

My vision went black, and my mind was in a whirl.

I ran away as fast as I could,

But couldn’t escape my shadow of despair;

and somewhere alone, restless, I stood,

and for the world around me, I no more cared.

I knew my feelings were betrayed

by the one for whom they ever lived.

Now years after the love that I had put in verse,

The letter still lingers somewhere in my purse.

The Mask

Every morning I put on this mask,

To hide who I really am,

A smiling face on my soul,

Sounding stupid than I actually am

I see when people look at me,

They see only what’s on the surface,

I hope they can see deep into my eyes

And discover that hidden dream base.

They think, only the past was mine,

They think, now I am history,

Little do they know that tomorrow again I will shine?

Cause I am an unstoppable mystery

I hide my true self from the world,

And to tell you the truth, I don’t know why,

But I am not ashamed nor do I have any fear

'Cause the entire world tells a lie

Not only me but all put on this mask for a reason every day,

And hide the reality behind the bar,

But if we wear our masks for so very long,

We might forget who we actually are..

Subtle Love

A friend of mine tall and lean

always grinning, never grim

had a girl, of his dreams

kept it secret, never screamed

She, artless and witty

as per him, epitome of simplicity

never expressed her propensity

dilemma for him, her ambiguity

Still muggy scenes, waiting for reply

you love him, yes he never denies

all here is truth, no lies

two lovebirds, I think will never fly.

Dreams of reality

The dreams always present in life

Never fulfilled but never remorse,

For better things in life go on

You never dreamt of, yet fulfilled.

The ruins of tomorrow sadly desolate

Yet castles of today tell a glittery tale.

Cobwebs galore in the dark corners,

Needs cleaning yet we ignore.

The enemy assails the castle walls

Fierce fighting rages amidst a storm.

Blood tarnishing the finely painted walls,

The storm and the battle raise a clamorous din.

No victor no vanquished in the end;

Only time Remains as if suspended in animation

While the roots eat into the base of walls,

Nothing permanent, nothing is too strong.

I come out of a stupor; disbelieving

Was it just a daydream because coincidence it wasn’t?

The ruins they now speak a different tale,

Of glory yet shame, of honor and of pain

Transient in time it's true yet

Always present through one of us

Soulmate

An angel came into my life,

Showed me way to survive,

I was almost dead before he arrived,

his gentle touch aroused in my life.

His charm is brazen,

his innocence left me frozen,

the bond exists even before it was made,

heaven wants us to be kith,

because in previous incarnation we were soul mates.

The moments spent besides him were greatly missed,

With each passing day, I yearned to see him more,

to grab his attention, dainty attire I always wore,

the savor of his presence around, delighted me profound.

In my troubled times,

his support made me smile,

holding his hands, I calmed down,

his sweet words gave feeling so warm,

because of his unconditional help, I was never harmed.

His tantalizing touch stirred my soul,

my heart turned as pure as gold,

affection intensified with each passing day,

but his faith in me just faded away.

I opened my arms and closed my eyes,

expected a hug to keep me alive,

In me his trust, I could never revive,

Leaving me alone, he departed in search of life,

Someday I believe, again we will arrive.