Autumn Leaf

Just like dried up autumn leaf I float,
not one trajectory to devote.
Twisting winds can carry me where they please,
will savor this movement of the breeze.
 
Have love and been loved a thousand times,
have lost the track of how many times.
Blame it on the Karma, I would say,
wouldn’t choose it any other way.
 
Life is all about search and seeking,
day you end up search, you start dying.
Then its too late to start lamenting,
so live life like there is no ending.
 
More you give, more you have, Love I mean,
open your eyes, then it can be seen.
Hearts get wounded, that’s part of the game,
so what’s in harm relighting old flame? 
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THE ONE

What needs to be said has been said,
letter has been written in red.
This heart has been stabbed and it bled,
yet the deep feeling hasn’t fled.
 
Lost cause from the beginning,
had to try to make a winning.
One never knows without trying,
you end up loving or crying.
 
Few glimpse here and a smile there,
thought we had a moment to share.
Thought we would make a perfect pair,
but she wasn’t the one to care.
 
So we are here, back to square one,
figuring out the mistakes done.
Replaying the scenes one by one,
with the pain which can’t be undone.

I am Sorry

i am sorry

Where does the sorry even start I ask,

when all these time I’ve been wearing this mask.

mask that can’t be unmask without trauma,

unmasking leading to melodrama.

 

I’m very Sorry for the things I’ve done,

for all the things done, which I can’t outrun.

Will settle with the Big One when I meet,

until then forgive and make me complete.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Journey of a Spring

Colorado Wildflowers - Yankee Boy Basin Evening 2

 

High in the mountains so close to the sky,
where eagles soar effortlessly and fly.
With few trickles you begin your travel,
so clean and clear one can see the gravel.
 
Only a foot wide yet filled with vigor,
rushing to meet your destiny quicker.
Helping people quench their thirst on the way,
at same time soothe their eyes with your display.
 
Over the cliff, under the bridge you flow,
what ordeals lies ahead you don’t know.
Innocent like a child you forge onward,
hurdles on your path you are least bothered.
 
After long journey you enter the plains,
where pollution starts getting in your veins.
With your strength weakened your speed starts to slow,
winding idly without much of a show.
 
It is here that you cause most destruction,
where your dark side makes an introduction.
With your overflowing banks causing flood,
you take residence and lives in cold blood.
 
Was any remorse felt or penance seeked?
for moral decay that started to reek.
Will you carry your burden to next phase?
who will pay for all the hope that was razed?
 
In your final phase you are broad and wide,
you ultimately meet your friend High Tide.
Battered and bruised from all of life’s lesson,
you hug the ocean and count your blessing.

Just A Song

sunshine-valley

 

Turn me into rain, turn me into long night,
turn me into your only passion which is right.
Make me into lyrics, into your heart’s voice,
turn me into deepest secret of your choice.
 
I am just a intoxication, so let me flow,
let me live my life and let it go.
Or give me a little space right next to your heart,
give me a reason why I am sleepless right from start.
 
We both have all the rest of our life to spend together,
just keep on smiling even if there is a storm to weather.
Let me be the soft wind which embraces you with affection,
let me be the morning sun warming you from easterly direction.

Have a Great Weekend

party

 

New month of new year is about to come to an end,

It is time to chill and hangout with your family or friends.

To hang out at the local bar if you are so inclined!

or to catch up on your reading, if you are that kind!

 

You can binge watch on Netflix your favorite shows,

or dance in the club until they eventually close!

You could meet your sweetheart at the local lover’s point,

or do something which will be your life’s turning point.

 

Do whatever floats your boat and have a great weekend,

please just do not waste the time which is godsend.

Will see you guys on Monday if god is willing,

till then, hope you guys have weekend that’s very thrilling! 

Unanswered Questions

forest

 

Where do we go from here is the open question,

raking my brain so hard yet there is only confusion.

Whether to continue or to live a life of seclusion,

can anything be done to this life we call delusion?

 

Why have so much negativity crept into my writing?

it used to be much more lively and exciting.

Is it just a reflection of state of my mind and soul?

with such heavy heart, how can one expect me to be whole?

 

Like a toy whose keys has all been unwind,

I stare at the window with an empty mind.

Striving hard to come up with something positive to say,

it looks like this is not likely to happen today.