Sounds in Silence

In silence of materialistic
natural rain sounds
and innocence hops around
cagey gets wet, hides
and a sweet sound smile on nature's every aide.

In silence of materialistic
the sea gushes under the moon light
tell what bothers, it listens keeping aside its might
sends a solution with waves
in sounds understood by me, a naive.

it doesn't fit ~

For a moment, let me be carefree, irresponsible
let the moment last for a lifetime
let me break away..

Let me do my thing
thing I love, feel for
don't bind me to the society's shackles of conventions

My little mind doesn't get it
the stuff they do and ask me to
so I quit, as I disagree..

I wont talk
'cause frowned they'd be to hear
in good faith, I'd walk away

Someday they'd know of me
I'd have pursued my wish
..subdued their words

I'd have friends who by, stood
understood and told me I could
told me "Lets find you a shoe 'cause this one doesn't fit" !

Nature drunk !

To peek into the azure through the greens
endlessly, gives a high to me
In gloom I turn to nature
where trees-bushes are high on their seasonal, newly acquired greens !

Filled skies.. dark, deep, transcend me
to where I want to be
I'm so haaaapppy
my receipt finally resonates with nature's delivery !

I plunge into a valley.. endless
heavenly globules still meeting my face,me..harmless
I smile, smile to being happy
to an end.. endless

Detached from the colorless world
to green-brown psychedelics under skies' blue
umbrellas, children; hats off for the effect, right now, you do
a childhood boat.. 'the possession', my gold !

To see you chhai chaapak chaai would be a treat
a dedicated sky shade, rain fall for you !
a you, I click, in the moment;
the so very you !

Howdy !

He was right, in a way
It wont come to what we say is 'right'
You save yourself
to make someone happy
you fuck your self
..stop being yourself

The bull's eye
you are supposed to look for
..wont find it
if you open your eye

Many things
to watch, feel, imbibe
so I pick up the bits
make a me, take a dive

into the world
where they'd call me 'weird'
for they stick, don't question
to the things I question

Nevertheless
I'm fine here, howdy !

Into togetherness..

"Come feel the rain"
Not the time to leave yet
I pump your heart, blow life into you, in vain
Love, you seem lost
Your skin is heavily bruised, oozing red
I scream for help, why so silent seems the world ?
Your words, to hear, I yearn
Your breath, to feel, I yearn
But.. they are silent
.. and air doesn't move
Your eyes still show me our distant love-land
and it kills me to fade the scene away
You are walking into the light through the fields you, I love
"Dont walk away" I scream and you don't turn
Dear, why don't you listen..
I know no life without you.

A swish adds to red, silence
In his arms they are still. It rains.

Watch out Caesar !

Caesar; blamed of tyranny
Julian times later, we ain't free from any

I dread a goon
He is up.. there.. to fill-up my spoon

They called for elections, votes
Candidates were all wretched; in all mentions, notes

Ballot didn't say 'none'
Process seemed to be designed just to get 'done'

He got the throne, power, authority
I just trusted a pimp with a heavenly beauty

There were many like him, took turns of the Golden Bird in many a gang
raped her till she was all bruised and willing to hang

The bird lost its glory
to be a whore with a mournful story

With chopped wings, as she was forced to hop through the burning rings
I made plans to move abroad and took up the wings.

I took a drive to where I could walk
My footprints of carbon brought the heat the lock

Mother nature too got pissed of at her womb
The glaciers melted, earth shook and floods made millions succumb

Here I sit, trying to get things together
Electricity, dry spells, inflation, etc.; above my head they hover !

Elegy

He grew up in a loving-warm household
in papa's arms and maa's mould;

In an oldie-smallie town
whose today makes him frown;

Though time around the place still makes him smile,
all has worsened by measures of nile.

To his good, he didn't get into bad,
turned into a calm-ish country lad;

"Rape Me !", cried his locality, town, state, country;
all he could do was think and mourn in mind, in fury;

Sex, drugs, alcohol were in adolescent mind;
books, cheers-mugs, rock 'n roll were not there to bind n blind;

Values kept from crossing the extremes,
to pursue, to realize.. there still were dreams;

An up-country home, a loving dame, a rich life manner;
he still wished it all to be, but with her.

Scary ways of world alarmed him,
a green, kind world was the world of his whim;

So.. sometimes he thinks of getting into the mud,
but.. the vastness and uncertainty keep the mind shut;

Heart goes to the land, people he loves;
for all he can is see.. see their vows.

Ode to a lost brother..

For;

A good great human that he was,

A true believer in himself that he was,

A perfect host, for the nights we partied, that he was,

A nonchalant fun lover that he was,

A true 'Big Brother' that he was,

A loved-loving son that he was,

A missed-loved brother that he is..

May you get Heavens, Nishant Bhaiya.