Thursday, December 22, 2011

Timeless

A touch, the smell, the warmth
the floor that never smelled better
wiggling around to remind me of something
so special…

a dinner, not the same
not the water that rippled us together
not the sound that woke us

come back those moments
the ones that felt like forever
where we can be as wrong as we can be
that the pale night doesn't mind so much

timeless...

Freedom

Freedom is not what you are
or not what you'll ever be
Its not what you can see or feel
or the tears that you ever gave away

Go on, touch that leaf
The color in it will change
Wander around, do something
Jump up, go round in circles

Smile at whats in front of you
no, seriously…
Give the best of what you are
to whats in front of you…

Freedom, do you get it now?
Break a leg, say hi!
Smile a bunch and feel the smile!

Saturday, November 26, 2011

A bang

There's a place we go
Somewhere only we know
See through the holes
Of what we have been told

Curtains down with you to feel me
Close enough just to keep me breathing

Feel the sense of desire
Of ecstasy, of all thats higher

Come take now what you want
Care so much if you think I belong

Feelings slight the water running
Whisper sounds keeps me burning

Now I feel it all in me
A bang that wants to get me free

Sunday, March 20, 2011

Reflections on a rose petal

A week after his father died, he didn't call me
I could understand the reason why
Heard about it from another friend
It was an attack, he said

Life's fragile moments, I thought to myself
He was like me but what did he feel
Dissonant but arpeggiated at the same time?

At school, he used to talk to his pillow
We used to joke about it
Would the pillow be a gentle friend to him?
Tell him about the stars and distant life

as they danced to the quiet pale night
the smell of jasmine, the sounds of crickets

All this, I wondered, as the roses finally arrived

What he would see in them
That covered his father's body at the last rites
The dead ones, the free ones and ones
which need to breathe out

And then. The silence.
Of glistening memories,
Of trust and dreams,
Of all that had passed and what has to.

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Insignificance

365, 100000, 1, 2, 18...

10, your first pocket money
1000, your first salary
100000, your first saving

24, hours it takes the earth to go around itself
29.5, days it takes the moon to go around us
365, days it takes for us to go around the sun

18, years it takes for us to realize our freedom
25, times you blink in a minute
90, the beats per minute of your heart

1, the first number you learn
2, the second

6775235741, one like you

1, second...I am insignificant

Sunday, February 20, 2011

A Liquid Dream

Soften the touch that makes the sound
Feel the water in around
Shimmering reflections in hindsight
Cruising slowly in the moonlight

A crest, a trough and then again one
It feels me slightly, feels just a little dry
Feels just a little happy, just a little sad

The view across is all you
Spanning the mirrors in all hues
An escape, a walk that'll make you free
A silence that will be serene

The blend of elements so warm and quite
Colors, the chaos all in spite
Take me in, to your deepest desires
A liquid dream and I conspire