I am not afraid of darkness
Why should I be?
The brightest of all lights
Is shining within me.

The tears are yours,
the pain is mine
The wounds are yours,
the blood which runs out?
Mine.
The fears are yours,
the trials are mine
The problem is yours,
Just who the hell am I?

Lips of an angel
Her skin, sun-kissed
Hard to bid farewell
Beauty descends upon her bliss.
That curve on her lips
The structure of those hips
Her smile, jailed you in ecstasy
For her, your nights you skip.
Exploring deeper down,
Her beauty matches her ego
Her body hides her corrupt soul
Jealousy, hatred and disloyalty
Her heart—rotten, beastly and stole.

The sea kissed the shore
The earth made love to the core
The heavens opened wide their gates and doors
Icy drops of fresh rain blessed the floor.
The fog masked over the moon
Nocturnal lovers cherishing the boon
As nice as under an umbrella in summer noon
Kids licking honey off a silver spoon.
Thoughts of beautiful things flock my mind
The feeling is indescribable
The impossible happen
When you look into my eyes like you do.

"What great deeds have you done
for God to bestow blessings upon you?
Ask yourself
Are you worthy?
Have you not turned down the needy?
Do you realize the concept of empathy?
Are you sin-free?
Speak up!
Tell me why you want everything you wish for."
The angel softly whispered.


"I don't know.
All I know is that I'm not bad enough to be going through this."
replied he.

She can see her dreams
But cannot reach out to them
She is the bird in an open cage
With wounded wings.

"Run!" -heavy breathing-
You cannot trust them
Please.. Don't wait for me
Go..
If you have faith in me, don't ever look back.
Promise me.. "
His voice was trembling
I know you want me to come back
Take me into your bleeding arms
How can I forsake you?
If this means my death, so be it
Your beautiful eyes, I need a sight of 'em
.. And so, I did turn around to run into his arms
-silence-
-collapsing onto the ground-
No.. NO!
I was bathing in his sacred blood
Moaning and screaming till it thundered
The silence was deafening
My slaughtered heart stared at the corpse
of the man that I saw God in
My tortured heart stared at the corpse
No..*

Woke up, gasped, started to cry out
You rushed into my room to wash away all my doubt
I wiped my tears and hugged you tight
.. this, yet one more proof of how lucky I am to give and get love
from people
Including you, or without.

The limitless array of the animistic Jewels—Each fighting their magnetic urge
To come together as one, a forever lasting passion dripping off their kiss
Twinkling within the soul of the observer
Magically, like in an illusion, like one huge celestial trance
No gem on Earth can compete with the star
She is beauty beyond compare.

The ancient array of the mountain ranges — Some holding hands
Others neither eclipse, call out nor meet
Arising from the ground, leaping high tearing into the sky
A magnificent vision, an inspiring sight
The earthly mountain cordillera —
The anklets that adorn Mother Earth's precious feet.

Wandering around aimlessly with life taking speed and power
Kingdom Meteora devastating the passionate darkness around
Go ahead, wish the wish of your life
Lover, conqueror, dreamer — Abducted from your material world
Here, you found your self
As not all those who wander are lost.

Flowing with grace, inborn pride and honor
Sultry, sensual, worldly, wisely
Beautiful transparent, suspicious translucent or dangerous blue-green opaque
The Ocean sings to us the secret lullaby
Gushing and roaring out loud like a woman forced into burning pyre
Whispering her twilight prayers — seductively into your ear
Leaving you boundless and bare,
and to your imagination, she stretched it a far far way.

Once you know what heaven feels like,
It simply becomes the hardest thing
to survive between four walls
to survive among people
and eventually
die.

His words pacify my thoughts
Painting my busy mind an angelic shade of white
Upon me, he cast his spell
Gave me wings, a halo and set me to flight.

He walked up to his Piano with a smile
Within a minute, I could feel chills down my spine
The way he threw his head back
The way his fingers explored those white keys so fine

Lost in a trance, tears run down my eyes
My wish has come true because of him
Instead of crying because I am weak or meek
My tears I have devoted to music, my loyal mate.

How humble, how naive, how passionate
Despite the surrounding drama and his oscar fame
Words, he doesn't use them much
And to his enigmatic freshwater ocean of Music,
I am a happy slave.

Ignite my soul
Welcome my pleas
Smirk at my grief
Steal it all away, please.
Excite my skin
Invite me to kin
Show me how scary life can get
Steal it all away, please.
Dance around me while I sob
Employ my sorrow
Pay me for each teardrop I shed
Steal it all away, please.
Pleasure my senses
Unleash my beast
And just when I think I need to cry
Steal it all away from me, please.

Pause before you say Life is unfair
Learn to make a single flower your garden
Master the art of saying No
Learn to keep curiosity under control.
Watch all your hopes shatter
Just to build them over again once more
Admire before you criticize
Get rid of that good-for-nothing ego.
Following rules or spontaneously living the moment
The choices are always yours
But like the great men always say
Be the change you want to see in the world.
Remind yourself of these things every day
And Ah! What a work of art you are
There is none on this planet
Who is just the kind of beautiful you are.

Walking on the wet September grasslands
Waiting for you as I smile to myself
The hours they swim through the rough shore of time
Ignoring the weather, welcoming the cold
My feet kicking off those tiny stones
They do not know where they belong
My head faced down, eyes staring at the ground
Oh, what an unusual treat
of curious mystery pumping through my veins
This silence, one may call it absurd
But right now, it's the tune to my song
The clock strikes twelve and yet
You are to be seen no where around
Is there ever going to be a limit to my madness?
I know the truth
I shan't be seeing you anymore
So, I walk my way back
Back the wet September grasslands
Smiling to myself
All the way home.

Let your thoughts flow
like a river out of your pen
Don't care if it rhymes
Just make sure you lie within them
Weave them into one fine poem
Again, neither edit nor condemn
Frame it and you will be having
A masterpiece in the end.

Lost in the darkness, you slowly float by
Your heart feels like the hollowness of the black hole's eye
You hate it down there, I can see why
Those creatures are cunning, supernatural and sly
Lost in the moment, do you see that light?
Just move on, I see you want to stop by
Asteroid, Nebula, Pole Star, Meteorite
Now you see none of them and you wonder why
This is celestial bliss, you human spy
This is universal, no international flight
Down there on Earth, you snuggle during darkness
Once you're here, you marry the night
No walls to hit hard, spare your fists and lies
Just endless memories of vacuum
This pure, yet this high
In the end, your stuffed up suit catches your eye
You want to scream, throw it off and fly
The darkness—you mistake it with death
You realize you miss the cloudy blue sky
But seriously, hold on to me
And within me, discover new life.

Like a God, you smiled at me
A warm one, a humble one
Turning my heart inside out
Little did I know that the next moment
My grievances would vanish,
That I would smile along
"Will everything be fine?"
I whispered looking into your eyes
"Everything is fine, dear", you said
And like a God, you blessed me with a smile.

Old days
Rusted dreams
The sound of those times
I need to feel your touch
Best friend, I miss you already
Your lovely eyes
Smiling into mine
I can't take care of myself
Like you can.

Weaving my fairy tales
Discovering your thoughts
Making your thoughts my visionaries
Tickling the touch-me-not.
Listening to your stories
Smiling at the confusion of your art
Uncovering your glory
I take time, I won't depart.
Playing with your fingers
My reminiscent laughter
Your fragrance around me it lingers
Like yesterday and hereafter.
Your dreams, I see they shine
Let me enter your royal dungeons, my castle
My passion, within you I completely lie
Your beauty runs beneath your skin
stuffed up in your heart.
Singing to you my goodnight lullaby
Waking you up with a cup of cold coffee
You are a part of my passion
I study your mind
You render my heart
You are the biggest mystery yet
Through the words which my pen carve
You fearlessly impart.

Indian Legends.

The Legend of Triambakeshwar
The supreme Lords, Brahma and Vishnu
On that auspicious day were fighting for the highest milestone
For honour
Claiming Wisdom
Voicing out their mighty combat impale
At that very moment, a resplendant pillar
Emerged, took form before them
Standing tall into the skies and stooping low spearing the Earth.
Brahma and Vishnu saw the pillar
As an examiner of infinite Wisdom
They both decided to find either end of the pillar
to prove their supreme position.
Brahma took form of a swan
to find the topmost portion of the pillar
Vishnu turns into a Boar, being the land's wild driller
to discover the bottom part of this pillar.
Brahma returns and lies to Vishnu
"I Have Found My Goal, 'O Vishnu"
Lord Vishnu surrenders with a humble heart
A fruitless effortless failure.
This pillar is no ordinary pillar
The Legend holds it as the sacred Linga
The Lord of Lords, the destroyer of Evil
The three-eyed one, the blue-throated one
Neelakanta,Shiva,Mrida,Rudra
Dayakara,Hara,Mahes­hwara
The Lord with 1008 titles of honour
Ageless, timeless, formless,
Limitless.
Shiva cursed Brahma that day dusk
"Your foul deceit smells above this land, Brahmadev
Punishment is a part of crime.
You shall never be worshipped under the stone-carved.
Temples shan't have place for you"
Brahma, enraged, growled upon the Lord
"Your greatness shall be pushed into this Earth
Into the same pillar, the Linga!
At the foot of Sahyradri, your abode lies
from now,
till forever comes."

Dear Fearless Devotee, know this that you must
On the dark midnight of this hand-chosen day
Maha Shivratri
The Holy Linga takes form as the Lingodbhav Moorti
At the blessed land of Triambakeshwara.
From underneath the Earth,
Like a descendant from the skies
The ruler of the seven worlds
Bhu, Bhuvas, Svar, Mahas, Janas, Tapas, Satya
The invincible source of destruction
Of the Seven Hells, Paatala
*Atala, Vitala, Sutala, Rasaataala, Talatala, Mahaatala,
The Patala.

Without a lover who'd slash your heart
Or an impudent cut across your cheek by your step mother
Without the pain, without things to bother
Without the mosquito and the rat,
Without Malaria and plague to smother
You will be living in paradise
Dear friend, you just realized
This is Earth, the devil's prada.

La la la
La la la
Mmmhmm
La la la
♫ ♪
Dear Heather
I remember the time
When your father came up with your name
That fine saturday morn
The sixth day of May
I remember the time
When you wailed in my arms
You promised with your innocence
That you will never do us wrong
♫ ♪
Today you sleep on my lap
Taller than I am
Busier than I was
Lovelier than I ever could be
. . .
. . .
♫ ♪
La la la
La la la
Mmmhmm
La la la
♫ ♪
Go to sleep my beautiful baby
Remember that I am always here
You are all big and grown
You are now fighting this mighty world.
To me,
you're still that gorgeous infant
I held memorable decades ago. .
♫ ♪
La la la
La la la
Mmmhmm
La la la
♫ ♪.

*kisses good night.

You have seen those cheerful kids
Flying kites high up above
Bearing a happy heart, lighter than a feather
No worries, just innocent thoughts.
The kites feel like they've conquered the silver clouds
Though they fly many many layers beneath 'em
Their abstract vanity and enduring pride
got them strangled over tree tops.

You have seen those sulking self-haters
Flying kites high up above
With a hope to escape memories of the ghosts
To forget the evil they long ago bore.
The kites, they seem to refuse to speak
Owning souls too heavy to fly,
Urging to die.

You have seen those random kites
Stringless, wandering in the sky up above
Lost their way trying to discover themselves
Ending up somewhere and falling in love.
The kites, they feel they are way too different
To survive with the other ones in a normal world
Hungry souls, creative eyes
In a clear blue sky, they don't know where to hide.

Tangled strings, tired wings
Irritating distractions, infinite other things
Restless kites, not even sparing the dark nights
Worthy ones and unworthy ones
We all know one thing

Kites are meant to fly.

You never complain when joy hits you,
a taken-for-granted part of life.
Why do you wail over the misery then?
Arise, awake and strive.

She moves those hips hypnotically
As she smiles through her slender long fingers
Speaking with her big beautiful onyx-black eyes
Ah, Will you just look at her grace?

Her saree painted rich brass
With amber brown motif on the edges
Heavy indian anklets adorn her ankles
Her skin so golden on which sunshine sketches.

Glorious, every little move she makes
Flamboyant, her mehendi feet, the way they part and meet
All the energy any strong man can have,
Reflected in her elegant femine beauty, sincere and discreet.

Like a goddess, she holds her head high
And showers you with her immortal blessings
When she gets down the stage with a humble smile
You'd exclaim "paradise on earth" with a sigh.

He smiled at me a divine smile
Which sent a shiver down my spine
I stood there with my jaw dropped low
As I take in reality and feel my heart glow.

He raised his brows and waved his hands
As I bend towards him for one touch
I stop when his lips part and say
'This is a daydream, Bye.'

O, beautiful oyster pearl
betwixt the oyster shell
Thy radiance defeats that of fullsome satin
that behind the morning sun dwell.
O, glorious oyster pearl
henceforth you are the Queen
resting on your strong mate
amidst the oyster shell.
O, aesthetic oyster pearl
Thou art ravishing I see
Wither do ye flee?
Please stay and sleep here for me
I shall watch all stages of you
Young, dynamic and fair or
old, antique and sea-green.

A wound cut deep causes the bleeding pain
A heart slashed into slices, pain pleads you to flee
The pain when the one you love walks off your destiny's moment
is the pain you feel when you've failed your purpose and dream.
The pain when you are estimated to be under what the common world is;
The pain when your dear child grows too big to cuddle in your arms
The suffocating pain, the meaningless pain
All these are different yet share the same demean.

The most horrible pain is that of regret
The most miserable, waiting for death;
A parent's heart is dripping love and ancient discipline
while a teen's pain is that of guilt, disdain, disrespect.

Alas, Is there something someone can do
to avoid this pathetic feeling of pain?
He is heartless, he is shameless
Daunting your soul like an innocent four years old phantom.
Out of all these years I've been breathing
the only way I see is to
Relish the stinging in the heart,
Cherish that bittersweet soul
enjoy the pleasure
because it won't explain to you it's cause
unless you fall in love with the pain.

She shines bright like a diamond in the dust
with dreamy silver droplets floating on her crust
A warm sense of serenity descends upon your shoulders
when you close your eyes to think of her.

She catwalks on the red carpet of the skies
and moonwalks her way into the foggy background
She hides behind the clouds and blushes
If you catch a glimpse, you'll never stop staring by.

When the world runs low on sunlight
She marches to all center of the sky
With a billion thousand platinum rhinestones alongside her
She sings a lullaby to the babies hypnotized by the dark night.

I know you don't care
but again, a part of you does
So, here I am once again
telling you tales of all that I was.
There was a man in my life
who now, maybe left
but I still see him crystal clear every time I close my eyes to blink.
He still laughs out loud like a careless little kid
He still walks his way into stranger hearts
just to experiment, yes
He does not love
But I don't know what made me fall for him
Whatever it is, definitely it ruined me
in the most beautiful way, in the most terrible way
I am devastated at what he made of me.
He ran past me on Monday
On Tuesday, he took the trouble to look at me
He smiled at me on Wednesday
and on Thursday, got me head over heels
I smiled at him back that evening
Friday, I don't know why he said 'please'
He kisses her before me on Saturday
and Sunday, he comes to check on me.
He drew me wild and crazy
I forgot who I am.
The best of all the story is that
Every week he still plays his game
Holding my heart in his palms and watching me writhe in turmoil
but I still breathe in the pain
Smile at him when he wants me to
I know he is a disgrace to planet earth
but at least, he troubles me to the extent of joy and bliss.

Thank you for the love that you give me
Thank you for all those beautiful smiles
Thank you for the soul that you share with me
Thank you for you said you are mine.
Thank you for all those passionate stares
Thank God I met you, my dear
Thank the heavens for you flew with me there
Thank you for tenderly caressing my hair.
Thank you for giving me incredible faith
Thank you for all the affection, you care
Thank you, I just don't know what to say
Thank you for you always add beauty to my day.

I am a dreamer
My imagination is tender and untouched
But if you dare interrupt my voyage
I'll crumble your bones with every single touch
and bellow like a ravaging bull
Yes.
Nothing much.

My soul is an ocean and you've dived into it deep
Ignoring no little thing you see
discovering all that I have deep down within me
You got me to realize the purpose of a mate
with whom one can share a soul as antique as that of mine
You swam deeper and deeper and deeper
until you've conquered the whole of me
This body was mine and now it is all yours
This soul was mine but now we share it , of course
Dear Savior, dear discoverer
I have loved you for a million years
and I shall do so for a million more.

Lilies, Blossoms, Roses, Dandelions
You made my barren heart a garden.
The fragrance, the pleasure, this feeling I can't measure
Give me a break, I beg your pardon.

The Rainbow, the sunset, Fog and Aurora
Delicate and tender, you painted my form.
The sight of all the work you've done
Made me strong, caused my heart to harden.

A snake, an eel, salamanders and reptiles
You sat there still and watched me slither on the floor.
You smiled and ****** my pain away
from my wounded heart and my naked soul.

Passion, Endurance, ***** Love
For a moment I stopped to stare into your eyes.
When I saw these three I have mentioned
I knew that you are my guardian in disguise.

I am just fourteen but my immortal soul is sea green
Old and antique like my grandfather's shattered canteen
Realistic like Déjà vu and alive like death and demean
It has grown tough and stubborn like wood covered with jade green.

In Poetry, nothing is a mistake
For a poetess, the paper is the strongest stake
Which allows her to sculpt her mind's hunger,
Ever-lasting, bittersweet and opaque.

In Poetry, no plot is a sin
You are free to voice your imprisoned thoughts
where, to your own little land of dreams and nostalgia,
You are the invincible king.

In Poetry, you discover all those astonishing things
which stranger eyes cannot see, they're blind
So you use them to build your halo and wings
with not a single competitor around you who clings.

In Poetry, you are a free human
where no one would ask you to work.
In your land, you work with imaginary crewmen
and their company will never cease you to smirk.