Loss.....

On the boil my sweet blood
it went on from dawn to desk
lingering nausia and that weightlessness
crept up an up till my neck

Took a deep breath, just to breathin
the very same fumes of my boiling blood
it went right up then burnt my soul
and the pain ..i lovd all of it

Some say its acid...some say its ice
but i wont take the things they say
its neither acid and never ice
its something else which once was sweet

Filth....

i wrote these lines amidst a thought
a thought of joy which made me cry
why it made me write these lines
was it joy ... was it tears

a few hours back i went to walk..
amidst the clamour of the wheels..
off i went to a dirty land..
to see some filth pure n straight..

why i went its not easy to tell..
may be to laugh may be to weep..
but sure i felt filth crawling by
benith my feet inside my soul..

i touched its scaly rugged skin..
i smelled its slimy dirty breath..
it tried to flash a pale dead smile..
off came out a million worms..

a beam of joy came flashing by..
and filled my soul with contention..
look at this filth and its rotten state..
and look at me with my fragrent skin.

then i saw a pair of eyes..
it was indeed filled with tears
and more than tears i saw a shine..
a shine so rare..a shine so pure..

it talked about an unbound love..
it sang so sweet of lovely dreams..
it was the eyes of my filthy thing.
the dirty thing ..the despised one..

i tried to do a nice quick search..
i searched my soul for those two things..
i searched for the shine of love..
i searched for the shine of dreams..

i couldint find a single one..
to match the shine of my filthy thing..
then i sat and wrote these lines..
thinking of the filth in me...

A look......

i saw him look with those sweet old eyes
a look of love ..a look of joy..
he had no shirt..his legs were bare
all he had was an old tin bowl

he came to me with a toothy grin
thrust his hand infront of me
what he want he did not tell
but that look of his told me all..

i gave him cash ...he did not take
i gave himm food ..he did not take
i knew the look and knew his want
but what he want i could not give

without love and with out food
he treaded on all these years
but all he want is a bit of hope..
a bit of hope which i need the most..

Glimmer.......

Today I sang and gazed at stars

Sitting on a worn out bridge

A wave or two came to be with me

As I sang my lonely song

I sang about my long lost hope

I sang about my long lost will

Did I cry ..dont know for sure

But I sure wept through my song

Minutes and hours went tickling by

Still I sang with all my heart

It was a song of broken dreams

It was a song of utter pain

Riding the winds ..and through the clouds

An eagle came and caught my song

he went past me with a mocking smile

And to took my song a place unknown

The night was dark and the sea in pain

The big black bird was no were near

I felt alone without my song

It was all I had to call as mine

A flash was seen in the midnight sky

With the brightness of a million stars

Along came a nymph divine

And started to sing her song of joy

Deep inside my dieing soul

I felt a song welling up

It was not of broken dreams

It was not of utter pain

I started to sing my new found song

The song of hope…the song of love

I turned to thank that lovely nymph

For giving me my song of joy

She smiled at me and kissed my lips

And sang these words and went away

"I am the love that will make you free"

"Free as the eagle which took your pain"