Sailing on .

And I keep sailing on
With my wares and goods
Looking for land, where upon
I can throw my anchor in.
Weary and tired
The journey has been so long.
I wait
Looking upon the twinkling lights
Of the evening land
Life breathing and radiating
Calls me ashore.
Promises of love and all that in store.
Light breaks
Shining through the clouds
Excited to see a new ship
Waiting at the sea.
The day passes by
Discovering mysteries
Experiencing fantasies
Singing love songs
Breathing in the storms.
As the sun rolls on
To light up another land
And as I wonder
Do I drop my anchor on the sand
They tell me
What a good time we had
But like fantasies can't be realities
There's hardly space for niceties.
And I keep sailing on.

One

Look around,
People talking, laughing, bickering,
Taking all the pain
Of justifying.
This life.this existence
Searching, some for change
Some for consistence.
Finding meaning in emptiness
This vaccum is by design
Meant to bring as One ,
The parted children of the divine
Shrouded in this mystery
Blinded by the desire to be ,
Be one with the one ,just meant for thee.
The search carries on, centuries past
Into space and time, the universe so vast.
The moon and the stars ,
Stand witness to the quest.
The winds of ages whispering
Its relentless.
Look within?
If we are all but ONE ,
Then why the vaccum - why the parting?
Why need another to complete a feeling?

A lazy afternoon

You open your eyes,
To happy sunshine, peeping through,
the shades of greens,
the balmy breeze, swaying trees.
you look right , the sparrows just took flight
you never liked the sun much,
but i suppose, you are getting used to some post lunch,
lying there on the easy chair,
content with life,
peace , thats what you wanted right ?
And there she is ,  now sitting next to you
running her hand through your long dark hair
just the way you always liked, fingers fair.
 Ice cold coffee , sweating out next to you
classic burning out , adding a smoky film to your view
The phone rings,
and she smiles at you and goes to answer it
your pout says you don't want her to go....
you close your eyes, waiting for her so.

and a sudden cool breeze, rustling in the trees
a familiar scent, from a lifetime away
you open your eyes, but the moment's passed by...

Wish I was just an amusement park

Wish I was just an amusement park
The giant wheel ,taking u high and low
The blood rushing to your head,
The winds screaming in your ears,
 Erratic heart beats fast and slow.

Wish I was just an amusement park ,
The Merry-go-round , blurring out your vision
For a moments hallucination
Merging realities, prolonged ecstasies.

Wish I was just an amusement park,
The candy-floss, pink sugary surrender
The child within coming alive.
The luxuries of being naive
Taking you away to memories of forgotten wonder.

Wish I was just an amusement park.

Who are you fooling

Questions , they bother you.
Questions , they are no longer new.
Questions that your mind ask,
Questions, that you don't want .
The truth is ,
The answer is known,
It's has always been there, glaring at your face,
Taunting, haunting , hurting ,twisting around , round and round,
White lace.
Soft, trusting, delicate, dreamy, harmlessly so,
Leaving marks , ugly red gashes , twisted in patterns
Scars , they will never go.
Ignore them for a while ,
It might buy you some time.
Questions,
They will return, Creeping in , when you are least expecting,
And the truth is, you knew the answer all along,
It will not change, how many ever times you ask the same questions.
Ignore them for a while ,
It might buy you some time.

Waiting in the rain

Sitting at the edge of the world ,
Waiting , waiting since ages old.
Waiting for you to find me, join me
To show yourself.
Looking down, on the glistening town...
Now I fear not, that you shall never come,
Now I fear of-  not finding you ...
Not seeing you ,
Through the sheets of rain,
Rain. Rain of pain.

Damn the human mind !!

Ever since I have started working , i dont remember taking a holiday and staying at home sleeping and eating ... its been almost 9 yrs ... today , i find myself forced to take rest for a week at least, with a sprained ankle ... and trust me i was not happy to hear that i will be stuck in bed for a week or more...
I don't really feel sick just that i cant move ...

Not that i never took holidays or leave from work, but for me holidays are always about travelling and going places, which obviously has its own set of planning to be done and decisions to be made.

I was whining about this situation when a friend told me that some force ( divine / universal/ unknown) has decided that i need this rest and making me take it!!! could be true.. and it got me thinking..

Have I forgotten to take it easy ?? Yeah..life has not been a bed of roses , but a little bit of fight do get me what I want ... but not having to do anything / make any decisions/ not being engaged constantly to find a solution to a problem .. this seems new to me :) ... i feel light and i am not able to accept this feeling ..

now the worry is ... is it ok to feel so light ?? :) damn the human mind !!