Monday, June 19, 2017

Friend was there...

There she came, the girl,
the friend who deciphered me,
who ushered me in to a world of culinary
in a while fought and a betrayed a little
But the affinity sailed for a trifle
Alas! Rancour in hearts triumphed,
A journey so promising neared its end..

There came a boy, naieve and kind
he read my heart,
called me beautiful, when no one saw
was there when no one was,
Alas! Life betrayed my pal,
My friend was took a far....

There came a petite girl,
Read my eyes like a book,
instilled belief when it nowhere to look
Comforted and poured her love in wit,
Alas! Times changed
My friend and I distanced and moved apart

There came a strong lady,
Loving and kind,
Firercely protected me nice and fine
But fallacy took over, could never talk
Alas! Never got a chance
My friend left and away she walked.

There came a tiny friend
she met me perplexed
She took my mess as own,
but life's uncertainities took toll
Alas! Wish i can resolve.
My friend is unknown to my love

Friends come and go,
My love for all will be engraved when I am gone
Stories i have, memories built,
Unforgettable all
Grateful for moments and love
For needed they were in times
..but taken away, alas! Times have no right.

Wednesday, February 12, 2014



Its a norm, not a farce,

You think its forever, but alas,
In the moment u dont realise,
The joy it brings blinds
the fact; they may come and go

Losing yourself intogetherness
Giving your life to hopelesness
Trusting their empty promises,
You forget your lonely experiences
Which taught you they may come and go

The heart muddles again
Alas knows no restrain,
Believing everything ever told
As the illusion wraps the empty soul
and makes you forget; they may come and go

Soon enough palpability hits hard
Unable to apprehend,beats are fast
Trying to hold on,
Left breatheless,they move on
You refuse to believe; they may come and go

Breatheless,completly deranged
Tears streaming as you try to fade
away the delusions that you held
as a reality that you proudly acclaimed
Trying to accept; they may come and go

Getting up,dusting away the dust
Abandoned again to their bluff
Merciless is all you want to be
Brutal as no one would have seen
Anger accepts; they come and go

Callous and cold all you be
Never again is all you believe
Crushing your heart,crunching your teeth
Heartless you u be,sham all you see
Fucktards may come and go


Saturday, August 24, 2013


Lately have been waking up alone,
lil' bit of pang scattered all along,
getting cold inside out,
with all your memories I don't wana recall
Wandering, following your traces

The allegiance that was there,
can't be the same, am aware,
even the absence can't be felt,
just an agonising void you left,
Getting tougher to follow your traces

Trying to return to my sleep yet again,
nights getting tired all over again,
so I lift my hands and pray,
get the same hope you once gave,
in the midst of following your traces

Can’t help but look back,
the road,together we walked
lonely as it now seems,
without our zaniness it once screamed
Your traces nowhere to be seen

Journey will now be different,
on my own, with your reminiscence
decide to be crazy again, 
might never have tomorrow,
the time has come let you go
can’t follow your traces anymore

memory of aki :)

Wednesday, November 14, 2012


The times when you are chained,
to shackles of their fancy and surmise
numbed by wound that once pained
just obscured with their wrongs and rights

You listen and you see,
they assert and give you reasons
how convincing can be their deceit
mystified with their wrongs and rights

You are caught in your question
acumen their thoughts with your wringer
choked up with their observation,
unsettled with their wrongs and rights

You hold your breathe,
await for the coldness to clench you tight
to gather strength to be indifferent
be unfazed with their wrongs and rights

You try to give a sign,
but fizzled by their claims
so you sit as unaffected mime
left to chose from their worngs and rights

You don't wanna fall apart
save your naievity from their mights
wall your soul with a silent maul
from the clutches of their worngs and rights

In the seclusion when your left
shun away all the admonition
chase the voice from within
leaving their rights and wrongs behind

Follow the directions,
till you can be happy and be wise
as you want as yo please
standing upto their wrongs and their rights.

Sunday, April 29, 2012



What was it that made you so weak,
was it an illusion of dispair,
or absence of joy you always seek,
the reasons are too less,
cause why that night took you away

You were strong i believed,
not the one to give up easily
why,i could never perceive,
the macabre on the way
as the night that took you away

thought you  gonna be there 
for the time now and forever,
but then i could see next to never,
how can it now be forever;now,
halted by the night that took you away

the sense of the ending hasnt confirmed,
filling the time for
the hole ur absence affirmed,
nights tough to survive,
since the night that took you away

Reminisce of the times that songs bring
those that we sang together
assumed crazy when used to sing,
now left unsung as the unread letter, 
wish you could deceive 
the night that took you away

Must be Watching me from the above,
one thing you should always know,
we still a team, 
you had my back, now i have to own,
you will be happy and for my own
 cause that's my vow,
and spirit  will not be low,
by the night that took you away

Thursday, October 6, 2011


The ghost of the still is dedicated to the inner evil we all posses that reveals itself in that one moment of frustration and anger while we lose all our sanity to the devil and are just left with devastation of what we ones had.While you are caught up in that moment of stillness, when you lose your balance and surmise your own destruction, which was never there. READ ON.....

Halted in the moment,
that pierced you from the inside,
You wish moment to pass,
but 'the ghost of the still' resides

Boundless thoughts that wander
in lonely mind as a cloud,
blocks your afterimage,
cause the 'ghost of the still' blinds

Sadness that ones numbed you,
insanity that chased like the shadow,
temptation of annihilation of own,
compels you so 'the ghost of the still'

You held your breathe,
while the storm began to form,
looking in the debris of your hope,
that shows you 'the ghost of the still'

Destruction that catastrophic apparition leaves,
In search of the end,nowhere to be seen
left to collect the pieces of affiliations
cause 'the ghost of the still' deceives

Thursday, November 25, 2010

If this Daisy got Scared

Through the winters,through the autumn,
still carries the aura of fascination
with the innocense she wears
it makes me wonder if
this daisy ever got scared

The reticence that beckon the petals
make you want to imbibe her
the reverence she now carries
who can say
this daisy ever got scared

the one with the standout magnetism
was the one faced with most witherings
that were trounced upon,
and lead to new traquil splendor
with beauty she now carries who can say
this daisy ever got scared

Sunday, September 5, 2010

A sweet lil Lie

It was pouring love from the sky,
my heart just wished a goodbye
to one i miss in the rains that drizzle
a sweet lil lie i just managed to say

The shining arch that remind me
moments,precious to the heart that weeps,
"i have no reminiscence "i said
a sweet lil lie i just managed to say

heart wants its life back
it has no other way, but to say goodbye
forgive, its me that's dying here
a sweet lil lie is never easy to say

prayers shall be never be without you
and for the one who will truly love you
the way i wished i could one day
a sweet lil lie is way to me it alive...

it'll love till the beats stop
it knows it can't have you
still i say i don't want you
forgive,a sweet lil lie is just a way to love you


Monday, June 28, 2010

Reluctant Sail

Plethora of desires, bemuse my intention
anchoring the voyage isn't an option,
the me inside, wishes to change the direction
but will have to give all away
to continue the reluctant sail

The juvenile intellect that chose
needed time to be mature,
that intellect still reels
in my mind,willing to abjure
the reluctant sail unwilling to detour

Indisposition making the sail unwanted
wishing for a divergence
not the one made by me,
but one made by thee
reluctant sail makes me plea

How the voyage gona conclude
all this making me presume,
what will i do, where will i be
even when the voyage is complete
its not i wished, not i desire
i am obliged by the decision
taken by my juvenile intention

Saturday, May 15, 2010

There is Love for You

For those who have lost that special person in their lives to various terror attacks across the globe

I know it is hard when I say,
ask you to move along the way,
without the hands that you held so close
but baby you have to let it go,be brave,hurt no more
cause there is enough love for you

I know you curse the time, that took away
the smile, laughter,love you shared
but this is the time to ask the god you pray
let your baby pass the peaceful ray
cause there is enough love for you

I don't know if your wounds heal
Perhaps never know of how you feel
but baby you are precious to me
to the world,you loved to the hilt
believe,there is enough love for you

Baby, all that is not worth your hate
I know it is tough,don't bother fate
things now can't be changed
and be happy for today
for there is enough love for you

Now its time to make life beautiful,
for you,me, the world so wonderful
there are people in need of your love
people to give you all their love
yes there is enough love for you

Thursday, April 29, 2010

That's My Mom for You

She dances her way to the room
lights and chases away the gloom
makes everyone happy n at times fume!
that's my mom for you

Has a tendency to lose her cool
whenever people around her are fools
but makes a point of never being rude,
that's my mom for you

she loves her job all the more
works real hard to the core
never leave a task to sore
that's my mom for you

she is possessive for her family
but never expects the same from her family
is possessive but can't be possessed
that's my mom for you

Reminds me of fuhrer of Germany,
discipline matches with this felony
but has a heart of honesty
that's my mom for you

she makes friends real fast
has many friends in the world so vast
but as no time to maintain them alas.
that's my mom for you

she is freakingly funny
I can roll on the floor laughing
her antics are moronic
that's y mom for you

she has heart of diamond
gold,silver and platinum
most lovable and coolest person
that's my mom for you

luv you mom!!!


Saturday, April 10, 2010


Yeah,I know I am the one,
am gonna dance crazy cuz i ain't nun
oh don't preach I am having my kinda fun,
am going mad,just making that crazy run

having a shot early morning,still ain't blur
ain't got care this world,
cuz for me it ain't more than a merde
n I have a life I don't want it to suck

don't worry I ain't faint
its just that matter doing its job,like my saint,
don't worry it ain't Kurt Cobain
its just my spirit getting numb to my pain.

hey DJ let my ears blow out
ain't gona listen to their nonsense talk
oh no, time is running in my clock
so am gona do whatever I want

So wanted here,that party doesn't start
till the crazy fun girl is having a blast
madness ain't gonna stop
even does the world ain't gonna last

oh every little thing seem dancing,
yay!!its the magic that's drooling
change I wanna move to the latin,
do or I will call up Stalin

Oh I miss the nazis ,
wish I could be tortured under the fascists
yay!!I am a ain't jack
its just that I am around ugly sadists I am gonna fall
no,wait,leave I love this plot,
everything is fun even if false,
don't bother even if I am lost

Saturday, February 27, 2010


Its so sad, yet so true,
you disguise yourself and pretend,
every time, you sounded concerned,
still I don't want to know,it was just pretence

I am a fool,yes I was too,
to believe your reasons,
but psyche did tell, you had different visions,
still I would want to see your pretence

Your lies seemed beautiful,
your care more than real,
emotions that were sham,why does my heart still feel?
when your pretence fails it,still it pleads.

Shunning away from reality,the only choice
no matter how false you were
standing in the ruins of innocent gloom
still,all I wish your pretence was true

Monday, January 18, 2010


I am in pursuit of the of the identity,
that I could best identify with,
my essence is not in fidelity
with my heart,pleads who am I?

My soul is still alien to my intellect
the conflict carries with every beat
thoughts become tough to exchange and recollect
they are baffled,question who am I?

I fail to comprehend myself
I don't even know myself well
what I want,what I need
are not the only ones,who am I?

Am I right,Am I wrong
I can't answer,my heart is juvenile
people still taunt me,why am still not strong
I just reply,I dont know,who am I?

Don't know when complexities cease,
when I do stop and recognise
my inner spirit which is still under dreams,
and put an end to the question,who am I?

Monday, January 11, 2010


I have been here before
(a song, I have written, and composing)

It feels like my own,
it has so much in store
I am lost but somehow I know,
the way I have to go

Yes,I have been here before

Its long been in my mind,
why I don't belong to this species and this kind
But, now am here,the place I always had to find
and am happy that I don't need to hide

Yes,I have been here before

I had to hide and camouflage my passion
I had to move away hiding my chagrin,
people put up so many questions
which now I don't feel to answer

Cuz I have been here before

This place is so like me,
it has so much to give and there is so much to see,
its always been my fantasy
but now it is in me

I have been here before......

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Thank You for Being with Me

Thank You for Being with me
Its hard for me to say
things I have in my heart with me
I don't know if you care,but I have something to say,
Thank You for Being with me

You carry me when I am down
Lead me when I can't see,
Calm me when I am mad and unsound,
Thank You for Being with me

You hold me when I am lost,
become the air when I can't breathe
you are the warmth in the frost
Thank You for Being with me

Its when you love,
my pain seems to cease,
tenderly unwind my heart and soul
Thank You for Being with me

Some how I am scared to face alone
death, that's inevitable to me
without you I don't know how will I dare to go,
but even then I have to say

Thank You for Being with me......

Friday, December 25, 2009



I seem lost in the world,
don't know if I heard your word,
Now when I walk alone,
I wish I could have your love to own

Now that I am free,
I wish the walls closed on me,
wish I could have myself be death stoned
than have myself disowned

Wild wind that blew,
opened the doors to let me into rues,
of your memories which made me succumb,
sad, death couldn't come that soon

You used to say you will see me soon
but wait seems to long till the doom,
I wish I could have the key again
to the heart that kept me sane

Silence that creeps,
me under the memories under your breeze
makes it tougher for me to breathe
as the love for you refuses to cease

Can't stop your thoughts creeping my dreams
no more easy to find sleep,
impossible to find the reason for you
to refuse my existence, as if nothing new

I wish I could make you sense
your presence was much more than I ever sensed
Help me as you used to,
I am lost again,life I am going to lose

Saturday, December 19, 2009


The journey has begun,
memories presenting themselves as the rising sun,
collecting all the dissapointments and fun,
that's how voyage to the grave begins

Those who love, even those who hate,
strangely get together & ironically pray,
some for the soul, some still with hate,
that's voyage to the grave,even for the greats

Those who took the soul for granted, do regret,
why couldn't they support, when it needed the most,
instead now have to support its cascade to the post,
Voyage to the grave such goes,

For the soul, its tough to leave,
its not easy to see their smiles cease,
wants time, hence pleads,
Voyage to the grave thus bleeds

As the time ticks,to bid the soul goodbye,
even the pain seems to cry,
why my love had to die
and had to have Voyage to grave with a sigh

god bless mah family n friends.....

Sunday, November 29, 2009


This poem is on the behalf of the thousands of victims and thousands of collateral victims, who were shattered physically, mentally, emotionally to the core. on 26th Nov 2008 by just 10 men armed with huge explosives, who entered this country of mine which takes pride in being the military superpower in the world. I here say, that forgetting this horrible day will just excuse the leaders from being accountable for the job they failed to do. I am angry, angry at all those people who want me to forget 26/11, and carry on my life. I am helpless for I live in democratic society, but still have no choice but to live in fear for the people who were meant to protect me are just busy doing lip service.

Don't heal my wounds,
for i don't want to get healed
don't want my anger to be repealed
want answers for the my pain and sufferings that made me bleed

Don't heal my wounds,

for I don't want to forgive anymore
I want my wounds to sore
don't want to forget,what shattered me to the core

Don't heal my wounds,
excuse my spirit for few moments
I am sick of my resilience,
don't test my patience

Don't heal my wounds,
I don't long for your solidarity

neither your sympathy
I want answers for my apathy

Don't heal my wounds,
for the unreasonable reasons

you give me every season,
though I was attacked for no reason

Don't heal my wounds,
cuz I can still see the mother,
who lost her son in the terror

and still believes that her son will be back for the supper

Tuesday, November 17, 2009



Do not drop tears of your eyes,
Smile, cuz happiness are few,
don't fall, cuz its time to rise,
Smile, I am there for you

I know pain is there, time isn't right,
Smile, cuz reasons will be new,
Pain will be lost, need to fight,
Smile, I am ther for you

Stay quiet, your eyes do say,
Smile, tears are precious as dew
Let it go, I shall pray
Smile, I will be there for you

Don't worry, hope shall stay,
Smile, rays are coming for you,
Brighten yourself, don't shun away,
Smile, I am there for you

I know your aim is too far,
Smile, even though you have no clue,
end will be sweet not sour,
Smile, I am there for you

People with you, may not be happy,
Smile, while you are rebuked,
you have to be strong, not saddy,
Smile, I am there for you

My presence may not always be felt,
Smile, the bond need not be proved,
even when nothing much is left,
Smile, I am there for you


SILENCE DOESN'T SPEAK TO ME...... Vaccum seems to be airy again,
and I've no happiness to claim,
Wish there could be end to this dream,
as the silence doens't speak to me...

I try and camouflage my chagrin,
in the Euphoria of those who I say are mine,
Why the cycle seems to be mean?
why silence doesn't speak to me?

The isolation that had my love,
the inventions that were made in my clove,
seem far so gleam,
thus silence doesn't speak to me.

The symphony is indecorous,
The mirth of minbe is pretentious
this is acceptable as I seem,
I wait..
but, silence doesn't speak to me..

Wish the silence the Silence minces again,
before the cycle ends,
and tastes fresh as a 1000yr old wine
the Euphoria shall be prime
when the silence does speak to me.



I had a feeling, a confusion,
how come life is both cruel and kind?
to the relations, and creates fusion
and makes me wonder, who is mine?

Sweep of change,makes it ambiguous,
and makes me believe,that I can't never find,
true love that is so contagious,
and makes me wonder,who is mine?

How am I meant to sit and wonder,
for that splendourful sign,
the wait for which is tough & makes me surrender,
and then wonder, who is mine?

With all this I look up at the moon,
Expecting the one who shall be mine,
to be under this beautiful moon
and makes me wonder, who is mine?



(This episte of mine is specially dedicated to someone whom i consider my angel, I don't care what people think about him, I feel he was an angel to the world,that world failed to recognise)
I was waiting dusk to dawn,
but don't know where he is gone,
Why the God had him withdrawn?
Before the baby could sing his song...

I was waiting damn so sure,
of him burning the floor,
Why god had opened his door?
Before the baby could dance to the core...

I was waiting for him to cheer,
he fans, who were, oh so dear,
Why god took his chance to clear?
Before the baby could sing his prayers...

I was waiting to his face,
So happy and full of zest,
Why god put him to test?
Before the baby could enjoy and take some rest....

I was waiting time to pass,
seemed slow even when it was fast,
Why god designed the plan?
Before the baby could cheer his clan....

luv u mike...always will

Summer of 89'

Summer of 89'

Born in the Summer of 89'
with an artistic sign,
that a star as arrived
with hope,fun & pride.

Born in the Summer of 89'
gets better as a white wine,
who says great ones have died,
when one has just arrived!

Born in the Summer of 89'
honesty is her prime,
fed up with the hypocrisy around.
Who cares?World still moves round.

Born in the Summer of 89'
How are you? She says 'fine',
What else can be said?
When time to listen,by far, is dead!

Born in the Summer of 89'
born on the day one nine,
2.22pm was the time,
New Delhi was the place
and Krithika was she named......