Hope my dear, is a foolish thing
but to wake in its glow everyday!
dragonflies on fragile wings can’t
carry afar dreams they say.
But by my window fly high,
these fickle furtive whims!
In willows restive they sigh
waiting to unfurl and on their lap,
take me to Spring.

I could ask u to hold my hand,
To stick around and by me stand.
I could ask for the sun not to set,
on these days of winter rain,
and unholy summer sweat.
I could live with hungry ravens,
and the graffiti on three o seven.
The mind numbing sessions of IOS.
I would do it again, all over again,
and who knows even economics!
Differently though may be…

Time has come, though I dont want to part.
Fate seems like a game of darts.
But who knows what secrets
the crystal ball holds,
may be Delhi, may even be Rome!
But rooted here, shall be my heart.
Though I had sworn this shall be not.

Had made too many promises to begin with.
Too many wishes, too much to play with.
Life has been kind, and sweetly cruel.
What would I be without these duels?
Be kind my friend, don’t judge as I pass.
Who knows if we meet again,
what colour shall be the grass?

These steps they take me strangely close but far
Shadowed thoughts, slip away with the Answer
I know not where these lead, an angel’s lap or
a devil’s end, but to the flute I proceed
Though seeking you, dear friend.
Bent and gnarled is my mind, and my spirit lost
Is the world shattering or my sleep fraught ?
The Pillars are breaking, where hath You gone?
The sky falling, it shall end before long.
Your souls unstirred, safe in moral exile
No glimmer of hope, you say “it shall be fine“
You say dear friends that I sing of sorrow,
But can u tell whence shall come Tomorrow?

Choco-puddings, and the calories it cost.
Six days of intoxication, the friend I almost lost.
Of pennies thrown in the fountain of wishes
Wrong direction, damn, the Cupid misses!
Those endless days of my vegan living
Oh well, that was good ol’ punju thinking!
Of prejudices and values unknown,
Fiery tongues and unmeasured tones.
Of times you were not tame, but I won’t blame
It’s all the same now. All just the same.
The unforgivable sin, and
you who treated me like your next of kin.
Relax now, don’t bother with translation
There will always be more temptations,
And hopefully, wrong decisions.

Your voice is distant

And yet too loud.

You are affirmative,

I am in doubt.

You scream of your existence,

While I hide my face.

In shadows of reason,

I search solace.

You are the bitter truth,

I JUST Can’t face.

Yonder you shout,

As I flee from the reflection

and my irrational afflictions

For temporary arrangements.