Poetry for thought

Title: Lurking

Lurking.

You are lurking in my mind.

I should be thankful that

you are not lurking in my bed.

Melancholy.

Deep, deep sadness.

It grips me in those moments

that you lurk into my mind.

Miserable.

I am so very miserable.

Your memories are making ripples

in oceans that are already wild.

Desirable.

Miserable desires.

poetry for thought

title: split

my dearest,

i have not written in a while,

but it seems to me that this may be a verse,

or maybe just words.

who knows what you hold in your heart,

who knows of the future that may change,

four lines,

with a comma.

at the end of which a full stop,

a period; as some say,

maybe ill include an exclamation,

just to scream out your name!

music fills the spaces,

monotony of a day that i do not adore,

men and women i cannot have,

those are the spaces i haven't yet filled.

my dearest,

find your heart soon,

hold it close, kiss and hug it,

for it maybe the only one you find.

i miss you,

and i dream of you, of your lips,

when i might kiss them again,

and i have written now.

written at your demand,

not knowing what i typed,

all i know is that this reached you,

all i know is that you may feel.

tell me your secrets,

spill out your deepest desires,

or maybe share silence with me,

but just let me in on your plans.

my dearest,

here you have my words to you,

split all over, at random,

what have you to say to me??

feb 22, 2012

poetry for thought

title: inspiration..... ?

and then it starts again,
words don't find mediums,
kisses don't find lips,
hands don't touch.

head spins,
rains stop,
clarity is blurred,
inspiration..... ?

fly away,
swim away,
escape,
try. try.

still life,
photographs,
typing, typing,
where are the conversations?

i want a flood,
a hurricane maybe,
tempest as they used to say,
inspiration..... ?

boo. hoo.
its a standstill.

clarity, maybe,
and then life takes over..

you and me

hey you,

how are you? its been a while..hope all is good at your end.
i miss you so very much. suddenly feel so very lost.
i never was as close as want/ed to be, yet i feel so very lost without you.
without your whispers, without you.

there was a hail storm today. and i thought of you, it was a purple sky at the storm's end.

how is she? and is he planning to be married soon?
are you.....?

i want to hug you. hold you for a while.
kiss your neck, your lips.

you are there and i am here.

have you heard this song? i can't stop playing it over and over again...
"and i can barely look at you, and every single time i do, i know that i can make it any where away from here"

do you ever think of me? am i just a moment that has already passed you by?

i miss you.
i really do.
"to think i might not see those eyes, makes it so hard not to cry, and as we say our long goodbyes, i nearly do"

i did. the day you said you were leaving i did. i did when u held me.
i did when you spoke to me, i do.. i sometimes still do..

i do miss you. i know i have already said it. but saying it over and over might make you listen...maybe.

do you even listen to me? most of the time i am just a background score.
just a passing moment.

i wish you could see the night sky from my window.
its purple sometimes.. your favourite colour.

love,
me

new, maybe

heart break season it seems to be.
it rains. drizzles. green.
clock ticks.
time stops.
the room stays still.
looks the same, smells the same.
yet everything is different.
not new, but different.
feels like the blood from the body is slowly being drained.
drained.
mind slips away.
another day, not new, but different.
its all the same, but the heart feels heavier.
forgotten the way out.
just a routine, just a moment, just..

you and me.
me and you.
what do we do?

i am back

rain again.

reminds me of a time when we were so free that riding half way around the city in thunder storms were the best thing that happened to us.

of when pakodas and chai were the only meal on a rainy day. sometimes just a cigarette and laughter.

we just sat around those days. nothing tangible to talk about. nothing to do. just sit around and talk to each other about something, anything.

and now, looking back, those were the best days.

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it rains today. life has changed so much.

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oh how i is loving the rain :)

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"i'm siiiinging in the rain"

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time goes by. seconds slow down. music plays throughout.

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pitter patter of rain in my ear and i just want to sit around and do nothing. i want to relive a few seconds from a different time.

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bangalore, i love you. :)

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welcome.

i am sorry i have not been updating the blog. if you are waiting, i am back.

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My status msg: TALK random; the outcome

July 01, 2009
Wednesday


BB: ???????
talk?
random?

me: ya, no one s talking
so something random also would be nice
:)

BB: to you?
wat makes u say tat?

me: i mean, everyone is silent
just generally
everyone needs some random talk once in a hwile

BB: okay
go ahead
start

me: so did u see the colour of the sky today?

BB: yes
i love the blue
as a child
i used to think
if i could flip it
and then dive into it

me: wow
that would a good plan
then the clouds would be the fishes and the stars would be??

BB: flowers
yellow ones

me: oh, yes yes
so we need some birds also..
the sunlight

BB: sun light would be like tat one foot lonely paths
me: ohhh yes yes

BB: just wen you wanted to take a lonely walk

me: ehhh wait wait

BB: okay

me: it would be a lonely swim in the flipped sky with the cloud fishes and star flowers
:)

BB: oh yea
those rocky bottoms with caves
those are the sun lights

me: ohhh
yes yes
and the rain is?

BB: music
just keep you ears close to the top layer

me: ahhh, yes i agree
what will we do for food?
and sleep?
:P

BB: it will be air for food
and sleeps
we will float

me: hmm
nice
i like this place already
so when do we go?

BB: today
we our eyes are droopy
wen mind go blank
wen you need fantacy to fake talk
tats the day
tats the minute

me: good, ill pack some swim wear
(and putting this chat up on my blog)

BB: he he he
you could
i am gonna be wearing
my denim and white shirt

me: ohh yes yes
but u see i cant swim
so i am gonna wear swim wear
cos in the sky i can swim :)

BB: here all can swim
you feel light
you feel elevated
never drown
cause you don't dream there

me: yea, so only i have to wear swim wear :) otherwise when will i get the chance to wear it?

BB: only the weight of dreams can drown you
anything is good here
so

me: :) good
now we have a plan

BB: yes
a pla in the blues
*plan
blue is a promise
a promise
of the day

me: and the fishes and the flowers and the caves and the food and the bed

BB: yes
so i'm gonna call
it the food
air roast

me: and the bed- hope floats

BB: yes
nothing or none can pull you down
everything floats
music makes all out there beautiful with a lil blush
a pink on the cheek

me: and a smile to wrinkle the cheeks :)

BB: yes
high spirited
light hearted
painess
*painless
you will forget how to cry

me: and no questions to answer

BB: yes
just chase you desire/ heart
no check posts
no mirrirs
*mirrors

me: no traffic :P

BB: you don see your reflection
you don judge yourself
truth is the moment

me: and the sky is the water

BB: and the tree are the shadows
suspended
upside down
*trees

me: the trees are the sky now

BB: yes
probably they are clouds in the new sky
brb

9 minutes

me: http://pridenoprejudice.blogspot.com/ listen to the song called blue

6 minutes

BB: okay
listen to rains
so how did ya like your random conversation?

me: WAS GOOD :)
thanks

BB: he he he
anytime
i'm a dreamer

me: we all are at some point
:)

BB: bye
meant off from chat

me: haha
yes yes
tata

BB: tatas

47 minutes later, words were formed

BB: http://basilspoetry.wordpress.com/

me: nice
:)

thoughts

smell of stale cigarettes,
a tooth ache that kills,
puddles of water at my feet,
clouds moving slowly,
every colour seems brighter,
even black.

birds drying their feathers,
unrecorded thoughts,
slow breathes, deep breathes,
tooth ache still alive,
sounds of water exiting a building,
the after glow of rain,
stillness of trees,
echos of silence.

i am thinking of secrets,
of whispers in someone's ear,
of kisses in between,
of a smile and the successive blush.
....a pause to remember,
to feel the rain,
a kiss to remember, a touch to cherish.
sounds to hear,
music to make,
sights that could bring tears.
rain brings joy,
it brings everything.

rain. bliss.

-18 may 09

sunday scribblings: i come from

i see the earth so clearly now,
the winds carry my soul to her,
the clouds bursting with joy,
enveloping the silence in.
the rush of the wind seeps through,
the soul of the clouds swallow the silver lining,
the earth sprouts new life,
the trees sway in joy.
smiles everywhere,
laughter and joy aloud,
love is in the air,
and i soar above it all.
seconds go by like minutes,
clouds are impatient,
the winds play a while,
the sky is almost black.
i take my time to reach the beginning,
i watch and smile to myself,
the winds, the clouds, the earth,
they wait for my rein.
i kiss the sky hello,
i caress the wind,
the clouds let go,
sweet kisses i rain on the earth.
the winds speed,
the clouds laugh,
the earth slips into my world,
i am the rain.

i am the rain,
i come from the heavens,
i rain on you,
and i will never stop.

i bring joy, i bring tears,
i bring the storm,
and i bring the calm,
i am the rain, i come from the heavens.

i am the rain,
this moment you will never forget,
when elements join hands,
when everything spills emotions unknown.

i am the rain,
i come to you and drag you to me,
the time is here, for us to be together,
for us to make love, for our souls to be one.

i am the rain,
i bring heaven to you.

-Prompted by: Sunday Scribblings

its time

the summer is taking a break today. cloudy skies envelope our little world.

the winds carry songs and laughter. the rain is coming. a little surprise for our heated bodies.
a well appreciated surprise. who cares what tomorrow is going to feel like.

today it will rain. if not, these winds and clouds soothe the heart.

i love the rains and all that it brings along!

"come into my arms,
let me hold you for eternity.
drops, drops, drops......come,
its time....i have missed you."

day of randomness

"tangled dreams,
submerged souls,
kissing rains and soaring skies."

its been raining a lot lately. lullaby for my ears while i begin the night.
she puts me to sleep, keeps me awake.

purple haze, green haze, yellow haze,
colours everywhere. confusion too.

inks of colours,
inks of dreams,
inks of kisses,
inks of love,
inks of music.

colours. colours. colours.
music. music. music.
rain. rain. rain.

i emerge and submerge,
we drown and survive,
swim towards the sky,
dance to the rain.

fishes talk,
leaves sing,
walls become friends.

tears. tears. tears...
my soul cries and wails.

words don't find a medium today,
yesterday, maybe even tomorrow.

untangle me....

moving and the rain affair

i woke up to the most beautiful weather that bangalore can offer.
its the monsoons again, and i am loving it!

i woke up to the pitter patter of rain and realized that i love my room too much. i have spent a good 8 years of my life here, the part which i actually remember. new new things in the room since the first year, but the room has been my shrine.

the view is absolutely amazing and i could have night or day by just moving the curtains. however, i did loose that advantage a year or so ago, due to termite (or they could have been aliens) attack (and my rage that those b*&%#@$s were there; so i broke the wood thingy holding the curtain and left it in my back yard). these termites made a noise, a really loud noise that kept me awake on most nights, so that explains the rage.

it is so sad that i will be moving, i will miss my shrine. my room.

rain is the best weather in the world. makes me exceptionally happy. and content. and dreamy. and in love. most of all in love with that sound, that feeling of drops on my skin. just in love with the rain.

however, i would like to be outside, wasting time, dreaming and smiling to myself instead of being at work. but that, like you can see, has not happened yet. i am at work, typing into my blog (which is also better than work, so i am smiling).

i don't want to move. i mean i want to have my own place and all, of course i do. but if i ever go to visit family i want it to be this house, not the one i have to move to now.

i have had my secret affairs with the rain in this house, when all were asleep. i will miss sneaking up to the terrace and stealing a few dances and kisses from the sky.

how i wish time would stop; not go back, but just stop. i wouldn't mind typing this over and over again.

The rain affair

Its raining storm here, in Bangalore!
Hail storm, droplets of solid ice; a sight to remember!

We stayed on the roof, until it started to pour, dragging and cherishing on the last taste of a rainless sky. I smiled, picked up some ice, tried taking a picture.

Its windy outside, raining like crazy, I can hear the ice slap against everything in its way. Its loud and soothing...Stormy weather is here to stay!

Phone calls are unattended, the lines are down. My cell phone keeps ringing.

All I can think of right now is how much I am in love, in love with the rain, any kind of rain.
Of how much this makes me happy and satisfied, of how much my body and soul craves for this, of how much this leaves me wanting more, wanting for much more!

This is the love affiar I will always have, always keep.
The rain and me will last forever. This love will never seize to exist.
The scent, the touch, the fever, will always seem like the first kiss.

The rain will always leave me wanting for more, waiting for more, dreaming for more and screaming for more!

Thank you Sky, thank you rain, for loving me and letting me love you!

Thousand Kisses and More,
ME

Rain Rain come again

Its raining now, heavy and light...lightening and thunder crack the walls of the sky.

This rain is much calmer compared to the hail storm that Bangalore experienced on Sunday. Hard drops of ice and water. It was an honour to have been stuck in the middle of it all, inside a box, that we most often refer to as a car (nothing againt cars I might add!), with a good friend, who was scared to death of dying under a branch, that MIGHT fall on us!

I can never forget the sounds and the visuals of that day and the feeling of fear, joy and nevervouness all wrapped up into one gaint smile on our faces! We became children for that hour of the storm...and of all days the flight had to be schduled for that day. I couldn't stop worrying and praying that the flight be cancelled. But modern life has its way of winning too..she did take off and land safely, to my amazement and relief!

There were floods on the streets and headlights on at 3:00pm! Zero visibility and loud cracks of thunder and display of lightening! It almost felt like Mother Nature was chuckling to herself and throwing a party in the sky! The trees moved with the wind, drops danced along and made love to the world! How I wish I was a leaf! And how I wish I didnt need to be dry! :)

The storm was quick and passed in the same hurry it came through to us; left me like a child wanting more candy, more of that sweet and irresistible candy!

Now it rains some more, keeps me waiting for more...more for a day when I can run free under the sky...more for a day when I can have the chance to stand still under the fury of the rain...more for a day when I don't have to be at work!!

"There's a rush,
And I can't help but blush!
The rain leaves a scar,
No caste, no race, no bar!
The rain leaves a dream,
And that's Her evil scheme!
The rain touches and kisses,
And in our ear the wind hisses!
It rains, with drops seeping through our skin,
And I feel lost and found within!
Let it rain some more,
And these feelings will come again in galore!"
-2 April 2008
4:06pm

Here we go again

Still and silent.
"The rain drips on, she cries on".
A storm raged on and danced through our weekend in our city. It was music to the ears and a lullaby for tired souls.

We wasted time, walking and talking. Enjoyed the drops in our silences.

Its amazing how a shower of such sorts can make you feel joy. The excitement is irreplacable. Hearts racing, eyes shimmering, surfaces filled with clear, clean drops from the heavens above.

"...lets waste time, chasing cars, around our heads...if i lay here, if i just lay here, would you lie with me and just forget the world.."

Moments pass us by, time pass us by. Words are all that remain and emptiness is all I feel.

"Come to me, open that door,
Let me love you,
Take one step forward,
I am here, waiting for this moment.."

I wish I could help...I wish I could turn back time.
I wish the memories were frozen into a photo frame and I could go back to them anytime I please.

"Dream some more little ones,
Remember some more,
Come back here some more,
And we'll tangle our thoughts into one big world."

Poetry for thought

Title: slow

thoughts crash into me,
i bleed them and tease them,
her voice helps me through,
and the black rain kisses my soul.
on nights like these,
when silence can be heard,
when the black rain pours,
is when we see the dark side.
black rain blanket comforts,
it wounds,
it touches and leaves drops of kisses,
it tears and rips my skin open.
my body moves with her,
black rain like a knife on my skin,
one kiss past and she's gone,
just like that, she's gone.
i can't feel my feet, my body,
its harder to breathe now,
i can hear a whisper saying,
"Die my darlin', you look better in my memories"

-26/2/2008

Special thanks to S for the last line.