Sublime Times

As I lay there upon my back,
Watching the dark star-studded night...
Beside the one whom I so madly love,
I dreamt of beautiful days and a future very bright...

I dreamt of those days in the future,
When my bank-balance would be exploited...
Owing to her silly, stupid, incessant shopping sprees.
But I would love them anyways undoubted...

I dreamt of a garden full of flowers,
And one of those beautiful bright red roses...
That I would pluck just for her,
And keep at her bedside whilst she dozes...

I dreamt of one of those days,
When she'd bake a cake for me to eat...
And how I would say "It’s so delicious!”
Whilst sugar miscalculations’d render it not so sweet...

I dreamt of one of those silent conversations,
That we would continue for hours altogether...
And by the end of six of them realize that,
The discussion hadn't really gotten any farther...

I dreamt of such times when I'd annoy her,
So much so that she would start crying...
Of how I would run behind her all day after that.
Till I make her smile I would keep on trying...

Just then I felt someone poking my arm softly.
My daze broke as I looked at her face so beautiful...
For some moments I was lost as if in another trance.
Thinking of how to react I really was doubtful...

Realization dawned on me as I got back my senses,
That it’s not a two sided story anyways...
Sublime Times like these might occur in future too,
But never such a future and never such days...

I Would Rather

I would rather be frozen
than melt into those arms
that I can't have ever...

I would rather be numb
than feel those emotions surging inside me
that I wish to be commanded...

I would rather be deaf
than hear that voice so sweet
that I know will never soothe me...

I would rather be dry-eyed
than cry into those precious hands
that I love more than my life...

I would rather be forgotten
than be remembered by that heart
that I know beats not for me...

I would rather die in my abyss
than live in the false hope
that I shall be hers and she mine...

As The Rain Poured

I stand outside and the rain pours
Down on me, drenching me, melting me …
I feel the water entering the pores
Of skin that is mine, the life that is mine …

It’s been a long time standing like this
While people stare, sky stares, this world stares …
I feel there is something I miss
My eyes with a sight, the eyes with a sight …

There is a shelter nigh and a long road too
And both beckon, a rest beckons, a struggle beckons …
I feel my mind is unsure of these two
Choices that call, the decisions that call …

I need to do something before night falls
And cloaks the road, cloaks the shelter, cloaks me …
I feel the need to break these walls
That have my faith imprisoned, the thoughts imprisoned …

What Lies Beneath

None can tell,what lies beneath...
What lies beneath...
Beneath this big fort...
This big fort that I own...

It began years before...
Before my eyes...
My eyes saw it all...
All that sees me now...

I live in the shadow...
The shadow of the past...
The past that I lived in...
I lived in that eternal dream...

The picture has shattered...
Shattered lies the surreality...
Surreality of dreamy lanes...
Dreamy lanes that I tread...

I wish for a new start...
A new start to my life...
My life of truth indeed...
Indeed I shall be Me...

There has been a feeling
Bred in me of late,telling
Me...Something's lost.
Something that I loved most.

Waves have washed my shore
And left me pondering more
As to why this happenned
Leaving me so shattered.

But as they say,this is
Life dude.I still miss
It anyways.It pains.I pine

Yet this life is still mine