Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Tujhyat jeev rangala

Tujhyat jeev rangala
Tujhyat ananda shodhla
Ekach ranga baghitla
Ani kshan gondhalala

Dehat maan wegla
Manat roop wegla
Roopat vishwa wegla
Ata me shodhnar..

Kay ya manachi naati
Kiti olakhli preeti
Kiti visarli neeti
Ya manuskichi..

Ya rangaat ranga udhalale
Ya naatyat kshan visarle
Ya kshanat maan rangale
Kahi anubhavache..

Goad ashya kshani
Ka bhiti mani
Ha gongat kiti
Ya rahdaricha..

Weglyach jagi rangta man
Weglyach jagi palta ranran
Hich ek bhunbhun
Tula shodhnya..

Kon tu..
Kasa tu..
Kuthe tu..
Ka tu...???

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Wondering...

Feelings.. I doubt i can judge mine

they change jus like the taste of every new sip of a wine

a slight difference n a little arrogance in attitude

i slog here daily for a month's dime



I realised i slipped into my own cocoon

with a blot of knowledge for some boon

got myself lost in some goons

why m i so sure m gonna leave this soon??



A place of fake morality

robots faking humanity

in a desperate need of inspiration

i count my days in fraction..



Deprived of choice

with eyes moist

I remind myself not to permit a demise



Abused emotion

loaded with expectation

a lack of inspiration

to move out..



I toss here the time

to while away n make a rhyme

i call it a crime

as i lose the knack to make it fine..



Travelling back home

i am reduced to a lump of foam

absorbed and saturated

thinking how to get motivated..



Faces around- too happy to be true

their ears blocked to the reality assuming to get the due

pockets filled with crispy rupees

No time to spend on what they please..



Eyes red with stress

succumbed to a puff to destress

a smile out of frustration

Gazing through the closed window for some air of anticipation



I wonder whats becoming of me

M i losing the glee?

is it a time to emancipate the real me??



or m i just running away to suit myself?

a coward hiding from ones dignity n true self???

Monday, November 8, 2010

In demotion...

I could not decipher the subtle...

Emotions spilled everywhere through the bottle...

I was high in the gutters...

Time running through the middle of my fingers…


I was walking through the rain

Just being insane...

Clothes wet and clinging on to my nave

The water kept draining through my hair...

A gross thought kept clinging on to me, of wanting to be a slave

A slut savaged to grave


I hated yet loved to find myself alone

No place to hide...

A desperate soul...

Wanting to be satisfied...


Heaven ran out

But the Hell came calling…

A sight of a handsome figure

So electrifying...


A face so familiar

Yet unknown

I pondered to think if this, I had known


Straight cut jaw lines

Thin lips... His eyes narrowing

He stood facing me while it was dawning

A suave animal

I wanted to grin, but I was frowning


A dark slender silhouette so crude

I thought of playing rude

One touch would torture the hell out of me...

But still I let the time flee


Arms cut out to perfection

I tried to move out of his attention

My eyes set on him...

I could not resist examining...

A 'V' going down from shoulders to chest to navel...

His posture made him tighten his calves his feet in the gravel...

A spark hit his narrowing eyes...


In the golden light of the Sun

I thought I found a touch so roughly silken

A fantasy coming in real

Nothing could replace this feel...

This moment I knew I could not by anyways seal...


I was testing this animal for his ravage act...

The muscles twisted tight...

I enjoyed the sight...

One pounce would define the end, for the same fact...

That I wanted to fall for his bite...


The end was near I knew…

Minutes flew...

To run… I didn’t want to

To stay… I had to....

My eyes didn’t lose his sight.

A vigil light…

I had to fight…

To enjoy the plight…


He made me go weak in my knees

I wished I wouldn’t freeze

With pain I rattled

To see life's battle

To die while living

To live while dying

To cry while smiling

To smile while crying…


He tore me apart

Sarcasm of dart

My heart falling short of breath

My lungs squeezed to death...


The soul was satisfied

The body in blood and pain lied

Satan roasted the emotion

While heaven watched the death in demotion...

Saturday, September 18, 2010

She is...

A longing...For someone to hold her hand tight
With no worries no fright
She wishes to cross the limits
see beyond horizon what lies...
No she wont so easy commit
Yet to find her summit...
With her head held high she searches-
For an arm to hold
A soul to mould
A shoulder to rest
Herself to nest
A hug to cry
a flower to sigh...
No she dont need a reason to love
She aint that rough
Dont need a season to kiss
she's fine with a peck, u got it miss
Dont need flowers to bring a smile
she's fine to walk a mile...
Boy you may think for a while...
That mine aint new for the hit
find yourself a better fit..
yeah she knows the pain
It aint in vain
That soul is very much alive
But still a bit naive...
O boy what you staring at
She aint a dying rat
Hell with your assumptions
That are beyond redemptions...
Respect if you may
She's a tough neigh
A woman looking for a tough horse for hay...

Rescued...

A boulder hit me
I fell, first on knee
A condition so deteriorating
I waited, for help must be coming

The fog grew
I tried to gaze through
The silk on me rustled
I looked around puzzled..
Paranoid in the darkness
I anxiously waited for help to come and grace

An hour later
I moved, only to discover
My limbs felt lifeless
My scream voiceless

I felt the world around me come to an end
If just something I could mend
Why does everything look so abrupt
Is this apt???...

A breeze cold and warm passed by
I felt i was swimming in the sky
Lost in the darkness of the day
I mumbled to say-
"Not here to stay"
In unrest as I lay...

And then I heard a radio being tuned
Morning had come soon
To rescue me...from the dream i almost drowned...

Sunday, August 15, 2010

Shabda suchena...

aaj maan sangayla shabda suchena
ya andharya ratri aj mala ratra disena
vaat vahe pudhe pudhe
pan marga kahi sapdena
aaj maan sangayla shabda suchena

halkech koni ishara dyawa
swapnana nava ranga dyawa
asa bhaas hoina
aaj maan sangayla shabda suchena

kiti ashya weli
laplya mani
ghadla khp kahi
pan bolale konich nahi
tya ratri waat thambli pan maan thambena
aaj maan sangayla shabda suchena

maitrichi ek waat disawi
ya andharat koni saath dyawi
garaz asta konich yeina
aaj maan sangayla shabda suchena

aat kuthetari dheer milawa mani
vaat swatahun milawi ashi-
pudhe baghta dise lakkha prakash
maage pahata dise chandra nabhat!
he samjawaya mani kalena
aaj maan sangayla shabda suchena...!!!

Monday, July 26, 2010

Would you...!!!

I know not when it started

I dont know if it shows

But I know I'm terribly scared

And that’s how my feelings go...

I wish I could see into you

Just to know if you feel it too

Just to know if I grow close

Would you welcome me with open doors??...

I need to know if I can hold you near

To show my wounds and shed a tear

I need your trust and loving care

I need to know would you be there??

Would you accept me 'inspite' of me??

Open wide your arms and welcome me??

Would you stand beside and support me??

Tell me dear, would you be there for me???..

Entangled...

To begin
It had never begun..
To end
It never started..
Dilemma
Went through it
Fate
Not meant for it..
In YOU believed too much
Lost a heart, a breath a touch..
Freak reasons
Entangled in emotions
Chose a path
Never to turn back..
Love stroked hard..
But still I’m glad..
Looked for Knives..
Found some Forks..
Happy to realise..
Was just cutting a toast..
Things seem to be falling in place..
Just wish to clean YOU off from me under my skin my face....

Nostalgic...!!!

Each time I cross a milestone

I try n recall every place the sun shone

The one that moon lit

The one on which the stars glittered

The breeze with which came the sand, the dust and my eyelids flickered...

The time in tiny frocks- fun n frolic

The swing, the see-saw, the puppy-lick

That stupid running behind cows

Soiling hands in the dung

How furiously we would be whisked by mum...

A faint memory of a dad's joyful lift

Pulling his whiskers- a naughty kid.

A wishful thought

To my mind I brought-

...Nothing looks the same anymore!

A little hesitation

To ask for direction

In this town that no more looks the same

Everything has been smitten by fame

D cattle no more visit our lanes

They graze in the graveyards

Instead of meadows green in rain

I sit here admire... Lame...