Friday, September 21, 2012

Machination



I stand on the terrace
Of the skyscraper in my head
Looking for a distant light
For, I have pledges to redeem

I have thorns stuck to my feet
I’ve bled all that can be bled
I've  made no promises
I suffer from every move I make

I seek not the helping hand
Nor the push from behind
I hate the warnings of wise men,
And the fear of a gory crash

I have the wings to glide
And the desire to leap,
From the edge of my haven
I know not, where to land

I want to feel ,
The swiftness of gravity
And the speed of the breeze
I want to sleep on the clouds

My shadows are moving
Faster than my strides
My dreams have surpassed,
Every dull, banal plan

I fall from the terrace
Of the skyscraper in my head
To see the  light within
For, I have pledges to redeem

Monday, September 17, 2012

The Second Choice

I know that I am your second choice
When you have two
Perhaps the last among all

I know that you like paper towels
Never knew that I was one
Till I fell in your bin

Loneliness kills me
Like a cold silent knife
I don’t how many deaths I’ve died

Hope, they say is a good thing        
I believed that was true
I waited, but time just flew

Saturday, September 15, 2012

The Talking Lake


My first serious attempt in poetry

Oh restless boatman! Stop thy oars
Don’t you annoy me
With thy senseless ripples
For I’ll swallow them
Before they’ve made your point

Give it a break, Son
You’re not going anywhere
Your journey is within a stationary me
You can’t displace me
With your sticks and arrogance

You need respite
Have an eye for a reflection
It’s time for contemplation
I hide my depths beneath the images
I show you what you are

Don’t you dive into me
To discover my sins
For you’ll never return to your boat
Your journey will end
And your boat orphaned

I can be the hand that holds
Or the mouth that gulps
I am the evil force that rules
I am the merciful to the meek
The merciless to the ambitious

Oh restless boatman! Stop thy oars
Don’t you annoy me
With thy senseless ripples
For I’ll swallow them
Before they’ve made your point