Sunday, January 30, 2011

I was being sculpted

I am a product of my upbringing
The forests
We deforested
The barren land
The river we swam,
And from the water we drank
The soccer fields,
The red soil and dust mix
The holiday crowd,
The songs
The loneliness and the solace
The perception
Of the western life
The glamour and the lights
The wealth we never had
The luxury cars, houses and looks
Even the scent, we couldn’t relate
Only by brand name
Growing up
In moments of happiness and sad
In the sand of my land
I was being sculpted
My inner being, my soul was crafted!

Sealed Love

Friday, January 28, 2011

Little Did I know

beyond the shallow, hypocrite,
pile of friends - wanna be
with their pretention, their judgment!
but, you stood by me!!!
Little did I know that you determined,
To pay
A price so vast
A pride too large
A humanly touch
You sacrificed that I may
Remain in peace, with myself harmoniously
May be eventually
That I find the secrete to redeem me!

I love you so much for that!

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Who Would've Thought?

While the day is defined,
Its pattern to follow
Meticulously crafted,
Humanly paved way
And burrow
That aspires to render
From yester-years to Tomorrow
While quietly striding out through
The mazes of life’s dots
A vision that could only be seen
By human eyes

Then boom! I’m hit!
I’m astound beyond what
I can convey
Who would’ve thought?
That you’d come and cross my way
To the unknown forward distance,
my path to sway?

~For unexpected surprises of life !