No Way Better!

Saw a poor old lady crossing the road,

Shivering, trembling and barely able to walk.

She stumbled, fell and then try tried to get up,

Instead of a helping hand, all she got was stares.

Youngsters sprinting past her, not bothered,

Never knowing they will once be there.

Feeling humane, they thought was insane.

Once in their life time, who knows?

People could run over them, least bothered.

The lady got up, shrugged off the dirt and moved on,

Turning back she gave a helpless look.

Its then, that I realized, I could have helped!

Instead I decided to stay away and complain.

Why to blame others when I myself am no way better.

Love is in the Air!

Each day I get up to a bright lovely sunshine,

A lovely smile in my thoughts.

A bliss all around, freshness undefined,

Refreshing, clearing all the unpleasant lines.

Through the day I walk around,

Graze along with ears tickled by this soothing sound.

I wonder what it is,

And I wonder why is it so nice?

Answer is in the air..

Flowers blossoming, spring time hereafter in my life,

Because its love that’s around me.

Alone Facing the World!

Sitting facing a corner in the room,
Once busy was jobless so soon,
thought had company but turned around, stared an empty room,
walking down the hill, its just me and may be the moon.

Tried to reach out at some one,
but its just me stranded in the bay,
not knowing to row nor which way?,
stranded and no one to show.

World Needing a helping hand,
my existence was never felt nor my outstretched hand,
got it wrong and pictured it wrong,
was there another outstretched hand.

Left alone when needed the most,
Was treated an outcast even when i was the host,
I sat there like an handicapped soul,
tears dripping down and no skin to soak!

Why is that no one sees me,
why is that i am never the first one,
why is that i am stranded all alone,
drowning in the thought "why is it me, who they don't see?"

A life a little less Dry

A life little less dry and dull is what, all search for,
a life greener, livelier is what everyone dreams for,
I sit around and look around see barren places,
Lifeless smiles and false masks, Cruel intentions and selfish thoughts.

A life little less dry is what I reach out for,
somebody to be cared for is what I look out for,
someone to love me is what I search for,
all eluded me just like the rain eluded the desert!

A life little less lonely is what I always dreamed for,
people around but no shoulder to rest and weep,
tried and failed like none before,
Luck turned out to be a mirage so far ahead and deceptive!

A life little less ordinary is all that I reached out for,
but indeed is soothing lying on my parents lap,
that’s only when I indulge in a sweet and quite nap,
A life little more longer to be with them always is what I pray for!

Happiness

It came in, a soothing gush of wind,

Like a cool breeze in the scorching heat,

Rather like the warmth for the biting cold.

Boost it was, helping in what was to be done,

Came in at a critical time, a helping hand.

Forgetful it made us, about every regretful night,

Tears ran dry, as it made all the misery fly away,

Brought in joy, even in the eyes of a new born.

Term it as the ‘wonder drug’, healing all the wounds,

Never holds you down, breaking all binding chains.

There it came, arms wide open,

Overwhelming us, making our load lighter.

Divine

A tall Stallion stood under the holy reside,

Climbed on with a fickle mind, shield every side.

Like a young boy, with attraction and fascination,

Building a self paradigm fitting the lonely soul’s imagination.

Deprived of love and care, drowned deep in sorrow

Looked up for a helping hand, emerged a divine halo.

Shielding dissolved in the euphoria of that sight,

Touched by an angel endorsed his soul to an all new height.

Spice of his soul revived in taste, watered his heart

Craving that minted feelings helped in molding that divine chart.

Walked those steps, climbed those slopes reached the stairway to heaven

Divinity soared at the end of the stairway,

Leaped and swathed the journey, slithered too, down the stairway

Climbed up on his own, at times pulled by the force upfront.

Dry leaves on the ground, brittle were some links

Soared by the cuts inflicted either by an idle mind or by a rosy stem

Some smeared by a divine touch, some lingered like red stains of ink.

So divine is the presence and so is the dearth,

Separate are the worlds but merged are in love and separated by death.

For the divinity in you!

Dedication

Sitting idle, waiting for somebody to ring the bell,

Staring at the screen, for something to pop up,

Roaming around the city, looking for a familiar face,

Days go by and months went by still struggling in the race.

Not so long ago it was green grass all around

Dry drought at places and hailstorms common now

All those sweet dreams melting like ice cream,

Now it’s just the memories that would someday fade away

Hovering over my head these days are snaps of good old days

Tempting are those days calling me back to a place I was before

Love that was unconditional, missing it,

When life takes a dramatic turn,

The new direction seems so unfamiliar,

Looking back the route we took, it looks so easier.

There is a hope that makes me carry on,

Crossroads and links that will help me meet that familiar face.

Dedicated to all my friends in College!