Idyllic Path

This is my path

For my soul searching journey

Pristine stream without ripples

Standing still like a lively canvas

For the reflections of trees aside

I can see the hidden sky

Through the lenses of the morning fog

The reflections look like a green curtain

To shy away the sunshine

The stream in its silence

Tells the story of its love for its surrounding

As they embrace the solemn peace

The zig-zag path goes hidden

While immersing itself in the fog

I saw an abandoned tent

I feel I can rest for a while in it

While burning the logs around

For some heat

And, listen to the silence of nature

May be I can grab some peace

For my beleaguered heart

Confused and smitten by emptiness

Enduring the pain of a lost soul

I hope this path will take me there

Where I can see my lost soul again

In peace and warmth

Forgiving and realizing each other

Once again

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Emptiness

Endless voyage leading one to nowherE

Muddling the mind like a shrewd worM

Playing the tunes of poignance in a looP  

Tiring the senses with hot rains of guilT

Irking the feeling of loneliness like chillI   

Nesting the darkness as a soulless EdeN  

Embracing the tears as a shelter of frailE

Silencing the soul with frozen emotionS

Surrendering the love of life to thoughtS

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Rainbow on River USK

A welsh winter morning

After an enlightened new-year

Gloomed with dark clouds

Groomed with silent rain

Chilled with wind from riverside

The festive mood was still in air

As the near empty roads suggested

I went for a walk with a friend

Gracing the lonely rain

Walking along the riverside

The usk river remained a slim beauty

Glazing its bare muddy curves

We turned around

A spectacle semi circled the river

Like a colorful hanging bridge

From the edge of its side

To the heights of a nearby tower

A rainbow sparkled

Like a portrait on cloudy canvas

As we snapped up its beauty

With our eyes

The sky opened its canvas

Tearing away the clouds

Making way for the sun to surface

It wished the dawn with a bright smile

While bidding adieu to the soul rain

As the glamour of sun flourished

The fantasy trail of rainbow diminished

With a silent goodbye! 

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Helpless Moments

Some moments freezes as it is

Refuses to melt down

As if, it is an imprint to live with

The more I try to forget it

The more it haunts me

A deep regret within my soul

A plight I tried to avoid

I chased the time, to catch some air

Even the shortest distance from safety

Looked so distant, on a night slept in silence

But, my legs weren’t strong enough

In that night of misfortune

I prayed for all the luck

There was nothing left in my destiny

A hollow mind and a strangled heart

Kept me drowning,

While I tried to hold on to the hands of hope

I still ask myself, why I am so slow to react

When it matters the most!

I wonder why I forgot even the sense

To make a simple call , I panicked

As I saw the last breath gasping to the doom

Stood numb and signed that record

On final moment of your life

I still can’t forgive myself

For failing to save you, by a whisker

A few minutes,

I wished I could buy those moments

And give you a breather

While I saw

 You flying away from me forever

Leaving my hands

I still haven’t found my promised land

Without you, I am still wandering

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New Year 2012

Just a change of guard

Like we move from yesterday to today

We leave behind bunch of memories

We leave behind the treasures of joy

We leave behind the trenches of losses

As the clock tick to the twelve

The fireworks mar the beautiful winter sky

With the smoke covering the glowing stars

A night is kept awake with loud music

With dancing floors sweating in its misery

Rather than the nectar, alcohol flows

Like rivers of ecstasy filling empty hearts

While those struggling, wish for a change

Hope for a new dawn and new path

Those who gave up hope plays down

It’s just another number, a routine

While the predecessors wonder in heavens

What is this mess?

This is just another month and another day

While April is the real New Year

Now it’s a fools new year

But how about those cultures

Where there are many new years

Depending upon on beliefs and harvests

Yeah, it’s just another day another year

A cycle to repeat to add to the history

This time that year that day

Get some sleep and wake up

It’s the same you

Even with all new resolutions

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