Amigo

Friend, I know the agony…

I feel the pain…

Friend, I know the fire is burning you

I see the rain

Friend, your heart is shattered

The shards are hurting me…

Friend, you shed the tears

But, they are drowning me…

Look at the long winding road ahead

Let nothing hold you back

Make love a very important part of life

But let it not overwhelm you

The grief is overwhelming

The sorrow, the constricted feeling

I know you are gasping

Come friend let me help you get fresh air

Get up

Its time you reclaimed your life

Its time you lived life for yourself

Friend its time you LIVE

The fire is good for you

It will leave you pure…

The rain is good for you

It will rejuvenate you…

And believe it friend, Sorrow is good for you

’coz then you will recognize Happiness.

A Vent

I want to run away

Far…far from the madding crowd

I want to listen to those winds,

Which do not carry the sneer of ‘friends’

I want to awake in a ‘new’ dawn.

What is right…what is wrong

I do not know

All I know is…I am tired,

I need to sleep

I need to breathe

Can’t I find peace in anywhere other than Death’s embrace?

Can’t I live anywhere other than ‘civilization’?

I am ashamed of being a human…

I am ashamed of living among hypocrites

I am irritated seeing masks.

What went wrong…

Where did I fail?

I beg you, do not take the life out of me

Let me learn and realize life…myself

Stop dictating me

Let me decide when to start…and when to STOP.

Let me live…in peace

YOU

Do you know why I love you?

Is it your smile…

Is it the depth of your eyes…

Is it your innocent words…

Or is it your restless silence…

Please tell me why I love you…

Deep down in the abyss of time

I have seen you in different forms.

I have felt your essence in different people

No matter whom I perceived…I have always loved YOU.

We met every time we were born…

And every moment of which, my love…

We celebrated life together.

I know we will meet again

I might be the tired traveler…

And you…the rejuvenated spirit

But I know, someday, I will drink you in again,

I have adored you and worshipped our love.

Come back to me…as the one

Embodiment of the image, I have come to love

I know I failed…many a times

I know you forgave me every time

’Coz you loved me with all your heart.

Will you give me another chance?

I want to breathe you into my senses yet again

It has been raining endlessly…

The rain soaked earth reminds me of your fragrance

Remember the first time I looked at your eyes

Remember the first time I kissed you

Remember the passion…Do you feel it still?

But I have lost you…again in the ‘smoke’

Please come back to me

’Coz I want to know why I love you…

End of the Journey

There will be a day

When I will not watch the sunrise

There will be a day

When I will not breathe into you

There will be a day when I will not be there for you.

Promises have been broken…

Ties have been snapped

But somehow we are together

Joined in a bond so deep that it cannot be found

Will you miss me?

Me esparaste?

The day I am gone forever

Do not look back

The day I finish this brief stint of life

The day I go back to being dead

Please forget me

Because memories are too heavy for you to carry…

I have kissed your eyes

Will you kiss them when they are closed forever?

I have lived my part of life

Will you live the rest of my life for me?

The day I am dead, will you give me the greatest gift?

Will you give me the gift of your life…by living it?

You are the river of my life

I am the stone you collected on your way

We have had a long journey together

You must be tired, having carried me so far

You have bettered me in more ways than one

Here our journey ends, leave me on the shore

And move on to become the greater Sea.

Indomitable (Untamable)

“Man is born free but is chained everywhere”…is this the ultimate truth or is it just the statement of a compromise we have made with life? Is the wild, free spirit non-existent or just not found…

Somehow, I believe in the spirit of man… the wild, untamable…the spirit that does not bow to anyone, the master of its own will. Is it really an impossible dream to have such a spirit? We are only called ‘free’ but are we actually so? What is our definition of freedom…have we fulfilled the vision of freedom seen years back? As Oscar Wilde had said during war the strong make slaves of the weak and during peace the rich exploit the poor…its all the same. Why have we allowed ourselves to be pushed around, why do we have to compromise…always?

I know, you must by now have a hint of smile on your lips and must be nodding your head, pitying this young, foolish guy who asks too many questions…silly questions. I agree in the present scenario these questions appear foolish, but is the present scenario the ultimate…por que? “You may say I am a dreamer but I am not the only one...”

Not all spirits can be dominated, not everyone agrees to compromise. Let us not let the indomitable spirit die, let us not let the flame flicker out, don’t laugh at me because I ask ‘why’, ask yourselves why do you not ask the same question? This three letter word has changed the lives of millions. It has made men out of boys and shook many foundations. Do stop for a moment and ask yourselves ‘do we dare ask why’

We are all satisfied in being drawing-room heroes and pacify our consciences by raising a storm over a teacup. Yes there are a lot of wrongs in this world, there are innumerable things that require redressal…but do we dare to take the initiative? If the answer is ‘no’ then please let us not be such hypocrites as to comment but not act.

A revolutionary leader once proclaimed, “You cannot dominate us”, can we honestly proclaim the same statement? Let us shed our self-imposed fetters, why is it so difficult? We are all spirited stallions, at least for once let us gallop, a full-blooded gallop outside the race courses in the open meadows…let us once again talk to the winds and let us once again race each other to the horizon and stop when we want to…

Let us free our spirits and in that endeavour let us rediscover ourselves…our wild, untamed selves.

My World

My eyes are open,

But I do not see

I strain my ears,

But I cannot hear

Love encompasses me,

But I do not feel

I am numb.

Lights are switched on

But it does not penetrate the fog

I throw stones in the water

But I cannot create a lasting ripple

I want to go on an unending voyage

But I end up collecting shells on the shore

I feel cold.

I want you to hold me,

But you are not there

I want to hold on to you,

But you slip through my fingers

I want to kiss you,

But I cannot find your lips in the darkness

I am lost.

You have freed me from my cage,

But I have forgotten to fly.

I want to see beyond you,

But you fill up my horizon.

You want me to move on,

But I have drowned in you.

I will always be there for you.

Tu Luz, Tu Sombra (Your Light, Your Shadow)

When the world looks at the sunrise,

I look at you,

I stare mesmerized at you,

I look at your light, your shadow.

As the day unfolds,

As I watch people hurting one another,

I miss you,

I miss looking at your light, your shadow.

Secrets and mysteries of an open page

You cannot see and now…

It feels there was no cloak

I bathed in the rain…bare and naked

For all who chose to see

As evening kisses the earth

I am tired,

Inhumanity of humans takes its toll on me

When I can’t see in the ‘smoke’ of development

I want you,

I want to bathe in your light, your shadow.

The cries are too loud

Will I follow them or them me?

The deafening quiet and the creepers…caress me

Oh! Let me sleep,

En tu luz, tu sombra.