Wednesday, June 22, 2011

INVISIBLE tears


The free bird leaps
on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends
and dips his wing
in the orange sunrays
and dares to claim the sky.

But a bird that stalks
down his narrow cage
can seldom see through
his bars of rage
his wings are clipped and
his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.

The free bird thinks of another breeze
and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees
and the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright lawn
and he names the sky his own.

But the caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.

the caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.

Friday, June 17, 2011

Tears of shame


that was n act,
           i knew with everyone.
Not even a pixel of my heart got damaged,
           And ignored him,
                      With everyone.
Stood in my front nd i in him.
           Jst wanted a gobleted tea,
           Frm joining me or joining everyone.
But I was ignoring & ignoring him,
           With keeping the join with everyone
Coz about act,
            I knew with everyone.
But after few instants,
            Something happened,
Cently different & pily diverted,
            From my approach of thinking
& too of everyone.
            Like a dreamy truth,
He deprived my tea,
I surprised on my surprised mind.
            Just like everyone.
Coz about act,
             I knew with everyone.   

TeArS oF LoVe


she was the one and only one,
                  who joined my mind's tensile sharings.
Some of others outwarded me during my words,
                  and rest of others came upto me but only for fun .
that only one came upto me,
                  with special attention.
we were offseen from few unboundedly bounded years.
i was attracting towards,
                  the growing path in mythetical mode.
i was drinching in a thinkless rain,
                  where love was contained by its droplets,
in the form of imaginery potential.
                  just like in the real closed gaussian  surface.
my heart had dominated over my mind.
                  as the possibility of dominance of inductive effect over mesomeric effect.
but the other sided view was still unknown to me.
                  wanted to present my views before her views,
even it was known that the result will favour me,
                  only in case of coherent view.
But it was important ,
                   coz I knew about shoot but not its root.
So, I took risk with negative mind,
                    but in troublefree way.
Result was displayed on an special displayboard
                    of colourful tears by an special pen
of my emotions with ink
                    of my colourless tears on brickless walls
of my dedicated heart in unfavourable manner………………..:(LL
                    Result’s impedence was high enough,
to divert sleeps of my nights from sound ones.
                    The result was too bitter but good,
for my upcoming future. 
                    And now, I was before a closed cage.
It was beautiful and attractive but a cage………………………………

An opaque tamper


m in a tamper,
relative to me n only me.
temper's host is nothing nyone,
other than me.
only want to assortise,
 my awsome diary,
with some awsome words,
 passing through my mysterious mind.
nw nly a single question presenting an spl tease,
 in a very fusing way is "wat m i doing?"
even i know the ans.,
 also know that it is correct,
 bt i don't kno nything abt stability,
 or xistence of my ans.
wat the hell is this?!!!
also don't know.
i know m unable bt want to xpress it.
coz,i know abt that wat i want to xpress,
 but hw it can b xpressed to satisfy u,
 iz still unknown..
then, hw it can b assortised????

An unbreakable path



 m following,
               The growing path of life,
With l’il frike ,
                But lot of xcitement.
Not only me,
                All offeisk too.
With independent dimenshions ,
                jst lyk a magical truth.
Many impediments too,
                Gest as strong impeder of this path,                                               In unbreakable series,
                 Bt its rubric is still unknown.
Peinly different from indo lanka sea way,
                 Bt can be understood in csizey way.
 Sometimes truffle yikely,
                 Bt sometimes screaming too.
N ultimate way to modify,
                 our feelings towards our frisking mind.
Lyk in unidimenshional flute.
I m following,
                the growing path of life,
with l’il frike,
                but lot of xcitement.