Li'l red package

13 Aug '13

Chugging journey
Leaves behind smoke in a trail of small grey clouds
All aboard but my li'l red package left behind.

Oh my package
My li'l red.
Ur loss is wreckage
Oh lament.
My li'l's now dead
To me.

I can't see the green fields.
Oh!
I can't see the windmill.
Oh ho!
I can't see the birds on wire in a row.

My li'l's lost forever
To me.

It was packed in polka yellow
And smelled like a garden of roses.
White ribbons bow tied
Fell in twirled bunches.
So many li'l hearts
Pasted all over my li'l red.

Oh, my Red!
I miss you so
It wells me up.

These tracks go on for miles and more
These tracks go on for miles and more

I'll find another heart
Bind it with wind
Lace it with golden daffodils
Spray with sunset red.

Another red. Another day. Another life.
Look outside the window.
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On my way

21st June '13

I’m stuck around the corner

so stuck I cannot move

a wedge is there

sharp and pointed and hurting

I’ll wear a gown of feathers blue and fly to you

all the soothing soothe

in the brooding mood

down down down

underwater

I’ll wrap a saree of scales green and swim to you

let the wind blow

let the storms wail

I’ll journey still

godspeed

I”ll grow a cloak of mane chestnut-brown and gallop to you with wind in my hair 

Tidings

7th Feb '11

Blue rivers

Crimson wounds

Come together,

It’s a purple world!

Conniving wishes

Splashing on dreams

Expectations brimming

Hitting the ceiling

Green meadows

Sweet smelling flowers

Inviting craving

Circumstantial denial!

Yellow sunshine

Yellow lemon

Yellow allamanda

Yellow dirty eh?

26th NOvember '08

KALADEISCOPE

 Let’s write, Let’s write

Let’s think in ink, in charcoal, in graphite..

Not aloud, yet expressed

Yes, Let the thoughts out

A world of Black and white,

I envision

A world of just Black!

Or just White!

Really! Did u say the Black in the White?

White through a prism, a glass, a lens,

Sprays a gamut of the rainbow seven

And in the absence of white….

…the absence of the VIBGYOR

The Black.

A world also of Greys my Dear

The grey area

With the grey cells

The most important matter my dear

A world of varied colours

A world of varied moods

A world of conflicts

A world of peace

A world of despair

A world of hope

A world so

Violet with the light divine

Yet, so bruised with the purpling poverty

Merry it goes in the vineyard dance

Oh! Did you smell the lilac?

A world so

Indigo with the nation’s pride

Where the soaring skies dip to sensex blues

And the cobalt sapphires glow a trifle light

Yes, one plans to swim the deep seas!

A world so

Green with fauna, flaura and flaunt

Yet, the envy piercing through the key-hole

The houses are big, filled with cash

A leaf, a leaf, a leaf

Produces chlorophyll

Anyone needs oxygen?

A world so

Yellow with lemons and sunflowers and gold

And smiling sunshine of learning children

Yet dirty, yes yellow and dirty

With jaundiced treachery

A world so

Orange with oranges n apricots n peaches n papaya…

An orange dusk and an orange dawn…

The veiled journey, relentless, everyday…

Every single day

The saffron sprinkles

A world so

Red with mirth of divine festivity

Where love reigns supreme

And Kama does ancient dances of seduction

Clueless, Scarlet waits in the Conservatory with a Dagger