PRAYER

In peace, in fight

in dark in  light...

in shiney bright day

and in the gloomiest night

I search, I search, I search as I grew...

Oh LORD...Oh LORD...just wanna be with YOU.

I wanna see, I wanna feel

whether in pain or when I'm healed

I wanna touch and wanna hear

only YOU, your voice, are all I care...

Are you oldest or the new...

Oh LORD...Oh LORD...just take me with YOU.

Whether far or not, or it's just too near.

I know that you are everywhere...

Just wanna realise YOU, true n' bare...

Is it my wish or a brand new dare...

Oh, I just wanna be merged with you...

Oh LORD...Oh LORD...just draw me in YOU.

Neither laugh, nor cry,

neither the death nor the life,

neither lovely illusions, nor the hateful sins...

Just YOU I want...the end and the begin...

I pray, I pray, just praying to you

Oh LORD...Oh LORD...just drag me to you...

Show my way, lead myself to your soul...

where the "me" got merged with you as a whole.

The daily "little things"…

Sometimes a little smile, a little friendly “HEY”,

With a snap, just like that it makes my entire day.

Other times a lot of happiness, seems totally worthless

As something is missing, a bit that’s the least of even the less

Just a patch of grey cloud in the mid summer season

Makes me bloom into joy without any logic or reason

But a lot of cloud with thunder & rain during monsoon

& I wait for a  yellow ray that might come out in the afternoon

Looking at the flower shop on my daily way

Through my limbs a new freshness has just started to play
 Costly bouquet in  plastic vase, with organised flowers with careful touch...

Honestly speaking, but sometimes it really seems like a bit "too much"

The evening citylights & sparkling shops on my way back home

 Inspires me with its brightness & my mind starts to roam

Can’t see the starlight, as they are so far far away…

just got merged with the bright city, in an inevitable way.

Slowly night drops in, spreading a nice tiredness through my veins

White moon, lights up the dark, shining in the starlit heaven.

Retired to bed, simply thinking a bit of this & bit of that

Thinking about a perfect day that I think I might just had

But the day was just regular, just like another ordinary day,

Oh sure it was ordinary,but in a nice & extraordinary way!!!

So unlike her...

Fair as moonlight, bright as a star,

                patient like a tree & calm as mother earth.

She is caring , yet she is very solemn...

               She's an angel, just dropped down from heaven.

Whenever I stand with her & there is none other   

                   people keep saying "oh !you are so unlike her..."

                    

She makes you feel like soothing morning breeze

                       in a burning summer day...

She brings the soft warmth to world

                       in a chilly, freezing &  frosty white day

Everytime people see me, they say in dismay...

    "Oh! you are so unlike her...

               so 'NOT HER' in any way."

She's the freshness, just after the rain

          silently she listens to all of your complains...

she does things, always in a clean & right way,

          even if you are wrong, for you she always does pray.

It's the chant, always reverberating in nights , days & eve s,

     "How can you be so unlike her...

                   It's really hard to believe."

You may not find her "mirror image"

        when you look at me

you may not see her beauty & grace...

        you may not, if you just "see"

She resides in me in a special yet delicate way...

      As I'm her daughter & you can't take "THAT" away!!!

You need a pure soul & a clean sight to find a true way...

      to see that I resemblance her in each & every way!!!

Still Reverberating...

A little hill, a little green,

                 a little shine with a little scene...

in my mind up she came...

               with a sweet name & a very little fame!!!

Standing in front of her, in bright sunlight,

I feel her love in every sound & sight!!!

With a lot of green, with a slight golden tint,

          with a lot of warmth,

                                     it offers a peaceful inn!!!

Slowly, the golden turns into a solemn grey...

thundercloud appears boldly,

                                          covering the golden sunray!!!

The chill spreads slowly,

                               as it starts to rain...

bringing another beauty on earth...

                                 drawing a greyish silvery curtain!!!

A little rain, a little sun,

                   with a little chill & a little warmth

                           continues all day...

I feel blessed seeing the "moodswing" of nature,

                            along with the little hill...

                                    in its very own magical way!!!

Is it after long time, or not so long at all...

                  my regular life is giving me the call...

I'm on my way now, with a silence, so ringing...

                 Only a soft tune of memory is still reverberating!!!

Crossing the memory Lane...

 

Well. right now I am feeling a bit nostalgic & so decided to take a tour through my memory lane...

Some of the images may be a little hazy or blurred ...

but still it continues to exist in a very special way

                                                        deep down my heart!!!

Yeah I just loved Disney's "Beauty & the beast"

I was 10 years old when I drew that.... 

Yeah yeah I was a mad fan of TINTIN comics...well I still am...10 years

Greek Goddess Athena...inspired from "illiud"....11 years

I love Disney's Aladin!!!...12 years.

 

Just wanted to give it a black n' white effect...6 years!!!

Inspired from "PANCHATANTRA" ...10 years

The great Mughol emperor "Jalaluddin Mahammad Akbar"...10 years

Just a hot summer day...6 years!!!

The great elephant...using old pastel colours...7 years!!!

*Twilight*

I love the rain without dripping,
       I love the sun when it's not too hot...
I love random thoughts without thinking,
      I love the winter as it's not a lot!!!


I like to work without getting stressed,
     I love the "LOVE" when it is soft,
I love the tunes when not too loud...
     I love doing mischieves without being caught!!!


I want a bit of everything,
      but trust me as it's not too much...
It can be spread as magic sprinkling,
     with a soft, delicate yet elegant touch!!!

These're the things I need, to paint the nature,
      which is not too fade & not too bright...
with the green leaves under the cloudy sky,
      giving rise to a golden twilight.
    

~~~sWiNg~~~

Sometimes I'm harsh, sometimes may be cold,

Sometimes feeling young, other times really old.

Sometimes I'm happy, then suddenly gone too sad...

sometimes feeling good & sometimes it feels really bad.

It's a series of emotions, too unpredictable...

dunno whether I, at all become stable

I lead my life or life leads me in its own way...

boarding on the swing of mood, I simply just glide away.

"MOODY", you may call me, may be Weirdo sometimes.

You may think I'm crazy, but I'll continue to rhyme.

I don't care about body & don't care about mind,

as they'll fall into shadow, slowly as time's passing by.

I'm not a chaser, but an acceptor as a whole.

I'm not ambitious, neither I set my goal.

I just accept the bounties of life, to be plain,

without even thinking, without making one single complain.

Right now I feel elated, so fresh like morning dew,

as sun shines high spreading its majestic golden hue!!!

Side effect !!!

Suddenly, one day, if you wake up,

         feeling fresh & wild like hail.

you just don't know what is it like...

   just got hypnotized under its mesmerizing spell !

Everything seems so perfect, just seems dreamlike,

You're actually living your dream, just the way you visualise.

Sailing through glittery river,

       with your perfect lover sideby...

wanna be lost in his arms,

        bading whole world a careless goodbye.

Sky full of fireworks, land full of sparkling mazes,

you're living in an oasis, avoiding all lusty gazes.

You wanna be loved, you wanna be kissed,

         wanna be the only one in his eyes...

Can't think of hurting him, can't think of leaving him,

         if so, you'll surely die.

Then suddenly he disappears, suddenly he's gone,

            leaving you in total emptyness...

Suddenly you're hurt, suddenly you're torn,

           suddenly you've lost your only living base.

You wanna weep, you wanna cry...

           really really hard.

You wanna run, you wanna hide...

          like a little helpless bird.

But as time passes, if you're healed

          and accept your fate

you must know, you weren't in love...

         but gone through a mere side effect.

True love isn't that perfect,

              true love isn't that mad.

It doesn't drag you, but makes world better,                  

             the one, which you already have !!!

The ticking Clock...

Tick, tock ,tring, tring...

The round clock on the sand,

pointing the number twelve...

with both of its metallic hands.

The land is covered in dark,

under the canopy of night sky.

All men, retired to home...

under soft blankets, they all lie.

Time is turning in its own giant wheel,

infants grow old and injuries are slowly healed.

But the clock remains half burried,

under the yellow dusty sand.

Unnoticed, unwanted and...

without being touched by any human hands.

The clock continues ticking

just for the sake of it...

without stopping once, without any rest...

without even knowing, what really it is.

Suddenly, one day, it feels a touch...

on its round metal head.

So soft, so lovely...

so full of new colourful shades.

The clock finds a little human face,

glowing with suppressed glee.

She has lifted the clock up

and runs towards a nearby tree.

"Papa I've found a ticking clock" she screamed...

"Now we can celebrate the exact time,

                      when new year comes in!!!"

The clock feels good

and feeling an entire new joy...

realising that it's a giver after all...

not just a mere junky toy.

It'll now tick & chime happily,

                                     as it has found its final destination...
It'll give her the joy,

                 as she'll take part in the new year celebration!!! 

Dreaming...

In the middle of space, without any haste,

with planets & earth around;

through galaxy of light, feeling light as a kite,

I am flying away from ground.

Feeling no pain, no loss no gain,

neither feeling wild;

just flowing on, neither whole nor torn,

as the destiny's sole child.

I need no wings, to reach the high sky...

I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming up high!!!

Under the deep blue sea,I found it's only me

neither happy nor too sad;

just careless & free, I wander & see,

neither the good nor the bad.

Deep blue fades to aqua

                & aqua turns sea green

as night turns into day

                & slowly evening breaks in

I don't wanna lose, I don't wanna keep...

I'm dreaming , I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming down deep!!!

Surrounded by trees, water, soil,

Dunno if it's peace or turmoil

I'm walking on a road, walking all alone

whether it is known or towards absolute unknown

Roaming through hills & falls, on the earth ball,

with creatures of dark & light;

   in storm, in rain, neither sane nor insane,

in colourful days & black'n white nights.

I am seeing the sight & hearing the sound...

I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming around!!!

Dunno if it's true or illusion of mind,

dunno what is it, to which I'm inclined

Don't care what you say, it's the matter of faith,

it's the life, or on which the entire life is based.

I'll keep my faith as long as I stay...

I'll never quit dreaming,

                                I'll be dreaming always!!!

I realize...

the key of creation is unsatisfaction, unhappyness sometimes boredom,
but the key of great creation is true pain & true passion !!!

It is your degrees that reflect your status, but it is your hobbies that reflect your true self!!!

Life is a journey through fantasyland,

you just go on & on & on...                  

never stop untill you find,

the dead end of your lifetime!!!

LEGENDARY....My Way!!!

I'm a warrior, owner of power,

riding on a horseback through land.

wearing a grey hood, in the dense wood,

holding royal sword in my hand.

With my sharp eyes & quick brain,

ready to die & ready to slain,

at needs.

Children of land, will be hearing in songs,

about all of my glorious deeds.

Sometimes I save, sometimes I need to be

saved from.

Sometimes I win, sometimes just lost in an

old dusty form.

But I fight with all my might,

in a way of my own.

Sometimes blood, sometimes flesh,

n' sometimes giving up my bones,

I won't grow up, I won't die,

I'll remain as same as today...

In every century I fight n' ride my horse,

in my unique, very own way!!!

I dunno what I want...

May be a rose, may be a thorn,

may be an eve, may be just the dawn.

A search has been just started on...

as I dunno what is it, that I want.

May be home, may be street,

may be just wanna scream "this is it".

The search just goes on & on & on...

as I dunno what is it, that I want.

May be the starlit sky or up above the high.

May be down to earth & on the soil I lie.

the hunt'll never die & never be gone...

as I dunno what is it, that I want.

May be the colours of rainbow & its clarity,

may be just the white light & its purity,

I'll continue to look & continue to hunt...

as I dunno what is it, that I want,

May be glamour, may be dazzling

life as a whole

May be just a shy simple folk ,
                      with a pure glowing soul.

I'm still looking for it with my blood & bones...

as I dunno what is it I want & what should I own.

This search is a life long journey indeed,

transfers from life to life as it needs,

as the search of self is the ultimate...

once achieved, you'll be at your "Freedom Gate".

The Orange Street

It's the season of frost,

the greens are all lost,

it is icy & white,

with its cold freezing bites.

Whenever I look down I see it...

the glowy old orange street.

It's the time of night,

whether in peace or in fight,

the same way it exists...

as it is the pure trusty orange street.

In the time of fall,

if you're there at all,

you are gonna see it...

as it is the good old orange street.

Sitting in room & staring outside,

my mind wanders & glides,

in every emotion I feel it...

the existance of an

orange orange street.