Hurry

Hurry

the hurry to save time,
pushing along the queue,
jumping over the spine,
chaos in my view.

patience at target,
pointed at the eye of the fish,
every tick of the clock,
clutching the trigger tighter,
and when the bullet is released,
sanity sold at bargain,

no time to feel, no time to sense,
electronic emotions expressed,
with a touch on the screen,
smiles exchanged without really smiling,
costs rise in the share market,
of things which were free.

the sonority of metal coins,
defying and spinning respect for a toss,
let heads and tails decide your worth,
i am too busy to do it else wise,

technology , now multiplying on exponents,
everything controlled and organised to will,
Curiosity playing with the mind,
brains are better and sharper,
cutting through anything you like,
including heart, love , care and soul,
ironically, the world is on its toes,
but still everyone takes time to be wise enough,
and they say we are progressing,

asteroids, aliens, earthquakes, volcanoes , all can wait,
because world does not require an Apocalypse,
the world will fall on itself,
inhumanity will take the humans to an end before other things does.

Dont slip off the shore

don't slip off the shore..

world is far and wide,
stretching up to the shore,
beyond which lies a tide,
with many things to explore.

the shore and the sea,
separated, but together at the same time,
the sea where lives she,
and land, the home of mine.

the shore, the meeting place,
of four of us,
on the occasional days,
when weather brings lovely winds,
carrying the wavy waters beneath them,
to unite the long forbidden lovers.

I love the shore and what lies before,
The wet and dry sands,
in which stands a brown boat,
which carries me to the sea,
to meet her while i float.

On a lovely day when clouds hid the sun,
I walked barefoot on the shore, searching for fun,
lost in thoughts of some one,
then i sat nearby, my arms round my knees,
when came crashing on the sandy floor a wave from the sea,
the wave politely touching my feet,
like wanting to say something,
then quickly sliding back to the ocean's hands,
it wrote a phrase on the sand,
when i stood up to see,
it read, "Follow me",
no sense i required at that one moment,
i did what i read following the descendant,
I ,against my wish, my soul, my mind, kept moving into the deep sea,
a mystical power conquered me,
and i let free

Amazing it was when watery bubbles went up to the surface,
when i sighed like a young furnace,
amazing it was how i am alive, breathing u,
u move like a wave in my mind , in my heart , in my blood and whole the body through ,
it was the deep ocean of love into which i had drowned,
but to my will, not because i was bound,
bound to your essence, your aroma, your presence,

You the beautiful, the white pearl of the ocean,
whose radiance had stopped my heart's motion,
and let it beat the rythm which u defined,
for my life to be a life, u were assigned.....

As far as stars

sun has drowned behind the mountains,
water has started to slip from the fountains,
the sky turned yellow, orange, red, and dark,
on the never ending canvas,
black colour has been embarked,

stars from every corner have appeared,
making me moan, when we exchange stare,
reminding me of all those who were dear,
driving off hurriedly, whom i had seen standing at the rear,

just like stars they are far,
at an unreachable destination,
but their memory rests in my mind, as the stars shine,
somewhere in a deep corner of my imagination,
their words, their deeds, their look and their love,
everything remains preserved from the ravage of time,
among all the jewels, they hav become, the most precious treasures of mine,

evry now and then, my hand reaches my phone,
that a msg, a phone call, an email wud come,
carrying their name, cause m waiting here alone.
then, when i see nothing to mention,
i quitely look out from the window,
which steals my attention,

i believe but disapprove the fact,
that has arisen out of greed,
that those times would never come back,
when here i stand in my immediate need,
denied of love, warmth, care and satisfaction,
when nothing of those times remains in my hands,
i hav to content and drink my tears,
because life has other plans.

yes, there are new ones, not one but many,
but of those era, there arent any,
life cannot stop, so i am getting through,
keeping account of most of the things,
if u can listen, then quickly reply back,
all my friends, where are you?