i prefer burning than just fading away...

Numbness

2011-12-10T23:44:00.002+05:30

I've stopped listening to my cuckoo bird,

the one that's there, from the day I fell in love

love: with life, its joys, its smiles and its sorrows of course

The cuckoo bird still comes, at times

sitting on the parched, deserted tree, the tree whole roots boasted life, once

The tree was green back then,

the bird's voice had the canny softness

My dreams were my life once,

My life, a dream worth living forever

For sure, I said, many a times, love is there in people's heart

For sure, I said, I'll find one, one day

Love; hah, They proved me wrong

Forget even life, found just bodies draped in gold

Who can teach 'em, gold needn't be lovely

lovely diamonds well nigh will be proved stones, in the end

The charm subdued in that missed morning rose

The charm that they just concealed,

or may be just never saw at all

Heart- Thread of life

2011-07-16T01:40:00.005+05:30

There is not a single heart,
that misses no one,
and it beats, just to say
Hey you'll be remembered here, inside me, forever

You might be not there,
but these beats tonight,
the one I am holding in my chest
are a proof that yes you are held too close

Close enough that when the d-day will come
the last dawn of my life
when these breaths will have to stop, gasps may be harder
when eyes will blink for the last few moments

I'll pass on those same vibes
one I held too close to me
To someone subtle enough to care it
One who'll pass on to the other...

Then I'll fully complete the whole circle of life or at least my small part in this big circle of life, which keeps on moving as if forever. At least my small part

Martyr

2011-07-12T20:53:00.003+05:30

Bang, and yes my Sepoy is down
my own blood, wasn't he ?
I cried a lot, haven't I ?
Me to be proud, or feel hurt, but fr sure,
he proved, he loved me back

Bang, few moments before the fatal bullet,
machine guns, roaring loud
artillery, filling the dusky cloud
And only once, the thought of her
went across in a wink, before he was dead

Bang, he saw his past,the moments that briskly ran away
Feet of his mother, yes he still feels the last touch, sigh
Those rosy cheeks of his daughter Miya, moist in the tears of 'bbye'
Eyes of a wife, no single blink, bidding adieu with a numb stare
Wanting to stop the time in that moment forever, she can't

Bang, and yes my Sepoy was down
died for whom ? Yes, my own people
Just to pass on few words
"I gave my everything for you";
"Please love my land, the way I do"

Fear and Care

2011-06-01T14:25:00.003+05:30

Its cold, little moist in the murky darkness
just poured out, few sprinkles, thats all
I smelled the sand, each grain of it
seemed singing the same node, the node that binds us all.

The full moon of the night, half covered with clouds
As if hiding some secrets from me
Glides slowly behind the shades
Trees, all got a new puff of air to breath

Will it rain again, who knows
will the sand, the trees or the Air around
be joyous again, who knows
But I learnt 1 thing for sure...

Is the sand thinking of tomorrow's rain ?
I guess not.
Are the trees, birds sad , thinking they might dry the next moment ?
That too, I'm sure is a No

Then why do we cry, on the cost of happiness
How can the fear of tomorrow kill the joy of the day
Fear and Care ...
The words are rhyming, but fatal to mix-up with

Holy Love

2011-05-21T10:07:00.003+05:30

God made the sun,

love gave it, the shine

God made the stars,

love made them twinkle

God made the red rose

love called it beautiful

God made the mountains

love said they are serene

God or a Devil

2011-05-21T10:03:00.003+05:30

I see God in my love,

or is she really a God, itself !!!

The one you love, you make her god

the one who loves you back, makes you the god, right !!!

Humans can't be loved then, only gods can

If humans do; they can't hate at all,

And if they really can't,

They are the Gods, for sure

Love and God, Love or God

2011-05-21T09:59:00.002+05:30

God is everything, he is everywhere,

Love is God, I know ... Love is nothing, it seems nowhere too

How can God be smaller than Love !!!

Or may be He is

silhouette

2011-05-21T09:51:00.002+05:30

अब तेरा नूर, तेरी ही रौशनी,

हर एक चेहरे मे है ||

बस उसी मे सबसे ज्यादा दिख जाए

तो ज़िन्दगी काट लेंगे ||

Now I see your shadow, though dimmer, in every face I see.

Just incase, got them brightest in her face,

Will spend my whole life, in those moments forever

Lone lover, and the stillness

2010-05-20T21:21:00.001+05:30

Aah!! I came out, at last,

Now who is this “I”, I don’t know

The one who is just still, lying

Or the other one, who is watching the carcass

One “me” was lying on the dune,

Other “me” sitting, starring at it,

Trying to figure out what happened

Where did they both went wrong

On the top of the sand dune;

No life around for a hundred miles.

My spirit; just talking to my body

Not pity, but sad that “a truth just went unheard”

I tried to get back in, a lot,

Wanted, as if to live some moments, alone

But that I guess, is too much for me

So, accepted the defeat, and prepared to free

Sand dunes, yes that’s the name of their stillness

Death, yes the long cherished feelings are dead

I named it my world someday, desire still to live

“He is dead !!”, babbled a few

And my soul answered…. “Nah, It’s a new Life, a new Game”

I want life; I want moments in ‘em

2010-03-10T11:58:00.000+05:30

I saw the river, the one near my cottage
seems the same from years, and for years to come
Since when is it flowing, gusting as if from ages?
no one knows, no one asked her I guess

So I chose to ask her, lets unveil this secret too
near the night, a twilight I chose
Like life, Nature’s life too should have secrets to tell,
what needed is just a vigor to know

Why do you look the same? Why don’t you alter your way?
So stagnant, near motionless, seems life going astray
Reply that the river gave, so simple, so sacred yet sublime

“I seem calm, but the waters never the same,
I seem stagnant, But the lives in me as not
How can a life be called going astray when it’s giving life to many”
I learnt a lesson, a lesson worth telling…

Never let the spirit go waste, never let the flame faint
Its only one life we have, we live, we earn
Be patient, willing to learn a new lesson
Bad days are just bad teachers after all

Like the wind that flows without halt
the river touching the lands untouched
Like the days that fill ever moment in time
Life has to Learn on and on...

Numbness

2008-12-29T07:47:00.000+05:30

In the creepy silence
Near a deserted ravine; from long
A bud , I saw
Was about to bloom
And I named it my “Faith”

“Roses or Blood”
Oh! Both are red
Faith – The candle that glows longest
But even then , it’s a candle
Burns out, one day

Yes, I can see the smoke coming now
above the shimmering glow
Should I ask “Can you?”
or should I say “Will you”, I donno

Just to say
“Please don’t come”
You might get hurt
I am not on those smooth roads anymore
roads of love, i've heard 'em saying

That very last scene, the endings

2008-12-27T08:17:00.003+05:30

That evening, the sun I know, will set little early
The breaths are less, I guess few seconds are left;
I loved god, because someone was with me
Today I hate him, because he will break her heart

The strongest one, I met few years back,
The pillar which rose me up;
I know is silent in these seconds too
I know, was proud that I was high

Hah, God came,said “nine seconds left lad”
Just nine seconds to recall the last nine months
Donno, which month to recall first; Didn’t had that much time you see
So I recalled the last month first; The day I died. Ah! actually killed myself

Last came the month we met, unknowingly, silent
But the sweetest dream of me
You know what, I saved a whole second by then
My love knew it’s the last second of me…

This second, last when I’ll see her face
The second that will shatter all her beliefs
That “Love lasts forever, that it never dies ”
Time takes it all away, now who will teach her this after me ??

Its hard for me to smile now, harder for her to be quiet
I know for the first time she is filled with hatred
The god, the luck, or the hope;
She called it for long

Wall, that will be mended, forever between her world and my world
The world we shared, is not mine now;
What will she do of it, even she donno, nor do I
In one life, we cared of world, the world that neither of us belonged to

I am not sad because I am dying, everyone dies one day
I am sad because I killed her;
Out of hope, out of god, out of luck and out of love
I hate myself because I left first, I died first

Gods’ triumph over me

2008-12-27T08:15:00.000+05:30

One god took nine months to give me breathe
Another god came and took just a couple to take my breaths away;
Who is better, Who worked better??
But both had pains; And I too cried both times

I forgot to love my present; And the present forgot me

2008-12-27T08:12:00.001+05:30

Before, I learnt to live in present;

The present just went by, quietly;

The numbness of the future came

It had to come eventually, one day...

Now I sit back and remember my past

The past that had to be lovely, I guess,

I loved in it

Just to make sure time is not going unnoticed...

2008-11-19T23:02:00.005+05:30

Dont give them the name of poems, sad verses, thoughts or any other thing you read here...
They r there just because they wanted to come out of me, to free themselves and the breath alone on their own,
I do still have a relation with them. All of them. How can one have no relation with his soul.
Yes, its my soul this time you are reading, that just peeped out from an old dungeon... dont worry, it has seem a lot of dark things, so values light more than u... here it goes....

These are about my mom's womb.. yups me inside...

** Dark but I don't fear, thr is no time bound, no worries
** No air to breath, I don't need it, i don't cry here, eyes not came yet
** Little wet touches I feel on new skin, little noises I hear now and then
** My little random moves, all uncouth "I donno" y..
** This is the only real "I donno" because the worldly thinking not learned yet

** यहाँ काफ़ी दबा हूँ , पर दम नही घुट रहा , नही चाहता बाहर आना ; आज़ादी मे पता है , दम घुटेगा
** काफ़ी अँधेरा भी है यहाँ , पर डर नही लगता , सो कोशिश भी नही करता बाहर आने की। किसे पता उजाला ही डरा दे । सुना है वहाँ रौशनी ज्यादा होती है , मुझे तो खुशी चाहिए , रौशनी नही ।

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Sry I haven't written it, kaash likhi hoti

2008-09-15T19:51:00.001+05:30

Kahin to.. kahin to
Hogi wo,
Duniya jahan tu mere saath hai..

Jahan mein, jahan tu,
Aur jahan, bass tere mere jazbaat hai,
Hogi jahan subah teri,
Palko ki, kirano mein,
Lori jahan chand ki,
Sune teri baahoin mein..

(Jaane naa kahan wo duniya hai,
Jaane naa wo hai bhi ya nahi,
Jahan meri zindagi mujhse,
Itni khafa nahi..) - 2

Saasein kho gayi hai kiski aahon mein,
Mein kho gayi hu jaane kiski baahon mein,
Manzilon se raahein doodhti chali,
Kho gayi hai manzil kahin rahon mein..

Kahin to, kahin to,
Hai nasha..
Teri meri har mulaqaat mein,
Hoton se, hoton ko,
Chumti, o rehte hai hum har baat pe,
Kehti hai fiza jahan,
Teri zamin aasmaan..

Jahan hai tu, meri hassi,
Meri khushi, meri jaan…

(Jaane naa kahan wo duniya hai,
Jaane naa wo hai bhi ya nahi,
Jahan meri zindagi mujhse,
Itni khafa nahi..) - 3

Epilogue

2008-06-19T16:13:00.003+05:30

While in the last seconds, I remember those 3 sequels, long woven by me will change. The past, the present and the future.
Those last seconds reminds that there is no future anymore. Its just the past; I thought was lost long before, will speak for me.

Silence before I walked in, silence once again after I'll walk out...
So my story ends, and a poem takes birth...

Lets begin again...Could I or should I ??

2008-06-09T23:18:00.005+05:30

Not at all the day was silent but me

those green screens, that scented corridor

From where I passed a week before, or two may be

checking my watch; it was my office time

Unknown I went straight, Dr. Roger, my old school mate

Checked my pulse, the heart and eyes

I said “Beating as ever”, and giggled

never knew, that my smiles too, someone was counting

Life changed that day, nah, it’s not life any more

from that day on, I am lying on this bed,

Looking at the dotted sky, birds flying like my thoughts,

hearing those birds, meeting those whom I longed to meet

Two weeks passed, met many old and new

today, no one here but she; the loveliest I knew

I never spoke of pain even to the closest of my pals

today its hard time to keep calm, warm breaths when keep sinking low

Senses; now I started loosing ‘em all

that chirp going silent; light, slowly fading

Nerves loosing their hold over skin

skin, that too getting colder now I guess

“You will get well” few of the words I heard from her

I saw her last time, I guess to see her looking at me; and that is love

To keep her memories forever; forever though going to end soon

Alas, the last breath came out, it’s little longer than the rest…

Silence crept in. silence of death, no different than any other who died. Only difference is that I lt it just once, wont say in my life time, but yaa, at the time to leave behind the smallest thing I ever won.

The time when money ends, friendship ends, relationships break and yes, love too parts away. Love, the word that kept me wondering for long in this life.

Just for pleasing me, I babbled “Will surely meet you again, in some other world” be it a snow flake in your hand, or a fallen winter leaf when you walk along in your garden. Wont’ be able to live long in that world too, but will hope that those moments will come again and again.

I will dream again of you, as snow or as a dried leaf, the day when I’ll come back. Again a snow will fall in love with those light brown eyes; a sunken dry leaf will again see you that day, hoping somethings will still be left to share.

Do feel it that time please… at least for a few moments more…a few moments early

Do hold me that day, the way I held you few years back… You remember right!!!

Long live the beating hearts

Long live thy blooming flowers

Long live the candles’ flame

Long live love; well that’s the game…

Shaded Love, Rusted roots

2008-05-27T22:45:00.011+05:30

Walking adrift by a silent street,

crushing roadside leaves, that came

Thought how different we are from trees

they all silent, but we have that flame

Just that very moment, I crossed a graveyard

seemed like its silence, was screaming to be heard

I stopped and went inside, on the way I saw

an old grave, a verdant tree and a singing cuckoo bird

That stone on that grave, unsoiled by the wind

I went near to read the stone

“Mary 1917- 1955” etched on the top

and indeed the majestic tree where the sun shone

That tree was huge, giving shade to Mary

as if Jesus, to his resting mother

He shakes himself, to fly away the birds

so that she sleeps, and no one to bother

Unseen, unnatural was that love I saw

the loyalty of a son, for his mother below

One on which he grew so tall

who nurtured him, from a seed so small

Next day, I went past that yard

Thought to see again, what love really is

Went inside, but now was numbed

The officials cut that tree or killed it, last night

The one, succumbed to the killers

Mary is alone now, almost like me

I thought “How different I am from her?”

Stoic, we both were, but I moved

I knew, I was dead already…

The Killers and their demonic symphony

2008-04-25T03:29:00.002+05:30

Saw a child crying, searching for the eyes

Who once, loved her, prayed for her life

Crying on a pavement, watching a mob

Big red eyes, hers with cries, others with fury

The scream, waiting to be heard

Some wait to be heard for ever

They don’t go quite, they go damped

Dry are their dreams, drier are the hopes

They say He will come, one day

So what! Sun indeed never sets forever

They say He will come, cure us all

So what! Pain indeed cures its ownself

Part II

Those eyes, half closed, moist

A drop inside,

Ready to form a pearl, the purest of all

Ready to roll down, on those

Snow-white cheeks

Those drops were there, I know

Strong held from long time, infinite time I guess

But had to come out,

When gods cry, why cant she...

The little girl, still searching for life

Still searching Him, for help

"He was crying", she looked

Sobbing kid, almost silent with the lost girlishness

Looking at the mob, He sat with the girl

A bad time for Him, or for her…

My creator; or my sufferer

I burnt, but then I shone

2008-04-05T22:12:00.003+05:30

I got an idea once,

Weird though, but seemed new

I went to myself- that untouched one

and brought four candles

Lit them all, quite bright they shone

Picked the first, was called “sorrow”, I read

Wondered why it was shining brightest

Ah! Was about to finish,

Those who shine bright, always fade soon

Then came the candle called “love”

Beautiful, gracious like a seraph, of dreams

White, like a morning cloud in sky

But like sorrow, it too bid goodbye

Third seemed firm than rest of all, “friendship”

Pink, the color, I remember it had

Lasted for long, seemed with me from ages

Nightmare alive, when I saw, it too went off

The last one, now very dim, gone almost; was my “faith”

was kept in middle of others

centered, as if for help, I picked it up and blew it off

Its all dark now..

who sees any ways—You laugh, You cry and then You die

Dying to live, living to die

2008-02-13T17:12:00.004+05:30

There goes the love
bathing in the gloomy darkness
Its dark inside
darker than tonight's 'blackout'
Bodies everywhere, some died, some ripped
while others, waiting for one

Its not the death of the few hundreds
but of the millions, who were watching
A way when the hearts stop beating
of those who died, of those who killed

Lying on the street
waiting for my final terminous
Just a thought went across my senses
senses; though numb now, almost lost

"Is it what I longed for??"
I thought I know the answer
answer surely was "No", I thought
Alas, I was wrong or proved wrong

Time flew faster

2008-01-24T10:59:00.019+05:30

--Its most “intresting” to wait for the one when you know
The one for whom you are waiting wont ever return back

--It hurts when your love goes away, but seems a PJ when
Someone says that your love won’t ever come back

--Its different, seems new to loose someone in this life
But makes stronger as you never loose anyone again

--It’s rare to love sum1 and get it back in return
So is the other way round

--Friends applaud, seems the show is over now
But when is the next one? I’m waiting

--Difficult, to love someone whom you hate
Impossible to hate the one you ever loved

--Waiting from tat very second you haven’t looked back
Not grown a single second, waiting in tat second only

Mistitle Beauty

2008-01-24T10:54:00.003+05:30

“Some one teaches you the meaning of frenship & goes away
And you wait forever for the day of her return
To learn the way how to live without ‘em
And a day comes saying aloud
“She Can’t come back”
Today also my best moments I spend are with you
Fact been I don’t call ‘em Dreams any more…

Chanting hushes

2008-01-24T10:49:00.000+05:30

I was there last twilight, till my silent moon came
Set beside my and asked
“For whom are you waiting Raj”?
Candid, but for me rather sad sign,
“How could it be other than you!!” I said

Only this and a few silent moments to fill that night
The sun came next day and I, just walked away
I remember I looked back once, just to give a smile
That’s it, that’s all
I remember someone was sitting there, that last time I looked back
She was there still…

Day when I Dreamt

2008-01-24T09:54:00.000+05:30

“I died one day”
Everything stopped, seemed too weak
Nature around was cold, colder than myself
God today was silent, no psalms, no intones, everything too meek

And yes, a party, with me numb; someone called that day
My hopes, my dreams, my future; all went astray
From that day on, there was no future for me
All had tomorrow, with me nothing left to see

I tried to wake myself up, to do little more
Even when I knew, I did everything for sure
Money was there, my family I love
But still wanted to do little anew, big dreams to serve

“Many die daily”
Die off their wealth, love or health
The worst are those I remember I knew
Are those who die off their Dreams

Chirping was that bird’s dream
Aroma dreamt by that flower
Shining in dark once dreamt by my moon
Indeed living means dreams, nothing unknown, afar

And Pretenses Followed

2008-01-17T20:13:00.000+05:30

I was there last twilight, till my silent moon came
Set beside my and asked
“For whom are you waiting Raj”?
Candid, but for me rather a sad statement,
“how could it be other than you !!” I said
Just this much and a few silent moments to fill that night

The sun came next day and I just walked away
I remember I looked back once, just to give a smile
That’s it, that’s all
I remember someone was sitting there, the last time I looked back
I believe in no one and no one believes in me...
So there was my no one sitting, believing in both of us

Theories turned Assumptions

2007-11-17T02:45:00.000+05:30

Just saw the sun, settling in these pine trees
These snow topped mountains,
just got their last strike of sunlight
still could see the nature’s shade in them

Walking in that tropic,
Wonder who to call my friend
Deceptive, like the rest of the world it looked,
No paths, no roads; seems untouched from seasons

Only light in this darkness
Like only truth in 1000 lies
“Got her hand in my hand
and her shadow with mine”

And then was the snow fall
Each crystal was fresh and glittering
She asked “Am I more beautiful or the snow”??
I said “you are like these sharp stones”
and saw her shadow parting

I was standing alone
Hoping she will turn back,
Just once
And ask me why I said so

Friendship is not like snow bits
Beautiful but fragile; soft but feeble
Its like the mountain stones
Rigid, firm, forever

Neways, I stopped believing in realities
Now, I know stones are not real
Just little hard snow flakes
Waiting, for a summer

Doubts:Questions::World:Life

2007-09-21T00:59:00.000+05:30

Enrique Iglesias Lyrics
Tired Of Being Sorry Lyrics

why is it that...

we see some people coming close and we r happy
when it is sure that the soul is falling back

why is it that...

we do often cry over the best decisions
which we once boasted for years

why is it that...

some one teaches you the meaning of friendship and goes away
and you wait forever fr the day of her return
to learn the way how to live without 'em

why is it that...

all choose love not frenship and loose
but few choose frenship but still regret for that

why is it that...

ppl teach how to cry in love
but no one knows what to do in a lost frenship

why is it that...

The many gambles played in life,for life,with life
few hurt the most played "for life"
n you stop gambling forever..

You are RARE for me...

2007-09-21T00:22:00.000+05:30

I donno, really not sure at all
Perplexed, lost in the endings of future
Only one single question, Today I ask
Sitting near some books, turning their pale pages

Who turns the pages of life?
one by one, every year
Today, reading the 23rd page
I wrote it, or am I mere a reader??
I donno.

Sitting in this serein weather I recall
each page when turned made a noise
don’t remember the earlier one’s
Actually don’t really want to

The last one, I turned made no sound
it just ended unknowingly
So, I read it again n felt
As if not got its crux….what it could have meant

Can’t I ask you for a wish, O Lord!
Can’t I read it again at least once,
Lemme do it once more
Lemme know what it meant

I won't turn the next page of life
Want to read those few pages again
Want to live that life awhile
Please, can't I ......

But God or fate or may be luck was not my side. I never read those few pages again. So closed my book and went away in the unknown, unpredictable, murky silence just with a colloquial smile with last few words , I remember I said
“Thanks God, but I won’t read any book again”

I Won to Lose

2007-09-18T01:53:00.000+05:30

Why that win, today
looks so dull, diminishing
My soul, my today, my tomorrow
Everything fading to the end in future

Why the sun is dark,
forgot his shine I guess
Why my moon not milky any more
is it dreaming like me in his bed?

Why do I write; for whom; for what
what do I prove, miracles of past with some candid thoughts ??
Dreams made me dream more
My thoughts made me think again
To think of sum1 gone
Gone far away from that last fence,of love

Drop's Triumph or mine

2007-09-06T00:38:00.000+05:30

i've seen my grass roof tonight

cracked at the edges like r love

its cold alone in this hollowness

dark n frigid as never before

Some say its rainin water

then why, seems like my blood

as if dripping down from top

as if trying to get freedom

That drop got what it wanted(freedom)

But like others,it too reached ground

call it luck, call it destiny

it went into some other edge in earth

Life must play many roles

if at all be called as life

Like that drop ready to imbibe

"unknown place, unknown ppl"

yet ready to remove thirst of all

yet ready to make new way

altogether, again, anew

एक बुझी सी लौ

2007-08-15T17:40:00.000+05:30

एक ख्वाब था मेरे पास
रह्ता था दोस्त की तरह
पर हां, हमेशा खुश, हंसता हुआ
शायद मैने भी हंसना,
उसी से सीखा हो|

आज फिर वेसी ही रात
पर कही कुछ कमी, कोई दर्द ज़रुर है
वो ख्वाब अब मेरा नही, दिख रहा है जाते हुए कुछ मील दूर से
ज़िन्दगी अकेली है आज रात
इसमें भी जीना,शायद उसी से सीखा है|

कुछ ख्वाब दिखते नहीं, महसूस होते हैं
वो भी आज वही ख्वाब है
कहीं है आज भी, किन्हीं और लोगों के साथ
सुना है, नाम "चांन्द" रखा गया है उसका
मैंने तो ज़िन्दगी रखा था, क्या इतना बुरा था

ज़िन्दगी फिर से शुरु हुई है, हकीकत में
कभी सोचता हूं, फिर से जी ली जाए
कभी सोचता हूं नहीं, क्यॉंकि डर है किसी कोने में
कहीं ये ज़िन्दगी भी वही, वॅसा ही ख्वाब ना बन जाए
पर अब क्या फर्क पड़ता है,जीने को कोई और जनम ढ़ूंढ़ लेंगे ||

Smiling Wanderer

2007-07-10T00:17:00.000+05:30

I’ve bruises, I’ve patches
I live in dark, with not a single spark
I don’t twinkle, nor I am round
No one like me, not a single merry sound
the stars are glorious, that Sun being the best
Why cant I be like them shiny like the rest

I had a friend indeed
“Earth” the name you gave to her
addictive, romantic, versatile were the words
Seemed lame, childish describing her

On one dark, clear night
dipped in Christmas carols
I saw a star, cute like a fresh melted snow
Majestic like those army gun barrels
Just came close, became my mirror

Indeed earth was my life
But that star was so different
Life One day asked me to choose any one
I choose friendship, I Lost
The dimmed star went away, I paid the cost

Today not even my earth
Nor that star I have
Wandering, unseen in the dark
Waiting for nothing, not even that spark

Little Me

2007-07-10T00:16:00.001+05:30

Let me be that moon for a while
for a time which has no ends
Let me talk to my neighbors, the stars
will indeed love me and will be my friends

How happy I am, having so much to say
to so many near me, enjoying life my way
Hah!! They all are like me, glowing in the dark
Life shining brighter like a crackle’s spark

One night my best friend, my everything I ever had
a star called “Venus” came and said
“Do you know why does clouds move fast?
Why don’t they wait near you?
Never do they stop?”
“Pardon me” I sat, thought for a while
“Probably they don’t like me” I said
Well, that’s the only reason I had

A pearl dropped from my Venus eyes
but with a smile saying
“They go to earth, falling like snow
teaching what is love, which makes you glow”

Last touch of Past

2007-07-10T00:13:00.000+05:30

We spoke a lot I know
indeed many snow flaked years ago
Those notes which had a lovely song
now seems buried, proving me wrong

Gliding over those thoughts again
though its lovely but now of no gain
Why am I waiting for you from that day?
when it’s sure you won’t turn anyway
Indeed your thoughts were of mountain heights
Touching the winds, even lowering the skies
But, I made myself big like those clouds
Covering your mountains and all your bounds

Thought I could melt you one night
You remember!! Helped you in all your fight
In fact I never waited for that thanks
But yeah, paused once for that last glance

Till that night I was waiting there
With my moon and a cotton cloud
But then again the day broke
The moon and that cloud said
“No one stays forever my dear”
and said “Goodbye”
I too turned and went on alone
Saying thanks to my moon and that same night sky

Who to be Blamed??

2007-07-10T00:10:00.000+05:30

I have a long life to live, to have all my dreams

but a little time to give, to cheer you up it seems

Indeed I counted every year that went

touched all the seasons spreading their lovely chant

Those days that whispered joy a lot

and those big warm secs that just went in a shot

Do remember the time gone

that milky moon which from years shone

The evening star that blessed my way

all seems as if now fading away

Running is the principle the world laid

love, hatred are no longer its shade

It indeed killed all the hatred I bore

but it took my love for sure

Are we living just to run?

Or we are running to have a life

Will I ever get u as my prize?

Or all my dreams will meet their sad demise

Sry...But who r u ?

2007-04-17T06:38:00.000+05:30

One fine day a man came
face as shiny as the sun
he sat beside me; and said
Hi Raj, do you know me?

Absurd, unexpected question indeed
from a rather unknown unfamiliar face
But the voice was loud and sharp
like someone with majestic grace

Why is he here today?
Was I the only person to choose?
Many questions are there in my mind
Is it in his power, or mere a greed

Neways, I had to answer his query
sitting beside my lotus pond
SO I said with utter softness
No Sir ,indeed not, how could I

"You know I'm God, The Almighty"
And showed all glory He had
I just stood up and whispered
sorry you can't be, they are my mom and dad

But Be My Friend

2007-04-15T18:58:00.000+05:30

I am a pile of books on a shelf
all saying something different
havin' a different chapter altogether
sometimes saying
something big
or the other
as small that can't even be felt in first go

the books, whose pages are burning red hot
like the core of the fireball
or some books which are as cold
like a snow flake
on a lill girl's nose

Take any one of them,read it
If u like that
U gonna read the whole shelf and be my friend
If you don't,better take that book
and give it to me
I'll correct it, return u as a gift
But with 1 promise;Be my friend

Life is Chess Or Chess is Life

2007-04-13T14:44:00.000+05:30

The rules of life are same
like those of this board game
Every play is like one whole life
You play to win, not to loose and to blame

I came as a brave fighter
And fought like never before
My knights, my Rooks, my Bishops were the Best
Made my foe to knock at the exit door

I used my kings and queens
Better always than my rival
Mine were always better then those
who begged to me for their survival

Why today the game seems so different
Why today I really want to loose my game
After over million fights I proudly won
I am happy to loose to her; and no one to blame

One day I’ll blend in this thin air
Then won’t ever come back for you or for glory
But indeed will leave my imprints, my footsteps
To tell you my modest valour story

Little Strawberries of life...

2007-04-03T22:46:00.005+05:30

I am now deep under unknown waters
Its dark; its freezing
chokes a little
But i've learnt to enjoy that too
Thanks anyways

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They say "don't judge the book by its cover"
But what if you really miss is its title

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"The thing which has no solution is not a problem"!!

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Someone takes brown sugar and heroin
others just smoke and drink
I too wanted to taste one of them
"I took poems "

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Never be a suicide bomber; it hurts
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Hey God... in my next birth do gimme sum different world to live in...Really a place worth living life not just having it...

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“I am not perfect”
& tats what I Like the most in myself.
But still I’m chasing This thing
The thing which I know I wont like

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AND PRETENSES FOLLOWED
They say “Raj you look sad”
I say “I am about to lose my love”
They say “why are you so happy”
I say “I found that she was never mine”

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Bigger Bigger Brighter Sun
No wonder that you are fun
Down there in my underground
Sitting quite making no sound
(with special thanks to Jane Taylor for giving me the first poem Twinkle twinkle little star)... READ THE ABOVE ONE IN THE SAME TONE,, U'll njoy :D

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Life is not made up of what we want,
It’s what we get, the difference makes all of us what we are.

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Success is not achieved by Contended people

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Start where you are, with what U have
Make something of it, & never get satisfied

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Losers are never lovers
And lovers are never losers
I too, won in this show of life
Its just, I regret my victory

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Its often confusing, to lose your love
And to lose the person you love
“Thanks God. I lost just the 2nd one”.

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Everything happens for the good
Well, if not I don’t let it happen again

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Its boring to play games you always win

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Work out everything possible
Do ne1 admire LOSERS!!

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There is nothing like “loosing some1”
Its just a time out call
A little earlier then expected

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Really the cold humid winds were deceptive enough
Thought I got the glimpse of my lost treasure
Oh… not again, these winds just blew it away

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Always go for the book by its cover; At least you have something you wont have to regret about, ever

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Work out everything possible
Do ne1 admire LOSERS!!

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If you can take me for what I am,
I will take you for what you could ever be

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In those U turns; it seems I forgot to walk straight

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How does it feel
when you are waiting for noone
and that Noone comes,
saying "Hi Raj, how were the days without me"?
and you just see those eyes and whisper
"I found something more dark than 'em"

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Will I lose me love again
or possibly It was never mine
Will I sleep forever tonight
We know, for me the sun won't shine
My clock gonna tick the last sec today
can't I request her to be lill fast, a lill more kind

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I searched, I found, I lost
then lost again; in the dreams
I think thats why perhaps I fear to sleep

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Good Night...
A good bye to these illusions
or ahoy to the illusions to come

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I asked God once...
Give me little more brain
so that I could gain more
But Instead
He gave me a little big heart
And when I argued
He said"So that u could enjoy more in the little things u have"

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If you are my friend ...

Well you can't be a better friend than me
And If you are my enemy
You can't be a better one either

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I am the simplest person you can ever think
I am the most complex person you will ever find

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Friendship...
A very big thing indeed
As it can't be sold not given
But can only be shared

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If you are not first any where
Believe Me;
You are Nowhere

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Everyone has its own interests,may be weird
take that road
and U r on the top of this world

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Today is the last day of yrs...
removing the last few torn pages
don't even remember name of our book xactly
just checking the no: of pages we wrote together thats it
will sure write 1 again
Only with 1 thing common...Loyalty
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Don't sleep!!!
How will I dream than???

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Isn't it amazing ,
Only WE;
In a cluster of trillions of stars can move against the general universally defined forces

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Learning from the bad
Enjoying from the good
That's life ;that's world;That's Rajrishi all about

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life is a trick, fking original; every1's life is different, every1's trick so very original

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Mystery of life is, it can be made as complex as possible without many things making any sense at all

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Fake tears for the right guy, True tears for the wrong one ... Thanks for not cherishing the later one, a bigger thanks for now showing the fore

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My matchless Nox

2007-04-01T16:15:00.002+05:30

My spirit is like that moon
the one there in my sky tonight
It grows rich; its halo shines more bountiful
when it feels, some one is nigh
Indeed when finds nothing
it goes to the dark phase again… unsounded

My moon has those patches now
those holes where the brightness fades
Is it an idlest thought of my mind?
or is it really getting dull, going worse, ready to perish

It was not that faint that day
was really a shiny perfect pearl
I could see it right from my world
shining like the sun in that black eyed girl

Why are there clouds around?
does its beauty now needs any praise
Why is it an outrageous flaunt
is it now needed to prove its grace?

I just saw my moon today
was shining right up there again
Indeed lill feebler than before
i was flurried; seems its not for me any more

Even now mine is a beautiful world
though my world has no moons to show
You could see it in my eyes
its as bright as that pearl
As glowing as on the first day
Ages behind; miles apart; years agone

Untitled thoughts

2007-03-25T03:44:00.000+05:30

I thank you alot
Thank u for all smiles
Though i never saw 'em on your lips
But indeed in your eyes

Ya,They were true
Truth that can't be felt
They were like those beautiful bergs
Bergs ready to melt

They were green
as fresh as a maple leaf
They were pure
like the tear from a baby's cry

There were dreams in them
dreams with a bright shine
They had a picture,
I know, i remember the picture of mine

They had the warmth
like the one in a sunny winter breeze
They had me...
Some where down the crease

I felt something
So I came and saw you crying
I thought ,they are for me
But... sigh
they were not and i am lone again

Again...Today i'm thanking you
thanks for making me cry
Atleast I got another taste in life
No probs at all will give it a valiant try...

There Goes the Last Air

2007-03-20T18:41:00.000+05:30

" How to define myself
well...
as a book never read
Or a phrase never said"

I had people whom i loved
and people who loved me
I had stories to tell you
and listen a lot from thee

I had seen the world
the world with the eye of a kid
Yet to decide the way
the way,hoping to be beautiful... indeed

The world gave me everything
Its each taste was prim which ever I tried
Now,its time to repay 'em all
In a fair way, before i bid goodbye

I'm breathing the last few breath
donno which will be the end
But you made it really worth
To cherish a few,within this bend

Please come and hold my hand
Sorry...Its the last time of me
Please hold if I'm still breathing
Or the last phrase will be left Incomplete

The First Life

2007-03-16T16:57:00.000+05:30

I've no memories to share ,no histories to tell
But yes a whole bunch of fresh dreams ready to be served
waiting to be cherished..........

The eyes are glittering
I hope not by the tears any more
I am smiling
I guess no pain is hidden behind any more
The wind is calm
Waiting for sumone to touch
Will you be with me
With me in those moments i miss u so much

Lets live life Not Dream it

2007-03-16T16:48:00.000+05:30

Twas not a day which jus went away
Twas was not the same in any sense
Not the cotton clouds, not even the silent sky
were looking the same...sayin good bye

The light was more flashing
The sun was more warm
Not as Dim as wispy as it was
hallucinating as a big chuck of fireball

The breeze had the passion
the passion never before
Seems as if calling frm the fields
Calling in the lap of thy glory

Is it the same old story
The story told from ages to all
Or it was a new rise
A upthrust after a deep fall

Yes..I am a grown up now
To fight in this greedy world
Not to perish in their clutches
But to prove them my hold

Eyes - They see within

2007-02-17T23:05:00.000+05:30

N0 D0uBt

Thats all I have
though less beautiful than you but
more meaningful indeed
they are less black
They don't have the shine like yours
But they are
More happy looking, they are brown
They are the one whom
sumone gonna accept Gladly
I bet those eyes (who so ever) i donno
will be a happier one ....nodoubt....
In the end ofcourse
Thanks for proving me wrong
I can't trust on eyes any more

r u there ?? or the silence is screaming

2007-02-17T22:51:00.000+05:30

Gone Little Mermaid:::1

The name is not known
probably never was it ever shown
But the love still clicks the mind
deep down in the heart
that can still be felt
Yes,probably might be hind

The heart sinks, now almost an open wound
burning red as it seems
Like a fruit which has its peels
it really feels
bad ,bruised n rotten
Yes,probably she was my heart's peel

Can I ever forget her
How can I loose my voice
Every song which I heard ,I sang
Was indeed her chioce

Can I go to the recent past
Can I touch the moments gone
Jus' to change the wrong works i did
Get my voice back ; get my song...

the next one is almost like it jus witha lill change.This one was a "more newfangled" than the later one ...:)

U there??Or I am mistaken again

2007-02-17T03:17:00.000+05:30

Gone LiTTle Mermaid:::2

The Name is not known
and never it ever shown
But its there I know
Its there for sum1 in sum1...
The love still clicks in maa mind
deep down in the heart
that can still be felt ; might be unknown
How can I hide the feel
How can I forget the tone
Why does things change
Why to say the love has gone..
Can i ever forget her
Can I loose my voice
NO, at least not now;not yet

When i open maa eyes I c the world
When i close them,i c u
Then better i keep then closed till the end
So that I may never loose u...

Past taught future ....for my everything

2007-02-17T02:59:00.000+05:30

Remember The Day The Dawn Came,

And a novel life got a new game

Remember the time when you were there

And I heard the music of life with no care

I still can feel your presence right up here.

But that I know won’t make you any near

As you are up in the deep rosy red

And I’m here lying on a filthy bed

I had no TIME to think of my past

But borrowed “some only for you” at last

The life moves at a greater pace

And cope up only because of you, you –my face

The stages of life will come and go

Every second will be flashed up with its glow

Progress has no boundaries I know

But is that a reason to forget you so,

Life can’t be made forgetting the past

In me of course every thing is you at last

Time will come when I will accomplish you

No one ever thinks of it I knew

But that what happens at every end

The sun (of life) sets off of at an unknown bend

Then others will remember me when I am gone away

Gone far away from the land

Only if it makes you happy

Forget me... if it makes you sad…

T'was My first poem for the best person in this world my grandfather.His physical existance is not now but for me it doesn't matter ...He is always wit me i know.

Unknown Untamed Thoughts

2007-02-17T02:56:00.000+05:30

Let me hold the time
Right in my palm
let me hold u fr a while
Right in my arm
Let me feel the blue sky
The shades which fills the dark
Let me be silent
to make a lill mark
Will u be the one
In this silent part of night
The one whom with I share the secrets
The secrets never shared
Will u be the one
At tis shore tonight
The one who listens to the silence
The silence which I least cared

Me,Myself and Raj

2007-02-17T01:44:00.001+05:30

Hi...
u might be thinkin what m i writing or what am i gonna write ....or fr whom is it n bla bla......well this is NOT for those who don't know me but for those who hav a wispy idea that who this GOOD LOOKING guy is (kidding):-

My story is simple :-
The story that started not long time back .....hmmmmm on the bright sunny noon, but lill cool day of 9th Nov !985 in a city called Idar in Gujarat(That doesn't mean that i know 'kem cho' xactly)...God indeed selected the best possible mom n dad for me ...Thats the starting of my story (n goin tranquilized till now ;))

Then comes the confusing name what does "RAJ RISHI PUROHIT" mean ......

Truely saying "NOTHING" as a whole but partially u can yrself make out by the words in it...
RAJ :- Kingdom
RISHI :- Sarvagyata
PUROHIT :- Brahmin( thats in itself is a story comming soon)

If you ever happen to meet this guy whom this blog belongs to, u'll find a that fella a rare combination of three different tastes...as per his name sounds
Raj :- Aggressive,Forcing
Rishi :- Intelligent,witty
Rishu :- Childish,small fry :hehe:
The Three parts in the name are not assembled a long time back but in 10th standard when a uncanny idea came to this lill but curious mind to change the name itself...n So the search fr the name started n guess whose name was it ......was of r school PRINCIPAL....i surprised him when he first saw my register name RAJ RISHI PUROHIT...His name was raj rishi sharma...nice day that was really ;)...

But then what this world called this guy before the 10 th ???
GOOD QUESTION if a fool is asking ....
well now comes the real/true/old/exited but still thats what I personally want ppl to call me with the Touch n calmness which it has is not in Raj Rishi....
That pyaara saa naam is RISHU RAJPUROHIT...
Rishu was taken from the Marwari word 'Rees' which means anger as i used to be always in a fightin mood...Not now ok...evry glory has an end lolz
By cast I am Rajpurohit that means the one who taught the Kings (I donno how much they hav learnt or ever they tried to study at all)....

The name is clear I hope...ne confusion ....well won't be entertained now...
my life is really entwined between these names
Can call me Raj/Rishi/Rishu/RajRishi what ever u want...

Academically a DPSite n now a student of DAIICT...Meant to go out in the world after doin MBA n try to decrease the entropy n randomness in the cosmos ....