The Poet Took A Stroll Around

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Sunday, February 26, 2006

-= The Game =-

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Amazed at how you indulge me, Life

One moment in my grip
And drained out the very next
Negotiating your escape,
Switching my palms.
As I aim at you, once more
Like the prey of my catch.

Hide and seek,
Dodge and chase
It's all become a game
And I'm always getting skilled
Without a hint of the rules,
Or a clue about my score.

Wish I could shift my gaze and find out.
But that's when
You'll take the last escape and defeat me,
End the game, and disappear
Without even a final round.

: ~Sen~

-= Desert Ground =-

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And then those moments go away

Again, slipping and sliding
Streaming out,
Like the flow of sand grains
from between the fingers
Thinning and dwindling
Slowly, the possessions of this palm.

Carried away far and random
by a silent, yet restless wind
Each thrown apart from the rest
as they trickle out
One with another,
One after another.

Somewhere in the distance
They'll finally graze through the surface
Slide into this sea of thousand others
like them
Nothing, but just another knit
Into this weave of sand
Coarse, yet smooth.

I'll stand, gaze fixed
Watching the grains go away,
Drain out from my palm
Like the rain from clouds
That runs them dry.

They'll all vanish
Emptying my hold, no longer bound
But a slight burrow of what I picked up
and tried to carry along
Is still left as a memory
Forever, like a scar upon my desert ground.

: ~Sen~

Sunday, September 25, 2005

-= Firefly =-


Blessed is the sinful ray,
That ruptures the black.
As it filters through the morning dew
Shivering sensuously on the tendril's curves,
And fades to a mellow death
Enraptured, as it kisses your skin

Smooth like honey, Sweet as caramel.

Soon the dawn would arise to a brilliant glow
That suffuses from your face,
Into the crimson horizon.
While I gaze hypnotized, mesmerized
At the delicate silhouette of you
Melting into the morning haze

The night would again befall,
When the candles flow onto you
A soft yellow of their light
As you shimmer and sparkle
Brighter than all their might.

But this is me, just a firefly
Watching you float into your dreams
As I shine on you, the glow of my burn.
Ensconced in your sweet slumber,
You wouldn't know who was afire
Around you, the entire night.

And when the morning comes,
You'll wake up, kissed by the sinful ray
Yet again.
My light would dim, and die out
As I hide myself from the mocking sun.
And wait till the moment again,
When I'll burn onto you with all my might
And become your unseen and unknown,
Firefly in the night.

: ~Sen~

Wednesday, September 21, 2005

-= Traveller Trails =-


Naked feet on the torrid sand,

I'll traverse this ocean of nothingness
As the trails of my footprints
Slit across its bloodless heart.
And they won't disappear, ever
Like the mirage of silhouettes
That walk upon this voiceless land

I'll stumble and fall,
As I climb the jagged slopes
Look up to the parched horizon
The sun burnished to a red
But still not thick as the colour
Of the blood that I bled.

Shine on me,
The fire of your burn
That guides my footsteps,
And slowly chars the rest of me.
I might fissure under the blaze
Crumble down and kiss the earth.
But as the darkness spreads over
And the tired sun fades out
The imperishable spark of my spirit
Would light the ashes,
From which I'd rise
Like a Phoenix in the night.
'Cause it'd soon be another day
Another day, in the crucial war
Of the untiring traveller
And the scorching rays.

: ~Sen~

Saturday, September 10, 2005

-= Pebblestone =-


A Pebblestone on the untouched calm,

Is all it takes.
As the trains of wave travel through,
Wrinkling and Melting,
The glassy spread of the spotless glaze.

This mirror of myriad reflections,
Upon which floats my world, so silent,
Shatters and breaks apart,
As the tumultuous waves rip through.
Bending and Tearing,
The shimmering images of the pristine view.

But soon the ripples fade away,
As do the fissures that run across.
While I watch the pieces melt into one,
And delicately float on the surface.
Once again.

This is a relentless contest,
Of the turbulent and the tranquil.
Never has it stopped.
Neither ever it will.
As I keep sitting alone on this idling boat,
Sometimes staring at the unchanging reflections,
And sometimes watching them break and rejoin.
When hoping for a newer world to come afloat,
I strike this watery stillness.
With a Pebblestone.
Yet again.

: ~Sen~

Saturday, June 11, 2005

-= Faded Footprints =-


The silence walks beside me today,
Awaking the calm in its gracious sway.
Embraced by the virgin peace,
I slowly drift along.
And journey amid the voices,
Which only sing your song.

There's a place, a beautiful place,
Where I once saw you cross my way.
It's been since then,
That I've walked the same path everyday,
Only to find your absence,
And your fading footprints.
While everything there gathers age,
Staying motionless in your endless wait.

Did you know,
That since the morn you brushed past them,
In your fragrant and sweet sashay,
I've seen those leaves shiver,
With a sensuous tremor,
Everytime they've been kissed, by the morning ray.

And it'll be a long time,
Before I visit that place again.
'Cause life is a voyage,
And I've already set sail.

But I'll come back there,
Before the sun sets upon my days.
And taking my last breaths, I'd lay,
Upon the realms of sunburnt grass and broken leaves,
Beneath which would lie buried,
Your faded footprints in the crimson clay.

: ~Sen~

Friday, June 10, 2005

-= The Last Sunset =-


The dried up crust,
And the brittle veins.
All crumbled to dust,
And withered away.

The leaf that fluttered,
One last time,
And fell down for an infinite existence,
Into the dusty shrine.

That is how it goes,
As time drifts away.
A perpetual flow of the temporary,
Is what we swim against.

A breeze in the dawn,
And its a joyous sway.
While a gust in the dusk,
And you're thrown away.
Forever.

: ~Sen~

Thursday, April 07, 2005

-= When It Finally Dawns Upon =-


The clouds finally drifted away,
And into the horizon
They got swallowed.
And as the first ray shot across,
Cutting through the velvet black,
The zephyr brushed past me,
And I awoke to the caramel glow.

This was my awakening,
Long lost by the starry skies
And the dreamy nights.
Reality is not such a bad place,
I thought, as I got up from the sweet repose
And shook the sand off my feet.
And down with it went all the memories,
Of those chimerical dreams.

All the countless faces,
That used to lead me astray,
Had gone away like the fallen leaves,
Into the spring's gusts on a dusty day.
They're gone, They're gone !
And it feels so good to be free,
Flying up far away,
On the sunshine's soft glow
Of a comforting reprieve.

There's a world beyond,
Till long beyond those indulging illusions,
That used to entice me into the dark corners,
Where I could feel but never see.
So here I let go away,
Of all those allurements that had me captured,
And also those that I tried to sieze.
Now is the time to set down firm,
My own two feet on the ground.

'Cause there's a lot to do,
Before I can go to sleep yet again,
And think about something new,
Something real.
Instead of getting led away,
By a renegade fantasy of things surreal.

: ~Sen~