A DESIRE OR TWO…

A desire or two

Browbeaten and bottled up

Secured safely, archived in the cellar

Lost sight and forgotten

Under the dusty layer of clay.

 

A hankering rambler

Wanting to quench

Opened the window of the cellar

Taking a sneak peek

Into the watering hole, well arrayed.

 

Entering the dark corners

Damp and musty

Stirring the long trapped

Air inside

The wanderer found his quay.

 

The tightly shut cover

Loosening its grip wanting to breathe

Got a whiff of the vintage spirits

Intoxicated and provoked

Nudged the lid away.

 

Losing the cover

Laid bare the desires

No longer caged and bedevilled

Leapt out of control

Slid and had their way.

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If Not Now…Then When Shall We !!

If Not Now…Then When Shall We !!

 

Entire sovereign is favouring inaction, indeed party to crime

Everywhere, there is bloodshed, corrupted every mind

There is an impenitent dance of selfishness ‘n’ indifference

Marginalized is the common man, slighted is womankind

 

If we don’t fight for our rights now, then when shall we!

 

Powerful afflicting the weak, making them weaker

Wealthy becoming wealthier, one third still below poverty line

Enslaved, living a life of untouchables and maligned

Screaming for justice, do we heed them whine

 

If we won’t hear them cry, then when shall we!

 

Every religion ‘n’ caste is brewing hatred ‘n’ crime,

Common man so timid and scared, turns an eye blind

Few raise voice are singled out, pay price of being kind

Deprived of justice, subjected to more barbaric crime

 

If we still don’t raise our voice, then when shall we!

 

Media makes a news churning machine, chases TRP rates

The more sensational it is, more it sells in the race

People suffer from social amnesia; issues are dozen a dime,

Fast paced life, refuses to pause, fatigued by daily grind

 

If we don’t move now, then when shall we!

 

Honour for women, pride for daughters, is what we’ve been vying

Youth immersing in drug menace, hope of India’s dying,

Children of today, are future of tomorrow, is a forgotten rhyme

Caste still leads, power still rules, superstitions still haze our minds

 

If we don’t woke up still, then when shall we!

 

Where are those, whose senses are alive ‘n’ blood is still warm

Those brave hearts, who’re willing to fight ‘n’ await a new dawn

Who claim to be nimble n awake, need to create a storm

Those erudite, who dream and strive for a reform

 

If it’s not time to wage a revolution, then when shall we!

 

 

Have I Lost my Poetry !!

Photography by Tejas Singh

Photography by Tejas Singh

Have I Lost my Poetry !!

 

Have run out of ideas, disarray are my thoughts

I have lost my words and dreams, gamut of writing art

Which earlier was my forte, I used to razzmatazz 

Too numb to feel anything, the Poetry is lost……..

 

There is no fresh inspiration, to well up the drought

The ocean is dried up, once was so deep n vast

Need to reignite the fire in my frozen heart

Its not the one which flows in veins, but burns you red hot

 

All the stories I nurtured all along, are vent n exhaust

I keep going back to the same beliefs and dreams, once envisaged

Letting the same emotions flow, over n again the canvas and collage

Have I devoured the skill of rhyming or all my creativity is lost……..

 

For once I have to feel so strongly about something

A new idea, a new feeling or a novel thought

For once again I need to connect to my soul

Feel the passion and not let it perish or rot………….

 

Poetry gives me joy n my sense of attainment

 Enlightens my eyes and enlivens my heart

Can’t wait till I get some fresh air to breathe

So let these feelings be the source, to let the stream start…..

Let me bid you bon voyage…go live your dream!

My Precious !!

 

I have uprooted my little scion

And planted it so far far away

To experience new milieu

To blossom n flower in an abounding way

 

Our roots were so entangled

Our hearts were so entwined

It hurt n bled as I pulled away

The invisible umbilical cord, intertwined

 

Over the years and seasons

I have nurtured it with love n care

To protect it from chill n frost

Kept tucked under my shade

 

Then came a day

When it touched the ceiling

Ready to fly n gain full height

How I wished I could keep tending

 

Do I really have to do it,

Why not fend under my wing

To keep it warm n protected

From the world so unforgiving

 

I secretly fathomed,

I have to let it sail

To learn to face the strong winds

Of life’s storms n gales

 

To prepare for the global environ

To grow into a grove, evergreen

Learn to bloom through autumn n winter

For life is not an everlasting spring

 

I have to strengthen my core

To let this cause begin

To help unleash its full stature

To let strew its fragrance to the brim

 

Let me bid you bon voyage…go live your dream!