Wednesday, April 16, 2008

The Street Singer

Rain drops fell on my gray umbrella
Knocking with the sound of a thousand dreams
But they failed to make to my lazy ears
Which were waiting for my legs to make the move.

"Laugh Aloud,Cry Along"
The woman, rather the girl sang
Dusky little thing as she...
Her voice through the rain reached some ears around
Pausing some of those wet legs in the street
Passing a tiny small wave of silence along with it.

More subtle was the pause than those words
Which were roaming around my idle brain
my eyes glanced the distaste in the faces
Of those disturbed minds,running as ever
In the city which never sleeps with the people
Who never woke up to look around.

Leaving a penny in her cap, i joined them
And her song washed out slowly.

Monday, January 28, 2008

The love of despair...

Never did you seek those roses that were kept for you

Roses, reddened with the blood spilled from my heart


Never were those words seen, which I wrote upon my life for you
Never ever those fingers touched the strings, beating in my heart, for you...

Beyond the blinded centuries, far beyond the endless depths of memories
I still know you dear, as that ray of sunshine which once fall on my winter sky

Its pain, I know, these thought of you, my dear, and ah...what happiness it brings
the pain ‘cause of you!
Let my cup be filled, forever, by the pain, the pain you gave me with your absence…

[the poem abv is intentionally put in this is a tribute to that great work 'anandadhaara' by balachandran i think i haven't portrayed one hundredth of the emotions that are involved in that wonderful poem!!! ]