It was just a design.....

It was just a design...
A hope for a new beginning....
It took wings and I set sail.....
Deep into the oblivion....
It's dark in here...
Am groping...
Somewhere deep down ....
A sense of apprehension....
A sigh of relief....
Finally, I have overcome my demons....
Finally, I have come of my own.....
Finally, am there where I wanted to be............
Is it so? Really?

Not yet....
I have countless miles to traverse...
Many more hurdles to cross......
Speed breakers to break the tempo.......
Yet, am game.........
Am not alone....
My army follows me everywhere....
Follows my lead.........
Am the unsung hero of my ballad...
Am the tragedy Queen of my movie...
I am game for an Oscar......
Coz' I know, I deserve it.

In the award ceremony of life...
I stand tall to receive.....
What is to be mine ....
Ultimately, the mother of all awards...
Heavenly bliss....
Moksha.....
A ground reality...
Mine to achieve....
On my own....
A lonely traveller....
Not yet tired....
Of dealing with the scum of the World...
Not yet worn out.....
There is still some chutzpah left in me..........
There is still life breathing within me......
Am all set to break the barrier....
Am all game for the gamble....
The great gambler that I am....
Playing all my cards at once....
Spreading them open on the table...
Am sure to win....
That's the spirit that eggs me on...
Join me in my endeavour....
Join me for success....
Stunning success.....
Join me for pure ecstasy.....
Join me in  my quest.
It was just a design...
The creator made me....
Moulded me.....
Am all set... Baked and ready.....
Am the perfect design....
No moulds for me....
Just chisel and hammer...
A whole lot of hardwork for almighty.....
Yet, perfection personified.

It was just a design...
And, lo behold!...
The Lord held me....
And said... PERFECT... PICTURE PERFECT.

Sparkle remembers....

Sparkle remembers.... Every moment.....
You are not far from her...
Yet you are too far away.....
You distanced yourself from the light...
The light shone bright....
You went towards the Sun...
It burnt you...
Sparkles remained there...
Waxing and waning like the moonlight.

Cool and soothing moonlight.....
Bright yet soft....
You moved away... not ON ... AWAY....
Sparkles was left all alone....
All alone in a big dark world....
She held on till she could...
Drifting in the sea of emotions...
You weren't there....
When she was drowning....
Someone held her hand .....
Pulled her out....
Her lifeline he became...
He is there and will never leave....
For Sparkles is all he wants...
Her happiness is all he desires....
She remembers you...
Coz' he reminds her of you....
A self made man he is ...like you....
A music afficiando he is ...like you....
But, he is HE himself...
No pretensions.... Just a belief.

Sparkles was there when you were burning...
She was burning too...
You left her bereft of emotions....
Yet, she held on...
Holding tight....
Believing.....
You would realize and be back...
You never came....
He came and brightened her path....
He came when she was down and out...
You never came.

Sparkle still loves you....
But, her love for you remains platonic...
At a spiritual level...
she will always be there when you call out...
She will come...
But, she will not remain....
Coz' the Sparkle only shines once....
One has to capture it and save it ....
You let go......
And, the spark faded away.

Sparkle remembers you....
Every moment... Good or bad...
She remembers....
But, she knows ......
You are too far out to reach....
She burned too.....
She rose from her ashes...
She had to ....
She had to.

Sparkle remembers....
She can never forget you...
Whenever she is in your realm...
She hopes to find you there...
She remembers....
She does.

Fools Paradise...

I seem to live in a fools paradise....
A lost sense of hopeless hope...
A deep felt regret of things gone awry...
A sense of relief at letting go a few.....
I live in a fools paradise indeed.

No matter what I believe....
The crux of the matter is that.....
I am the loser at the end of it all....
Giving all of myself ....
In return for slavery and pain and aches....
I live in a fools paradise after all.

People pulling my leg....
Making a  fool out of me...
Telling lies, that belie the truth of their intentions...
I am surely a fool...
To fall for such crap....
A fool indeed in fools paradise.

No amount of sane advise from well wishers worked...
No witches hair or magic potions...
All that I was left with was....
A soul bereft of all emotions...
A fools heart....
Believing and hoping fervently....
That all that was just a nightmare....
A mirage ...
A fool indeed.

Intensity intensifies... Persona personified...

Love..... The intensity intensified....
By the current trend in the world...

Personality.... persona personified....
By the glow on my face....

Am on a mission....
A mission that's possible....
Lest I let the pests in my life....
Bring the house tearing down....
Pulling me down with it.

These teeny weeny pests.....
Bothering me all the time....
These weapons of mass destruction.....
Nagging at my heart....
Tugging the sleeves of my emotions...
These rats from the dumping grounds....
Squeaking and dancing at my feet....
Gosh! Such hatred ain't good....
Yet  I exhibit a fair amount of it.

The intensity of my hatred is growing....
Leaps and bounds.....
Consuming all within and in it's path....
I am seething with a burning rage....
A fire that's gonna gut them all.

So much anger......
SO much hatred.....
Why?
I know not....
Yet I burn within.

Look within....

Look within and you will find me there....
Mocking and laughing at your tomfoolery.

Look within and you will see me grin....
With sarcasm writ large in my eyes.

Look within and you will see me smile....
A dead and decaying smile....
No feelings for you, just pity...
Wondering why you make a fool of yourself.

Am no fool, that you can pull the leg of...
Am no fool, you can pull a wool over whose eyes...
Look within..... You will see the fool....
That's you, who squandered away a beautiful life.

There is no end to this....

There is no end to this mayhem....
There is no beginning of a new life....
All there is that is.....
Is a blank space ....
A question on Life and what I seek from it.

There is no dearth of choices to make....
There is no start and no finish....
A continuous journey ....
Of joy and despair....
A voyage far and wide.

It seems it's time to pack my bags....
Move on in search of myself...
Yet again...
I seek to seek myself...........
Yet again, I grope in the dark.

Darkness envelopes me....
Blurs my vision....
Yet again, I move on...
Wiping the tears that streak my cheeks.

Salty water streaming down my cheeks....
Welling up in my eyes...
Flooding over and....
Streaming down my cheeks.
 I can't see...... I can't focus....
Yet, I move on....
A  mist to wade through...
Unknown territory to know....
A light somewhere shines off and on....
What mystery lies ahead....
Knows not the bleeding heart...
Yet it wants to move on....
Yearning for a sign from the sky....
Seeking eternal blessing.

Long gone is the woman of passion and pride...
Long gone is the ego bright....
Long ago possessed by thoughts....
Long ago tormented by thoughts...
Now just an emptiness remains....
A blank sheet....
A fistful of Earth....
A vast ocean to sink in....
Mountains to vanish within.

There is no end to this....
It just goes on....
A cycle of life and death...
 Full on cycle of happiness and despair.
There is no end to this .... at all.

It breaks my heart to say this....

It breaks my heart to say this...
But, I am over you.
There is nothing that exists...
That can ever sustain what we had.
It's all flown away ....
Like the fluff from rags....
You left me battered and torn...
Broken completely ...
Like a doll of no use.
Till I could sustain you...
You hung on...
Then, no more...
You just moved on...
Moved on to greener pastures...
Where your dreams could be fulfilled.
I was left behind..
Wondering, what went wrong..
And, pray where.

It breaks my heart....
To say this....
But I am over you..
Completely and you no more...
Are a part of my life...
I am moving on....
Taking my dreams with me...
Taking the wind in my wings....
I am moving on..
And there are no reservations for you...
On this flight.

I have better things to do...
Than to just hang around....
Waiting for you...
Coz' am not waiting anymore....
You had your time...
You squandered it away....
You had your chance...
You never took it.

Am not waiting anymore...
No more waiting in the wings...
Am taking flight....
Catch me if you can....
But am not waiting no more.

Roses are red my love....

Roses are red my love...
Violets are blue...
I love you ....
And you know that it's true.

The words fail me and you...
But, deep down somewhere...
We both are aware ....
There is more to this relation...
Than just a mere share and care.

There are days when I pine...
Whine and shine for you...
Yet, deep down somewhere...
We both are aware....
There is more to this greed
Than just the need.

Roses are indeed red...
So is my passion...
Deep red and not a faded shade...
The colour crimson.....
My colour of radiance.

You bring forth the best in me...
You dig deeper for a meaning.....
You are my punching bag...
You are my source of inspiration.

The roses shall wilt and discolour....
The love will never....
Even if something goes awry...
The colour will never vary.

Roses are red my love...
Violets are blue...
Sugar is sweet my love....
And, so are you.