I am but an expression ....

I am but an expression of my thoughts....
I am but an expression of my emotions ....
I am but an expression of my feelings ...
I am but an expression of the Universe ....
The Universe that conspires ....
To bring what you desire with a pure heart always.

I am but an expression through my art ...
I am an expression through my words ...
Words that speak of my life's experiences ....
I do not conform to the rituals of a fake society ...
Living on borrowed time ....
I live life on my terms...
And an expression of freedom of speech ....
My birthright ....
No one can take that from me.

I am but an expression of myself.

History repeats itself .....

The World is round ...
What goes around ...
Comes around ...
History will repeat itself ...
At that time ...
You shall remember me ....
You shall seek me out ....
Then there won't be looking back ....
But a sly smile ...
Reminding you ...
YOU HAVE A DAUGHTER TOO....
She would be a woman some day ..
There would be men like you then too ...
How will you protect her ...
From your karmas ...
Your sin today ....
Shall be her CURSE tomorrow.

HISTORY REPEATS ITSELF.

Empty Cradle ...

The Cradle lies empty today ...
Mocking me at my tomfoolery .....
It can never be occupied ...
For the occupant lies buried deep....
In the sands of time ...
In mud and dirt below....
In the hell created by his Sire.

The Cradle .... empty ... deploringly empty ....
Cursing the moment ... their eyes met ...
The Cradle .... a reminder ....
Never to love again.

How many more Cradles lie empty elsewhere?
How many more hearts broken?
How many trusts shaken?
How many faiths cracked?
How many more infidels roaming the streets?
The empty cradle here and everywhere else....
Speak of stories of broken trust.

Double Role .... Two faces of a coin ....

The coin ...
The abominable coin ...
Has two faces ...
So do humans....
Why do we fail to recognise that?
Or, is it that we do know so....
But don't want to acknowledge it?
Those few moments of happiness are more important ....
Than lifelong suffering ....
Lamenting later what we couldn't utter....
And, suffering for what we overlooked in the beginning.

Relationships should be based on truth and trust ...
Faith and companionship ....
Else they crumble or wither away in due course of time.

The Lord tosses the coin ....
Which face we get is our destiny ....
Fate ..... have faith in the Lord ...
And follow our destiny ...
The path charted for us.

Double role or not ...
Two faces or not ...
Follow your heart ...
Rest will follow ...
Good, Bad or Ugly ...
We know not yet ...
But, what the heck ...
Axe your own foot ....
Get in the groove ...
This moment ...
Is what counts ....
Nothing else matters.

This moment says ....
Go on ..
Carve your idol....
This moment says ....
Walk alone ....
Ekla chalo re ....
You come alone....
You depart alone.
That's true destiny.

Double role or not ...
Two faces of the coin or not ...
Just go for it....
Kal ki kal sochna.

Somewhere ....

Somewhere something new is happening ...
Somewhere someone new is waiting ...
Somewhere ... a new beginning is taking place ....
All somewhere else.

A blossoming relation .....
A radiance so brilliant ...
A wordsmith finally ...
Who can match me word to word.

The World is a beautiful creation ....
 A creation wild and free ...
 When all ends ... it shows a ray of hope ....
A light shines through.

None can match the brilliance ...
Of the person I have yet to meet ...
No not a figment of imagination ...
But a new friend through tweets ....
He speaks his mind even while I write ...
He has a mind of his own.

A writer, a blogger...
He is a rebel against the system ...
Attractive attributes ...
For a man so young of age.

Hope springs again ...
Life begins again ....
A new ray of joy ...
A new beginning indeed.

Radz ...

Radz .... was all he had to say .....
And, I would  melt hearing that sound of my name ....
The way he said it ... no one can ever say it the same way.

Radz .... and I would hear music ....
Radz ... and I would go waltzing across the room ....
Radz ... and I would become a trapeze artist ...
All he had to do was say .... Radz ....
Radz .... and all the secrets would be out ...
Radz ....was the World ....
Radz world was HE.
So, Radzworld  was created ... just for him ......
An Inception of two minds ....
Stalled for no apparent reasons ....
But for human irresponsible behaviour.

Radz .... waiting to hear the sound again.

Heal the wounds ....

I dunno ....
Maybe he was really really in a fix ...
It's time to heal the wounds ...
Both ways ....
He was never the person ...
That she told me he was ...
All a ploy by her ...
A mastermind to poison me against him ....
Hmmm... Now it all makes sense....
Every bit and piece falling into place ...
He would never lie to me ....
Some way or the other ....
He let me know .... his dilemma ....
Damn ..... She ruined it all for him ....
She ruined his life.
I will have to help him rebuild it ....
But not openly ... never ...
Behind the scenes ...
Remember, when the moon is full ...
There is someone wishing you all the best ....
Remember, when things get better ....
There is someone working at it ......
To make the world a better place ....
For you to live in.
There would be angels ...
Sent by me ..
To help you out ....
They won't utter my name ...
Yet, you will know.

The wound needs to heal ...
Healing takes time ...
It will happen ....
The signs will be there ...
Just be aware ....
And, know for sure ....
This is all for you ...
So that you don't lose hope ever.

He always said ....

He always said ....
Radz, believe me ....
For once .... at this moment I want to believe him ...
Believe what he said ....
Maybe he was right ....
Maybe he really was in tight spot ....
Maybe he really was trying to figure things out ...
Maybe he really was trying to find a way out ....
Maybe he really was in  and is in trouble ....
How will I know?
I cut off all tie with him in my anger.....
How will I know, whether he really and truly needs me around ....
To support him and help him out ...
How will I know?
Some sign .... some indication ....
Wish there were doves like olden times ....
To carry forth the message ...
But, if he is reading this ...
I know ... he knows ... I care.
What I write is my catharsis ....
What I feel is my crisis ....
But, though there's no scope of getting back together again ...
He knows .... All he has to do is knock as always ....
The door will open.

He always said ....
Radz, I will be back ....
Once all this is over ....
I will need you ....
I know ....
He will be back.