A Day With You

A dull boring life,
With nothing much to do.
No one to care for
And no one to care for you.

Can I escape for a day
To the wonderland of my dreams?
And forget my pains and worries
In the land of flowers and streams.

Its a day you spend with someone
Who makes a difference to you,
Who makes you feel special.
Like, on green grass, a drop of dew.

The world suddenly seems brighter:
No more a still life in black and white.
The winter is less cold today.
And the day beautiful and bright.

The bird’s song is sweeter today
And the flower smiles through leaves:
For the pessimist lives no longer
And again, in love he believes.

Who says the world is hopeless?
And you have nothing left to do.
I feel this life is worth living again
After a day I spend with you.

My Predictions...

Its a new dawn.
The promise of a bright day.
Flowers smile and birds sing
And I feel its a new day too.

I go out on my usual journey
Across the bustling and lively city.
Its a joy to see happy people
When you are yourself happy.

The day goes by as usual
And I forget the predictions
I made the night before:
Now that the darkness has cleared.

The day ends for all
And everyone returns:
Even the birds which set out
On their expedition at dawn.

Not even a whole day passed
Before I made my predictions...
And I forget about them
In the daily illusions...

But they come true in the end,
As the day sinks into darkness
And I return to my usual gloom.
Why can’t my predictions be wrong sometimes?

THE CHANGE

Why can’t you leave me alone?
Why do you haunt my dreams?
Why should something remind me of you
Every time I think I’ve forgotten you?

Why can’t you leave my dreams
When you have left me in reality?
Why can I not forget you
Even when you have forgotten me?

I know its not your fault.
Why do you think its my fault?
What have I done wrong anyway?
Why do you blame me for it all?

Why can’t I be your friend now?
Have I not been a friend before?
Couldn’t you show me my mistakes
Rather than leave me feeling guilty?

Couldn’t you forgive an erring man?
How could you be so relentless?
Couldn’t you be just like you were before?
Can’t you trust me anymore?

You say you are normal now.
And you want me to believe it.
Then were you not normal before?
Wasn’t what I saw the normal you?

Wish I could turn back the clock
And prevent those moments from occurring.
The ones that remind me of you.
The ones that won’t let me forget you.

Can I forget the times you helped me?
Or gave me encouragement?
Or gave me strength when I needed?
Or the times you said I can do it?

I never expected anything.
Then why should I be hurt?
Oh yes, I know now why I’m hurt:
I never expected a change in you.

You said you’d be frank with me always.
But when the time came for you to speak,
You chose to remain silent...
And your silence was louder than words.

SHE SAYS...

She says, “You’ll learn to love again,
And make the same mistakes again.”
A man can be so silly sometimes:
To learn, to forget and never to learn.

May be I would love to forget:
And learn over and over again.
May be I would love to make mistakes:
The same mistakes I made before.

May be I enjoy the grief and pain:
Because it is the reality of life.
May be I will never really learn:
Because I never really want to.

Its just a dull numb feeling now...
But she says, “You’ll be alright.”
Now I love this feeling more than ever
And would never like to be alright.

She says, “I saw the inner you.”
But may be the world is blind.
Or is just fascinated by masquerades.
Their vision won’t pierce the outer self.

She says, “You are like water to me.”
Why can’t others say the same?
Am I too dull or just a nerd?
Or people fail to see the real me?

She says, “I can see right through you.”
I have got nothing to hide from her.
Even when I can’t express myself,
She knows exactly how I feel.

Even when my love has waned,
I see a faint glimmer of hope.
Because she says, “You’ll learn to love again,
And make the same mistakes again.”

REALITY

I’ve read of fairies in storybooks.
I’ve dreamt of angels in fantasies.
But do they exist in reality?
Have you ever found one in your life?

How many lucky people are there?
People who find someone they always wanted?
Very rarely you find a lucky person.
I’m thankful that I’m one of them.

In a bleak and lonely world,
Where people trudge on alone,
And no one there to comfort them.
And no one there to ease their pain.

I’m a lucky man in an unlucky world.
I’ve got someone to hold my hand.
And its a comfort to know always
That I can share my joy and pain.

Who else could say what I’m thinking always?
Who else could rejoice in my joy?
And feel my pain more than myself?
Who else could be so proud of me?

For someone, a misfit in this crazy world,
Devoid of love, and so full of hatred,
A world full of people who do not care,
Its the speck of light through dark clouds.

I will be there for you always...
I could die to see you smile...
I know I can trust you always...
For I know that you feel the same...

May I not breathe the day I hurt you...
May I die the day I forget you...
May I perish the day I’m not beside you...
May my heart stop beating when I don’t love you...

I’m Not The One For You

Have you ever regretted holding my hand?
Have you never told me how you feel?
Have you ever felt I’m not caring enough?
Then I’m not the one for you.

Have I never supported you?
Have I never wiped your tears?
Have I never placed you before me?
Then I’m not the one for you.

Have you ever understood my feelings?
Have you never given me any hope?
Have you ever seen me walk away?
Then I’m not the one for you.

Have I never waited for you?
Have I never kept my promises?
Have I never been your friend?
Then I’m not the one for you.

Still I wish you stay always joyful...
Still I wish you laugh heartily...
Still I wish you do well in life...
Still I’m not the one for you...

THE ANGEL

When its dark and gloomy...
All lights have faded out...
With darkness all around me
Aimlessly I wander about.

My memories block the light
And keep my heart in darkness.
Try however hard I might,
Can I ever clean up this mess?

Deceived by Life a hundred times
And beaten by the heartless Fates...
But there, a light shines...
It breaks open the dungeon’s gates.

The dawn breaks, bringing new life:
Darkness now crouches and hides;
Its the end of turmoil and strife
And, peace, in Nature resides.

There I see the Angel stands...
She holds out her hand for me...
For her love, nothing she demands.
I pay my tribute to thee...

TRAVELLER IN THE DESERT

Walking through the desert...
Endless sands all around.
And no one to show me
The way to my destination.
Tired and thirsty for days,
I trudge on and on.

Skeletons around me mocking.
Buzzards wheeling over my head
Patiently awaiting my last breath.
For they know the fate of men:
Men who walk against all hope
And care not for the end.

Do I see a glimpse of water?
Is that an oasis a few paces off?
What is that glare which blinds me?
Will an emaciated soul find solace?
A thirsty soul seeking nectar:
But will the thirst be quenched?

The ray of hope urges me on.
But the glare just recedes...
Can I never reach the end?
Even the most hopeful loses hope.
Alas, its not the oasis I dreamt of,
But a mirage which ever deceives...

But I have found a companion now
To hold my hand and lead me,
To support me in the midst of nowhere.
I will hold your hand too...
I will share your grief and pain...
And lead you through the desert...

LAST WALK TOGETHER

The moon shines down
Through the withered leaves
That hold on to dried up branches
Awaiting their fall, for Eternity.

We walk down hand in hand
In this quaint light
With hearts heavy with memories.
Those sweet days haunt us.

Can’t the wheel be turned again?
Can’t time change its direction?
Can’t we take a walk again?
Can’t we leave this world forever?

The smell of dried leaves,
Withered flowers and shrunken buds
Fills the air with misery
And reminds us of the ruin.

Our hearts full of broken dreams
Enough for a hundred lifetimes.
Our hopes shattered by the wind
That wrecked our lives.

Is this the end we never wanted?
Is this the nightmare we never dreamed?
Is this the night we never expected?
Is this our last walk together?

HOPE

It’s dark, overcast –
A gloomy night approaches
Like a monster on tiptoe
To engulf the fading day.

A hypocritical city stares
From behind the neon signs.
And restaurants bustling with people
Who do not know who they are.
It is futile to try and open their eyes.
They are lost in a maze of desire.
Afraid of getting caught
And living in a world of masquerades
Pretending to laugh and cry.
It is all just a useless charade.

Silhouettes passing by on the endless road.
I stare at the dark hour
Waiting for an angel to rescue me
With her grace, glory and power.
It is hopeless to be hopeful
Standing on a razor’s edge.
Living in an age of betrayal and deceit
The hearts of people we cannot gauge.

Suddenly the darkness flickers.
A ray of hope touches my soul.
It kindles a burnt out flame
And lights up the path to my goal.
It is not the end that I desire.
Just the feeling of treading the road
That pleases me and haunts me
And helps me unwind the miseries
Of the life that looks upon me
From behind my back and mockingly says,
“You do not know what you have done,
You will repent one day.”

But the temptation is too strong to avoid
For it promises freedom from this world.
A refuge from hypocrisy and disbelief.
An oasis or a mirage I know not,
But I run after the faint glow
That grows brighter each day.
Hoping it will never burn out
For it is my last hope of deliverance.

The Pessimist

I am too repulsive and odious,
No wonder people don’t like me.
Darkness engulfs my existence...
Forgotten hopes and blurred dreams
Haunt my sleep and keep me awake.
No wonder people don’t like me.


May be I’m too much a pessimist
Always expecting the worst from life.
I am too strange for the people around:
They think I’m but a wasted entity
Trapped eternally in the quagmires of fate.
No wonder people don’t like me.


I blame no one for my pain.
Realising I have no qualities to speak of
And choosing to remain what I am,
Staying away from life is the best way
To indulge in my grief and waste away.
No wonder people don’t like me.


When all lights go dim and darkness falls,
When this life is too much to bear,
When people leave me standing alone to pine,
Death will be my friend and guide
For none is odious and repulsive to Him
And Death loves most who have no hope...

SEA OF TIME

The morning shines
How the church bell chimes
My love waits
At Fortune's gates

Together we'll walk
And for hours we'll talk
Each day I'll love you more
Hand in hand walk down the shore

But the sea of time
You just can't bet a dime
When it washes the shore
Or ebb away for ever more

It will be evening soon
And I wait for the moon
But the sky is overcast
All hopes breathe their last

With darkness all around
And the love I haven't found
Now I just can't carry on
It was an illusion

But the sea of time
You just can't bet a dime
When it washes the shore
Or ebb away for ever more