Two Lives

A life of smiles, of work, of play,
A life lived hour by hour, day by day,
This life for all the world to see
To judge, to claim, perhaps envy;
A calm facade, as cool as streams,
Bright summer days suffused with sunbeam.

Within that dwells a lonely flame,
Flickering, uncertain of domain,
Pulsing with fear moments come- and go
Now close to death, now aglow
A see saw ride, once up, once down,
A hidden face, like a circus clown.

Yesterday

Yesterday my heart died

In a trice a spell was broken

Dreams, like broken shards of glass

Threw back images –

Bright as sunflowers; Dark as death

Good bye, good bye.

 Not a star in my sky;

But the dark hides my tears,

 I’ll walk with my pain,

 I know I’m slain,

 This living's breathing mere.

Revolving round the unseen sun

 Emblems of duty appear,

 And in the mist a figure unkissed

Pieces of heart, blood smeared.

Let Me Grow Old

Let me grow old in peace-

Bask in rays of a setting sun

Lean back to rest, day’s work done:

From afar watch worlds grow,

Listen to new melodies flow

Not strive to reach elusive ends

Nor yearn for more; with nature blend.

A lone star I’ll shine in firmament

No one to lead; none to tend.

Lear’s madness no more my curse,

Rising no more Sphinx-like from ash

Sit and dream of another world.

Where paths run straight, winds don’t hurl,

And brooks never lose their swirl.

In gathering twilight fall asleep

Sink silently into the deep.

Glad to relinquish life’s course

Triumph o’er all crushing force.

The way to live

Sir, did you call on me tonight?

I really was unaware

And in that gloom to linger

I did not dare.

The road there, as you know

Is laid with snares.

Come then, let us not fight

You must know it is not right,

we are two halves of a whole

why do you turn away

to bring miseries untold?

Together let us dance and play

Or, in a word, let us be gay,

For our time is short, in a trice

Night will come to demand price.

I look elsewhere when you call, you say?

How does it matter, tell me, pray?

This here and this now enjoy

In other spheres your mind don’t deploy.

That is the secret to good life

To health, to wealth, to o’ercoming strife

Anatomy of Love

Love is a fizzy drink
gushing out as cork is popped,
Love is a wanton child
unruly, always in the dock,
Love is pizzas stale
hard, cold, of no avail,
Love is a broken reed
torn off roots, no place to recede
Love is adouble edged sword
cutting both ways, out or in,
Love is heady ale
that few refuse to drink;
Love is a mighty roar
drowning out the world,
Love is a wimo, a bore
and tedium untold;
Love rules supreme, or ruins life,
Love is soft as feather, and sharp as knife.

In Memory of a Friend

It was but yesterday that we walked hand in hand
together we laughed and played, and sang,
in the wink of an eye the years passed
like scattered seed we grew apart,
trees of life flourished, with fruits and flowers
yet in our hearts those boyhood days stayed ours.

Then why did you break that tie, and go?
How did you forget? how could you be cruel so?
Were you sad that I did not write?
Or did youy go because time was ripe?
Whate'er the cause,your passing I mourn,
and in the dark I sit, and cry alone.

The Wrong Path Taken

No, that's not the roght path to take,
walkking down that way's a mistake,
tho' alluring its scents, heavenly the hues,
that path hides miserable blues;
false its claims of sunny clime
into unwaru lanes it leads the line
and in a trice a trap is sprung
lifelong imprisonment it brings alog.
And then - be silent, scream or shout
or bang tyour head, or cry aloud
no takers now, you are a minion
with the past as mocking companion.

Walk away, walk away, away from broken dreams
walk away from those frozen streams.
LOnce more let your spirit fly and you'll soar high
follow that sawy and walk away.

Destiny

At many a juncture

I say-"This is my destination,

Destiny brought me here,

Happy or sad, elated or frustrated

This is where I stay."

And Destiny smiles.

In a while Winds change direction

The path diverges

And a voice whispers

Move away, move away.

And the chase goes on.

Hunter turned hunted-

Farther still farther I go

Deep the thickets grow,

A foe turned friend

Death ends the row.