Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Winds of Hades

I've stooped, I've bled, I've reeled in pain,

I've died a thousand times.

Vengeance, unleashed, claimed me for his own-
I've paid for others' crimes

Past all glories, past all fame,
Tonight I stand by the edge
Of all that was, and all that will be,

Dead eyes, with a grief-stricken pledge.

Immortal thoughts, come prey on me!
And I'll never flinch I swear!

But my soul shall forever be only bound,
To the one I truly hold dear.

Joys ripped out in a whirlwind of hate,
Faith and Justice horribly gone wrong.
As angels of death, their wings round me spread...

My heart sings its own swansong.

My reflection shimmers, the water's edge glistens,
I wait for the chill to grip me.
For when all's that been mine shall be wrenched apart-

My reflection will be there to see.

The trumpet blows....The winds run amok....
A few moments more....And fate shall have struck....
With all its wrath....With might unbound....
And then....its silence that shall only sound

Monday, May 18, 2009

Tryst of a Lifetime

Okay now this is looooooooong overdue. Last sunday was Mothers' Day. A highly interesting class of humans, aint't they? Mothers. i mean. A few days bak, der was dis huge thunderstorm....n as i was just chilling out in d terrace, i started thinking. Truly, highly interesting, our mothers. We'll prolly neva hav n e one closer to us dan our moms (fer pete's sake, u crawled out of her!!). Well, as far as i'm concernd...life wid mom's been a gr8 tale, trust me. N over my 18 years of knowing her (dats third only to dad n her parents u kno!), I've known lotsa sides to her face.
She has dis weird habit of asking certain really, really weird, answer-smack-on-d-face kinda queschuns in d least complez situashuns! Kinda makes u feel as if dis is one simle woman....wud b soooo easy to fool her! Bt trust me, iv tried dat (naah..not in a bad way....in a "mom-m-goin-to-tuishun"-bt axully-bunkin kinda way.:)) bt gezz wat?? she's olwayz KNOWN!!!! DEN she'll neva ask n e shtupid qn.....n no mattr how flawless my plan is, she olwez just knows!!!!
She didn let me watch "Terminator 2" at d dinner table coz she felt it was too action-packd for d diner-time-family-reunion.....bt she's watched "XXX" (d friggin movie..u perv!) n "Die Hard 4.0" wid me..twice each!! She luvd it!!!
She's usually a silent type in public....bt hell, u shud see her wen sum friggin taxi driver tries cheatin her n den arguin....by jove! if words were slaps, den she packs quite a punch!
I've hated her n luvd her d most at times...a lil less of d hate, a lil more of d love.
She's defeated me at carroms....no wait, dats NOT d best part.....dat was d first tme i'd just taught her how to play! yes...dat IS d best part now.
She's read Dan Brown n Alistair MacClean n gone into knowledge-huntin frenzies each time! For days i'd had to lissn to her unearthn sum new stuff or d oder abt d themes in d novels. :D Tok abt not givinn up! I had to giv up on her ever givin up!
She just won't accept dat western songs r good.......she knows dey r, she just finds it funny not to accept dat! :(
All in all, she's my mom n i love her. Vv had d weirdest of conversations n spent d best times togedr....n dis goes out to all dose moms out der makin millions of oder kids feel dis way too!!

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Ripples in the Mist

The moonlight wanes,
Sorrow in its glow.
As dreams get killed,
And we don't even know.

He bathed in its rays,
He adorned the silver gleam...
He'd struck gold dust,
But killed someone's dream.

In glorious abandon,
He walked on that night.
He didn't stare at the flower,
That lay just out of sight.

It was too late,
When he looked down,
Its petals lay shrivelled-
Its body strewn around.

As the night grew colder,
The flower calmly slept.
Yet as it looked back smiling,
He sat down.......... and wept.

Sunday, May 3, 2009


The drops peltered down,

In synchronised exuberance....

Swelling wth pride....yet pouting in pain.

Drenched to the bone, I kept walking....

Down the long road leading to Neverwas,

Dreams woven out of a misty rainbow....

A rainbow lost in a shroud of misery.

Time swung by, hours washed away...

The drops kept washing away my senses,

My thoughts, spiralling upward into smoky oblivion.

There wasn't a soul, not a ray of light,

My steps grew weary, my sorry plight....

I trudged on - then faltered, I lay down to rest,

Sensing a warmth peeking out through the chill -

Waiting, for the drops to wash me away.

Waiting, for a new pour, in the heart of a new day.