Friday, April 22, 2005 

On a Lonely Day

I live lonely ....day n night !
dont know what is wrong n wat is right
To see the flowing breeze over the mountain high
the gurgling brook infront of eyes !
Feeling the beauty of the peace within
Seeing the black clouds drizzzling .....
Sipping the coffee on a lovely day
The sun shine lonely in front of eyes
Whenever i see the twinkling sky ....
Each star is lonely i realise
thts the fate my boy .....
lonlinesss is part of life
Its high time to realise !
--aabhas

Monday, April 04, 2005 

Vanishing Moments!


Vanishing Moments!

Sometimes in life when I glance back
The road which I traversed carrying my school bag
Sometimes when the school bell ring in my ears ...
Throwing me to past years
Time roll....no matter how hard i try to hold
With every passing moment and the breath i take....
a new memory my brain creates
People come and moves by
Event occur and passes by ...
Leaving me behind either to smile or to cry
Walking on white sand beach of my dream
I bent down and try to grab the sand near my feet
With my fist closed so tight .....and arm raise so high
I try do hard to not to let that sand go ...
The harder i try to hold
The easier it flows !
Desperate I opened my fist just to notice
the sand stood still ....
Only to fly with the passing whirl
In a moment it was all gone ..the moment vanished and
I was all alone
Sometimes in life I realize the moemnts vanish
no matter how much I try
Just want to know the reason Why !
-aabhas

Sunday, April 03, 2005 

The fate of a Poet !

Preface:
Somethings really dont have any preface they just happen ......just like matrix you are the part of it ......you just can hope of more controls over them ......but you really cant have ......sometimes u win n some times u loose !

The fate of a Poet !

Because once he belived .....and once he loved
Beacuse once he flet deep inside him
He wrote , He made ...with lot of emotions .....
He made every letter -a word , every word -a sentence
Jumbled every sentence on a piece of paper ....
The paper He wrote on , He now prays should have been a paper...
The ink with which he wrote , should have been ink ....
Because once he belived .....and once he loved
Beacuse once he flet deep inside him
He now prays ....to eternity .....Was he a fool ......
That poor soul !
The paper he thought was his heart
The pen he used ...was a knife , the ink was not blue but red
How couldnt he recognize his own blood !
Because once he belived .....and once he loved
Beacuse once he flet deep inside him
You dont write ...You just feel ...
You dont give words a menaing but its your heart you pour
You dont rhyme the sentence but you touch the deeper core .....
You cant write with ink on paper , You write with your blood on heart ....!

The things he belived in ....
The things he loved once ....
The things for which he once stood for ...
The things,more important than his own existence ....
The things he felt deep inside for .......
Shattered ,scatterd ....piece by piece
The more he try to sieze each ......the more they go out of reach ....
He streched his arms and closed his eyes ....
Only to realise .....shattered beliefs ,broken emotions ,shaken heart and lost past !
With his eyes still closed he clentched his fist tight .....
He deicded to fight as he can no longer deal ,standing on the cliff so high ....
With a sigh he opened his eyes ....only to find
blowing wind , dark night ,pelting tears from his eyes ...and ofcoure,
the pieces of his heart ,whirling with the wind in sky ....
Because once he belived .....and once he loved
Beacuse once he flet deep inside him
He said nothing but smiled , closed his eyes ......
jumped from the cliff so high !
--aabhas