Life in a nutshell (life... what is life? Is breathing enough to be called alive? Not according to me..Read on to find out what really is life.)

Life in a nutshell

Life is like a dice.
I could have called it a graph of sin x or cos x
to show its highs and lows
but, it is not only flip flopping,
it is irregular,
it is moody,
it is unpredictable.
There may be a six after one or a two after a two.
There may be two, three, four or three, five, six.
It is like a dice.

Life's meandering around discontinuities,
not sliding down slopes.
Life is like a Rubik’s cube.
Its colours are entangled in the girth of each other,
not segregated like that in a rainbow,
they all come together.

Life is not walking,
It is walking fast enough so that every particle resting besides,
vibrates to the tunes of your movement.
Life is not dancing,
but adding lyrics to the tunes you choose to dance on.

Life is ticking of a clock,
moving constantly.

Life is with you,
when you hold me,
right when I am going to fall,
off the cliff.

Life is gambling.
Putting everything at stake
and still not being sure of the returns,
and still trying and keep on trying.

Life is like sipping tea.
We both sit together,
for the same time.
Yet the tea closer to me,
effuses love and yours ignorance.

Life is like space.
There is a new possibility,
waiting to be discovered in every direction.
Every direction is a new dimension.
Hope is found when it is not even expected,
Love occurs when it is least thought of.

Life is an ocean.
The only ocean in which,
one lives only after drowning.
Life is life.
There is simply no other word for it.
Live it before it outlives you.

Placards Of Nostalgia

Callously fiddling with your thoughts,

I find placards connecting old nostalgic dots.

Passing by, those posters of morose.
I see, sans you life was so gross.
As i walk by that puddle of mud,
Suddenly,I fall down with a great thud.
Stuck i get, into that well of gloom,
into that fissure meeting my doom.
Feeble memory drowns me in the well of grief.

You come, like a ray of hope, to my relief.

In that chaos of gloom and distraught ,
I bring you closer and hold you taut.
You hold my hand with greatest tenacity.
Pulling me out, with the highest audacity.
I am nothing but a rejected placard.
You connect my dots and i cease to retard.
bestowing undying energy to my dying soul.

Off the cage of past, extending my parole.

Now free, I just stand here.
At times, I still myself there.

deep down, but that's a reflection.
not me, I pardon - correction.
It was a video, rewinding in my head.
All the placards connected in a long thread.

I shuffle my cards, to see you back.
But then, life is not a card stack.
I lost your card, in that puddle of delusions.

While I was searching for my own solutions.

You flew away, with the hasty air of time.

Why dint you come back, to ring my chime.

I still fiddle with your only thoughts
Only, now the thread has lot of knots.

It's love (poem about lesbian love!!)

GIRL 1

Like an ignored, unsolved rubix cube, abandoned I stand alone.

The colour of my feelings braided into each other,

concealing my bitter blues, beneath my tranquil  white.

Pulling back the orange autumn behind the facade of leafy green.

I bleed red, under the black Capote.

Mirrors of people all over, around me.

Forming reflections soon, judging me just seeing the colour on their side.

I was downhearted for being blue.

For another, i was vivacious, for being green.

Ha! I was all but none.

I was disintegrated, as if a rubix cube,

trying to disentangle myself from my own conundrums.

I was still busy with myself, 

buried beneath the burden of confused darkness.

When, I saw you, a strong ray of hopeful light,

blinding each mirror with its radiance,

quenching my thirsty soul with elixir of love.

I saw you, bringing my withered flowers back to life.

You undressed my inhibitions.

Bared my soul.

But, I convulsed back, I realized you were a girl.

How is this possible??

GIRL 2

Yes, a girl am I and you too.

Deeper than the deepest sea is, my infallible love for you.

You are the right lyrics to my music.

Only you can stitch the shattered me back to one. 

GIRL 1

But, like the two banks of a river, we are meant to walk together not meet.

GIRL 2

Being with you proceeds the wheel of my life,

as if a thousand lights ignited together in the darkest black hole.

You make it happen.

GIRL 1

The world resists us, it draws us apart.

That rubix of mine was crushed.

My soul withered to ashes.

I still carry the scars.

Just that I stopped hiding the blue bruises beneath the black capote,

the capote fell short.

GIRL 2

We have come along long, wobbling between the shrubs of roses.

Each passing moment makes me doubt my existence.

My own brother, ripped off my clothes,

forked my body with his claws,

fed  on my soul like a vulture.

left scars on my existence,

to disinfect me of my disease.

I was torn apart to rugs.

My mind, a matrix of abrasions and fears.

But, the storm of our love is enough to sway it all.

GIRL 1

This society mocks us,

throws tomatoes of scornful sarcasm.

As if, a graph of 1/x, I was just decreasing,

drawing towards nothingness.

But this bond is rubber. 

The more I pull back,

the more it draws me closer.

GIRL 2

the music of your presence is enough to silence the noise of my heart.

only you can lift me up from the depressions I lay in.

This barbed wire of rights and wrongs,

prevents us from entering the garden of love and peace.

Lets abandon this place.

Let your rubix merge with mine to create a new plethora of colours.

Let us create a world where the rivers choir our love stories,

and tress whisper about our compassion to one another.

GIRL 1

Let us make a world of our own, away from the mire of barbed wires.

A place where we could be free to be us.

Let me give my life for you,

before the world ceases it in its cages.

let us die here to be free forever.

let us die here, to live.

let us die here, to love.

let us live, let us love!!

Connected Souls (calling distant love)

Connected Souls As I walk by on that patch of thorns, to reach you, my flock of flowers, blood drips off my heart, smearing me red. Coloring the path I walk on. As each thorn I step on, I relish each morsel of pain. Because I know, this blood will tell you where am I. This same blood will metaphorise into hints. These colored paths will lead to me. In the maze of nostalgia, am lost. High on the wine of your thoughts. Enjoying, though I bleed. Blossoming more with each of your memory. For I know, you will find me soon.

Hold me tight before I sieve out of the void between your fingers . Hold me taut, before I dis configure into nothingness. Let me be here, before you lose me. Love me today, before I lose you. Conquer the distance, before it defeats me. Let the world know, you're mine. Announce to the world, I am yours. Forever, not the one my best friend's ex told her, the one my father says to my mother. Crush the distance, not me. Finish it not me, finish it not me!! Come flying to me, before I stop seeing the sky. Let the world know, you're mine. Announce to the world, I am yours.

My evening are spent on the sea shore. My eyes meeting the horizon. The tides hits me hard, Disturbing my reverie. Awakening me, making me meet the dark truth. At times, the water smells of you. May be, it's the same drop that touched you. Crossing all the miles to reach me. Carrying your message of love. That Sepoy refuses to give by the hands of distance. Over the time, you have strengthened your army of patience, built my castle of dreams. Come soon, before I fall crashing down. Come soon, before the enemies take over. Come soon, before my eyesight fades. Come soon, before the day of hope ceases. Come soon, before the blood stops dripping. Come soon my love, come soon!!

BESTOWALS OF A STORMY NIGHT(poem on how leaders are made)

Nights like such arrive in ages. they metamorphosize the world said great sages. After peaceful ripples, uproars are seen. a tyrannous place where few have been. The old is shattered for the new to come, bestowing the world with beings pioneers to become. Strongest of the strong are they of mortals, each one assigned a different portal. For them the world is a stage, but they exist only for the backstage. gauging every plausible intricacy. Disentangling aptly each delicacy. Born out of the stormy ire. as if, to grow against every worldly mire. Breaking convention in each stride. still flocks turn to them to guide. Trying to imitate their intrepidity. Not realizing its nothing but stupidity. They are the beings with invincible might. For only they could stand the stormy night.

THE NIGHT WE MET (Unexpectedly Erotic)

Under the cruel sun blithering,

singing a song, that only I am listening.

Though frigid beneath the gloomy moonlight.

You cross all hurdles, to reach me tonight.

Deeper than the deepest sea,

is your infallible love for me.

Your fingers make music, while holding me tight.

I put in my lyrics, feeling your might.

I turn red, blushing in your hold.

Tonight, silence will speak words you never told.

Your caressing touch makes me electrify,

I wither in your hold, feeling shy.

You bring me closer, kissing me hard.

I convulse back, unwilling to depart.

I finally give up, into your clutch.

Reverting each of your delicate touch.

So, today we finally become one. 

When you eat me, your favorite chicken.

Free Bird (a poem to make you push your boundaries))

Here, in this cubicle, between the four walls,
my prison decorated with sumptuous dolls.
I lay caught up and trapped
for a secure profession, future mapped.
They think, they can heal
this sickness of my zeal.
Know it well, free bird am I,
For my zenith lies only in the sky.

They are metal, my wings can't be chopped.
They are innate, my dreams can't be mopped.
'bout my future, they discreetly insinuate.
Unaware, they are incapacitate to dictate.
My limitations will cease to exist.
They are right, they try and persist.
Know it well, free bird am I,
For my zenith lies only in the sky.

I have miles to go and ways to mend.
Prepared backbone, not willing to bend.
Barriers will be crossed, rules be defied.
For I am an unconquerable tide.
I have my own path to embrace.
I won't be a pawn in that rat race.
Know it well, free bird am I,
For my zenith lies only in the sky.

Break free open, I will one day.
In my life, I will have the last say.
Intrepidity will achieve the unthinkable.
Perseverance will create  the unstoppable.
Flock open my wings, I will in the sky.
For there is no end to the mighty high.
Know it well, free bird am I,
For my zenith lies only in the sky.