A Letter To God

In a barren desert, across the valley gauge,
A naked lifeless corpse lay beneath the dying sunlight,
The sun had now set.
An uneasy calmness lingered through the night.
The seven year old rested in a heap of dead roses,
The fates were thankful; for her life was short,
She had a strange content smile on her face and a letter in her bloody palm
Which read " No my child, it will not"

A few feet away,
Gliding in the gusts and desert winds,
Was another page inked with some scribbles,
"To Dear God,", the letter so begins.

"Today was an easy day,
I reached early to work & they didn't punish me,
Walking five miles in the burning sun with fever is tough,
But I'm thankful that I have some work, I'm happy.
I burnt my hands today.Jake said the coal was cold.
I picked it up and it was red and smoking,
I cried for a while but then I forgave him,
He is playful. He must have been joking.

Then the headman pierced my palms,
A splatter of blood decorated the side-way stand,
Oh! he's good. It was my fault.
I was late. I was cooling off my burnt hands.
Then I was playing with Jake.He's a cheater.
He punched me even when I was coughing,
Then he took all my clothes off. I was embarrassed.
Every one else poked me and were laughing.

I didn't like that and ran away to my parents' graves, crying,
I was lashed thrice for the same,
I have many-a-bruises,
and I heed all of them in your name.
When my mother was dying, she handed me a desert-rose,
pointed towards the sunset and begun to descend,
With pain in her voice and glint in her eyes she said
that the sunset symbolizes the beauty that's present in the End.

So I wish to see the sunset again,
I wish I lay in a grave of roses someday,
I think the sunshine hates me,
Even I don't like it anyway.
I am ending this letter now,
I don't know why but the birds are singing some long-forgotton sorrow,
I can't delay my sleep any longer,
Tell me God, will the sun shine again tomorrow ?"

Autumn Memories

These are long forgotten memories in time
That I'm spilling on these pages,
Of the dark moments of seperation-
A secret that I've been hiding through ages..

It was an autumn's eve,
Sun was about to fly away just like a restless bird,
In the deep solitude of the isolated woods,
A painful sigh was heard...

"I don't want to rot, covered in this dirty soil"
Said the last hanging leaf to the autumn-striken tree.
"I don't want to be carried away by these childish winds,
Don't want to be torn by the swarms of bees..."

"I don't want to die! I'm afraid !"
He shouted, with the most most truest of tears in his eyes,
" Please let me stay. Please..just a bit longer"
Both pain and fear was mixed up in his helpless cries..

A few dew droplets fell off the tree
As he opened his wrinkled eyes,
"All that comes,must leave" ,quoted the tree
"This is the most basic rule of life"...

"Leave the realms of my branches at once.
You mustn't wait at all.
You perish and the new leaves may live
And with your death would end the season of the fall..."..

~~(the leaf fell)~~

In the warm dry mud,
A life forever slept,
I wonder what felt worse
The fear of leaving or the pain of being left..
..
The next time I visted the tree,
It was covered with innocent white clovers,                   White Clovers symbolise hope !!
Bright lush-green leaves blinked at me,
One could sense ecstacy all over..

I grasped - Sometimes we cling onto old memories for too long,
Sometimes we are too reluctant to move on,
But how can the new leaves of promise smile
Until the autumn leaves are gone ?
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But even after that enlighting insight,
I still remember the separation of the leaf and the tree,
Isn't it ironic that even after grasping that concept
I still don't want to let go of that autumn memory ??

The Fury Of A Storm

I walked past a lonely shore,
Where the raging sea shrieked aloud,

Where i could feel the calmness of the nature,

Away from the city crowd..

Where the leaves danced to the rhythms of the wind,

Where squirrels climbed up and down the nearby mighty oak,

Where I could hear a million noises,

But the loudest - silence spoke..

I looked at the sun sinking in the sea,

Enjoying the weather- moist and warm,

Then a fierce breeze blew over me,

Serving as a warning of an upcoming storm...

The heavy winds that followed,

Berated every dancing leaf from its guardian-tree,

The squirrels which were playing lively a few moments ago,

Were now buried into the depths of the raging sea..

The silence was drowned in the majestic storm,

The serene calmness too, faded away,

Yeah! the tides did take turns,

but this time - the wrong way..

The great storm grew crazier than ever,

I noticed how furiously it uprooted every tree,

By the time I realized that even I stood in the battlefield,

The winds had already begun to fly towards me..

By that time, the clouds too, were pearching upon,

Dissolving the sunshine into the showers of rain,

I stood perplexed; surrounded by a countless questions,

Who knew if the sun would ever shine again ??

Lost, in the Oceans of Time

Time flies. Dates change.

Seasons keep passing by,

the dials of the clock keep on moving restlessly,

I just could never figure out why..

Sometimes hail and snow,

Sometimes sunshine,

All of us stand helpless,

just lost; in the oceans of time..

One moment it's midnight,

the next it's time for the dawn,

A moment you feel happiness,

the next; it's gone..

Time would have changed the coarse of the winds,

even before you ever knew,

If it can ripen a fruit,

it can rotten it too..

Time flies endlessly,

passionate about it's own infinity,

has no begining; no end,

an epitome of eternity...

~~A Hope Resuscitated~~

maybe crushed, broken or led down,
maybe tired, exhausted or left out,
maybe wounded or torn,
does that even matter ;coz life simply goes on..
now i've somehow found the inspiration,
so now; i ain't going off the track,
whatever life may bring,
i'm ready to fight back...

i'll give whatever it takes,
whole of my energy; till i shred its last ounce,
this time the harder i'll fall,
the higher i'll bounce...

let pain be a barrier,
so that my journey becomes more exiting,
let the spectators hoot against me,
i'm just too busy fighting...

let there be a million obstacles in my way,
overcoming them is a thrill,
maybe the obstacles break my bones,
but surely they can't break my indomitable will...

i promise to survive turmoil,
promise to quietly go through pain,
next time you see me fall,
you won't lose the sight of seeing me get up again...

i need to go on restlessly,
even if my already numb muscles begin to tear,
man; you have to go through the rain spells,
before springs could ever appear...

I’m all set to win life,
no matter how tall the sufferings grow,
i am no longer the victim,
my turn now; i'm supposed to take the final blow...

i know my life's been painful,
first i used to wonder- how could i even thrive it,
but then maybe god gave me such a life,
coz he considered me tough enough to survive it...

today i sit staring at the rain falling from heaven,
as i feel the breeze that's playing with the wind chime,
I smile reminiscing the previous memories coz now i understand,
even the deepest wounds can be healed by time...

see, there's no substitute for persistence,
you have to give whatever it takes,
no inventor is praised for what he thinks,
but for what he actually creates...

don't forget to dance through,
even if you're standing on the edge of the knife,
i hope you don't want your last words to be,
"damn,i regret my life" ...

let the path be rough,
but always walk on the right way,
coz in the end the destination doesn't matter,
but it's the journey that comes into play...
always try to overcome yourself,
and don't let the inner motivation fade,
remember 1 thing,
without tragedies no legendary epic is ever made...

~~NO MORE HOPE~~

Crushed, broken, led down,
tired, exhausted, left out,
pain, betrayl, hatred, lies,
unspoken truth, unheard cries,
i welcome you to my life,
where the sun sets before sunrise...


my life just gets worse,
don't know which destination time's leading me to,
the more i resist,
the harder it gets to get through...


will i be able to survive this phase,
i question myself everyday,
coz i simply see more loses,
than triumph in my way...


i've no more energy left at all,
sorry, can't stand back when i fall,
i've no more resistence,
to carry on with persistence,
with sufferings i've been tainted,
the will to survive is almost fainted...


coz everytime i tried to get up,
i fell back on my knees,
seems like everyone is hearing,
but no one's answering my pleas...


i run towards the candle of ecstacy(happiness),
the moment i see it lit,
but from nowhere a wind emerges and blows it off,
as i get near it...


i run away from the door of pain,
but somehow i don't know,
how does that door opens in front of me,
everytime;everywhere i go...


no pages of happiness present,
no chapters of joy were ever laid,
maybe the god himself cried,
when the the book of my lifestory was made...


see there's no escaping it,
my life's been hell since my birth,
i feel i've been cursed,
since the day i stepped on earth...


maybe i've to survive it throught,
whole of my life i've to cry,
till the day the angels take me away,
the day... i give out my last sigh..