Benign

Inside out

Shady business

Runaway

Qutub Minar

You & I

Holding you in my arms
Can’t let this feeling go
Nothing left to shy away
Between you and I
Breach of dissonance
Still existing, can’t let go
Between you and I
Doors of concern shut
Way to solitude lies open
Can’t weigh down myself with you
Tried hard to pace myself
Between you and I
All was mutual and implicit
Everything beyond the act of reason
Nothing within the reach of thoughts
That we can be coupled with
Between you and I
The light of blame encompass me
A step of burden that I got to let go
The rays of resentment seem fading
Rays of helplessness distort my sight
A journey still indecisive of itself
Between you and I

Leaps & Bounds

Tree of gold

Wish you were here

Green day

My mind

Windchimes

Balance

By the bay

With poise

My end

What has gone will come
Can you see it coming?
The sound of silence
Whispers into my ears
What does it say?
Tried looking into its eyes
It seemed in peace with me
Blurring my mind to chaos
Ends have been met
None can be altered or redone
Left with grief and zilch
That will fade in time
Tomorrow will come
A new day, that was yesterday
Where had it gone, nowhere
Look around, feel the silence
Death – a reason for creation
What deceased was a lamp
A new one is created somewhere
Can you see the light?
Does this light differ from the one?
That you saw yesterday
Listen to me, will you
Said the sound of silence
I saw him stand by my side
Breathing the same air
I could hear him?
The sound of silence
Smiles in ignorance

Eves dropping

Look into my eyes

A new start, an expectation
A new frustration, a battle
Master of balancing
Master of coherence
Who else – Human
With an extra sense
Look around you dear
Spaces are ill-defined
Loyalty, fragility at its best
Honesty, oh so... fleeting
Infidelity, must be a reason to explore
Deceiving, something conceived within
Eccentricity, city of illusion
Conscience, bet just nonsense
Stability, a disability for you
Self-indulgence, how else can you defend?
Simplicity, you call...lack of creativity
Complexity, you say...inevitability
Confusion,I am the cause, I know
Silence, will see you in the grave
What else can you ask for?
You, Human- who else?

Rhythm

I spread out my hands with ease
They seemed futile and bizarre
They had rhythm, symmetry
That I am not sure of
They moved with poise
They juxtaposed what I imposed
They did what I proposed
No end to what I crave for
What I got is not worth a say
Propositions were my preferences
Preferences, an ocean of choices
The answer one has
To a start and an end
Creation and destruction
My hands, tied down to
I headed them to work
Spreading them with ease
In a pace that I hardly understood

Acute

I, me, myself

The sage

Memories