Tuesday, May 20, 2008

Tiny little drops

Busy street stands still
When little drops of water starts its own reel.
Some clean surface
Some create sound
Re-incarnate the magic
and weave it all around.
Everything is dead
It seems but its not true
Because I see a lonely man walking
Denying all the rules.
Dark, misty, windy, rainy
I'm sure he's aware
But he's fully engrossed in his grief and despair.
It's late at night
Dripping at my window pane
Thoughts or Life
What lead him to this lane?
His story, I may never know
So let's take it straight
And go with nature's flow.
Nature has rules
Not to bind and force us to obey
But to teach us a lesson
That everything in this world
Is meant to be washed away.

Thursday, April 24, 2008

I wish

I wish a gazillion things
from the stars to the thoughts within
I crib and slog to make them true
Only to realize that fate and destiny got to be with you
I wished to find meaning and substance
and searched for a soul an endless distance
I searched for the look and searched for the height
But it all lies in the eyes
They look at you
They stare at you
Admire you Inspire you
Still there's a truth they conceal
And facts that can not be healed
Then why run after the look and height
And overlook what's inside
When meaning and substance are all lost in time
And will make you commit unbelievable crimes.
We never stop to wish some more
to lace our lives with flamboyance and glittering galore
and crave to walk on the most adventurous paths
to understand the fact that roads always depart.
That two feet can never be the same
and rainbows are always after rain
I know it all
I know it's true
But I wish I wish, I wish I wish.