Colour Blind

Yes. I'm colour blind.
Because I don't see
The difference,
Between blue and green!

The two colors...
So similar in saturation,
Yet worlds apart
In hues and moods.

Blue is regal and strong
But also most melancholy.
Green earthy and humble,
The colour of life - happy!

Different, yet they are
Not in conflict,
For its the light from sky
That nurtures plants.

Being color blind,
My palette gets mixed...
My sky looks green,
Trees with blotches of blue!

But these external mistakes
Are still forgivable...
What happens within
Is beyond comprehension!

My moods swing from
the melancholy blue,
To the fullness of green...
And I froth like the teal ocean!

A mile and an inch

For you I walked a mile
On jagged uphill slope,
With back breaking baggage.
Yet you didn't have the heart
To move an inch...

I wrote a hundred letters,
A sea of words...
Twisting and turning ideas
Till they meant no more!
Yet you kept silent...

Now when I look back,
I just smile... thankful
That you didn't change.
Thus we remained parallel lines
Never to meet again!

Then I was lost, I got dazed;
Yet I found wild flowers
In the thorny maze...
And the princess on her tower
Locked remained...

Looking down at the
World below, what did she see?
The mighty soldiers?
The blissful village?
Or was she just looking for me?

The Act

It's all an act don't you see?
We are only actors in the scene of life...
So what's the point of all needless anger?
Unless you see that the anger is an act too!

We are all playing roles we are good at
But its only a role, nothing more;
God made his own casting decisions
Let's just stick around till the play ends.

Then we'll all go back, remove make up...
The hero and the villain would chat over drinks,
And laugh at each other's mistakes...
Then say with joy, our play was a success!

I see

I see a narrow dark lane
There's barely any light

Huge tidal waves
Washing me away

Falling into an abyss
Which has no end

And sometimes I see you
Whispering few words

But hard to recollect
When I wake up at dawn

And I sleep again
This time I'm at an empty beach

Hearing the ocean roar
And the wind blows my hair

A faint shadow at a distance
Maybe its you, but doesn't matter

Because I'm here
I am now... I am... I

The Funeral

It's only the funeral
This saturday
I died long ago?

Decorating my tomb
Like an Egyptian pharaoh...
All my belongings saved.

The menu has been planned,
Guest list ready...
Hoping no one bothers the decay!

This brings forth a question...
Why is death so despised and life cherished?
Why can't 'happily ever after' be my death?

Why do we fear darkness?
How can it be evil?
Is it nothing but a complete void?

We all want to fill ourselves...
But our hearts a black hole
Nothing survives, nothing escapes.

So being null is my goal...
But how to reach I have hardly a clue.
My words all futile, I'm grasping in the dark!

A day at a time

I finally reach my goal
Because I'm just floating
A day at a time...

Time just flows
I'm living, I'm breathing
A day at a time...

Back in my sacred zone
Buffered from the world
A day at a time...

There's still so much left
Even without you I find
Every day at a time...

Photo by Harsh Kadam

Dazed and Numb

And so it happened,

I don't miss you any more...

Behind the anger and confusion,

I have become dazed and numb!

The invisible thread that kept tied,

Under all the strain is now torn.

We are no longer under the same sky,

Mine is stormy dark, while yours cleared...

But its needed... I need the rain to wash me,

While you need the bright sunshine to roam free.

I become more like a plant, roots digging deeper

While you a free animal, explore and discover!

Then does it really matter?

All barriers are only physical...

One beautiful star lit night

The restless deer will get lost,

In the densest dark forest...

Where no one ever tread before!

Then looking for shelter

In the mysterious woods,

Find a glorious tree

Standing way apart...

Beneath its gentle branches,

Feel a familiar breeze...

And fall asleep

To the whispering lullaby.

And she would dream,

She'd remember...

The sapling she played with

As a kid and forgot ever since!

But when she'd wake,

The tree would be like every other

In the sparkling sunlight...

You'd forget me and move on.

Never to look back again,

And I'd heave a sigh of relief...

Stretch my arms in the Sun,

And sing my mellow song to the wind...

Photo by Amrita Senapati