You were just another face in the crowd
Before we gathered random connections
And for random moments spent together
Wove few fanciful dreams of togetherness
And after so many years and events passed
As we now lost all connections between us
I guess I'm back to what I was once before
I am again just another face in the crowd
Finding Inner Peace
a search within.....
Friday 29 December 2023
Another face in the crowd
Tuesday 12 September 2023
Fifteen Years Still Waiting
Fifteen years ago upon the college balcony
Our young and overenthusiastic drummer
Had set up his drum kit and dusted it twice
Waiting for his bandmates for above an hour
It was on a weekend when college was empty
But fest committee and overzealous performers
Ever active preparing for their minute of fame
But our drummer on top floor was bit impatient
So he called up his then best friend and crush
To vent out his anger and bitter frustration
That his remaining bandmates were so slack
Unknowing that the friend dated the singer
His friend called the singer and they finally arrived
The rehearsals did take place and then performance
But sadly the eccentric lineup for the band didn't last
When drummer soon found about the concealed affair
Years the drummer drifted playing here and there
No lineup ever lasted, no band was ever formed
And he made new friends, over years built career
But the dream remained - of forming a true band
Fifteen years seemed to have passed in a jiffy
Now the drummer set up his kit at own home
And he is now waiting for a jam this weekend
With the same singer who married his crush
Thursday 30 January 2020
Ghost in a shell
But a ghost in a shell
And that's how it has
Always been anyways
But so far I never felt
Lost in the trappings
That made up my shell
It's loosened now a bit
Success makes the shell
Stronger and resilient
While it's an utter failure
Which brings the cracks
My dreams and visions
That made up my identity
Reality has now shattered
Now remain compromises
I survived even if the mess
But that reinforces the loss
Of all the things cherished
The broken shell has cracks
This shell which I thought
Was me was an illusion
And through the cracks
I can get glimpses beyond
Of time eternal ever-present
Nullness that ever permeates
Little that remains of myself
Seeking the final dissolution
Sunday 12 January 2020
Fork Ahead
Losing Grip
Wednesday 27 November 2019
Closing Balance
Wishing peace and harmony to all... 🕊🕊
Tuesday 13 August 2019
A Sum of Parts
A bit of me that was free to live
And express my innermost self
A bit which broke apart and left
Never to return, but in my dreams
Ever since you had to leave as well
And a part of you remains with me
A part you never dared acknowledge
A part you left behind to move ahead
A part of you which did resonate
With me when for moments lost
Between us there was no difference
We are but sum of all of our parts
Small bits collected here and there
To break and form as our life passes