An Ode to 'A Still Born Dream'

Of rays and sunshine

Of the red in the skies and the dance with the leaves

Of the breeze in my hair and the desire to be there.... 

Of the right to dream and to feel able to capture

Of a reason to live, a reason to belong to oneself

A reason to strive, a meaning to life

Of the joy to open my palm and know that I can achieve...

But then what if it died before it was born-

What if the choice was wrong, what if the longing remained-

Worse: what if none exists?

What if there is no direction

What if the search has been futile

The eyes dry, tired yet hopeful

That it shall soon appear and the seeking shall end.

Living like the dead, hurting like the wounded

And seeking retribution like the wronged,

Dignity lost like a body being dragged to the funeral pyre;

I pay my respects to a dream thats now a memory

An ode to my 'still born' vision... 

To---

Cant do without listing down my favourite poem of all time. This is To-- by P. B. Shelly - a beautiful poem dedicated to Love by Shelly....

ONE word is too often profaned     For me to profane it;  One feeling too falsely disdain'd     For thee to disdain it;  One hope is too like despair     For prudence to smother;  And pity from thee more dear     Than that from another.  I can give not what men call love:     But wilt thou accept not  The worship the heart lifts above     And the heavens reject not,  The desire of the moth for the star,     Of the night for the morrow,  The devotion to something afar     From the sphere of our sorrow?

To my BF

Ok, it goes like this 

Moti was single, ready to mingle but could not find someone to jingle. Motu see's moti on skype, and thinks the time is ripe, for him to do something exciting in life. 
Both of them went on a date, at the nearby mocha gate, cappuccino and iced tea they drank, while motu pink flyod and led zep sang. 
Moti thought the guy may not be good looking,
But wouldnt mind seeing what beneath the exterior is cooking, 
Motu thinks, she's not bad,
In bed i hope she run's mad. 

The dates went on, each putting their best foot on
Somewhere along the way,
They realized everything was not that gay,
For things took a serious turn, 
moti felt something inside her burn,
Motu felt he could not take a U turn,
The strange feeling was containing them like an Urn. 
Moti tries to stay away, for she recognizes a special feeling-
Motu asks her to not to fight it; as he too from the insides is peeling. 

Motu asks moti to come see his room,
she comes and leaves vroooooooom.
scared and shocked,
she still visits the next day, in motu's dorm block.
Moti on bed, motu on the chair,
moti holds his hands, motu dosent move a hair, 
Thinking whether he could commit,
Marriage, oh he was too young, to climb that summit
Tells moti, she needs to wait,
Moti agrees in love and haste. 

I love you, they never said,
All they discovered, was each other in bed, 
Two weeks later, motu realized how much moti meant
I love you he said, moti was merry and decided her love would never relent
They celebrated days and nights,
Found love was strong that might,
But soon to their dismay, 
Love wasn't enough, as seemed at first sight-
Difference of opinions, of two determined minds,
She saw red and he saw blue,
What was happenning neither had any clue. 

Adjustment was another thing-
They realized, we are two people with opposite zing
Pain and suffering oh woe befall were
Where Love's secret's dwell
Respect and understanding seemed too demanding
Each one thought the other was too commanding- 

Leave, we shall for freedom is much dearer,
But each loved the other, and wanted to be nearer,

Pledged togetherness for ever 
They decide that love would test them like never
But belief and trust, were stronger than love 
They knew that they found their soul mate in the person Now,

Moti learnt to live with motu's tempers
Motu leant to adjust to moti's unpredictable ranters
Moti leant motu's irritation, motu learnt moti's complications, 
Moti began understanding motu's need for attention
Motu began loving moti's need for space and dimension

Happy as ever, like sugar and pepper,
life could be blissful
Motu loves hugging moti
Moti love kissing motu
Motu and moti are now a much happier story :)

To My Unknown Lover

For that one unknown touch

For that slight smile

For that brief glance

For that little romance

For that agonizing wait

For that song on my lips

For that shiny glint in my eye

For that reason to embrace the world

To dance in the cold rain in a crazy twirl

To dress with such care

For one look of sheer delight

For one careless caress 

Of passion and fire

For one moment of greed and want

For one second to belong and let there be none

I dedicate this to my unknown lover

For a lifetime of knowing that we exist and are one

And Let there be Light- said the Lord

I see sitting on the railing

The rays of the moon, faint, silent smiling-

I wish we could take a walk

The moon and I would love a quiet talk

I like his spirit, unblemished and bright

I wish had a heart to stand up to his might

I love dancing in his love

His rays like a beam of shining strength

Brighten up the darkness of this little child

I strech my arms and he pulls

I tug upwards and jump up high, 

He says "Up you come" but how far you are

I wish we could take a walk

I have none but the moon for a quiet talk...

Galileo would have loved his strong beam

Would have defied the holy body to discover its sheen

I on the other hand

Would love to take refuge

With that which i consider my subterfuge

I wish we could have a silent chat

Wish the moon and I meant more than that

Wish his rays could hold only me

I wish that silver belonged to me

I wish the moonshine on the railing belonged to me..