Blowing winds

I often just sit up and try to figure out what is it that i am supposed to be hanging around here for?
which question is assigned for me to solve?
what answer am i searching for?
who am i waiting here for?
andwhen i find answer to none of these questions..
i cant figure out what it is that i am trying to figure out?
entagled in the questions.. i see myself turn into a question mark...
an entwined curve hanging around.. with a dot of inconsequence toward the end..
I am turning into a question mark
questioning all that there is and all that is to come around..
why why why.. who what .. i cry.. endlessly..
as i listen in to the song...

the answer my friend is blowin in the wind...
the answer is blowing in the wind ..

And then there are days like these...

Heirarchy of disorder
tumbling down the landscape
of thoughts and visions
of words yet unspoken
of risks always taken

In the society of bees
drumming, humming
through the haze
unscathed, unhurried
finding the way through the maze

frittering away in search of gold,
sweet honey, to take back home
selling away something inside of us
at every turn
at every chance
at every glance
we are far far far away from home

i wish only to go back now
to go back even without the gold
without the sweet honey pot, i told
that i would bring..
I wish to come back home
before i lose all that is within

Rant and Rave

Locked up in an Iron cage
fed on an Iron Plate
yet unseen, uncovered thoughts
hiding beneath the Iron Mask
unleashed on the plains of peace
leaving the scars
of unpleasant times
reeking .. unpleasant memories
flooding the remains
with unheeded rage
opening valves of scourging lava
flammable words
errupting from the forked cave
stealing away the calm,
the nothingness..
bringing in a change...

Dil Ki Ankahee

Dil bas chupke se sunta hai
Kuch bhi kehne se darta hai
Is duniya ki har galti mein
Bewak shamil hota hai

Num aankhon se bas
Kuchch apne gam baant leta hai..
Apna bojh halka kar leta hai..

Tanha woh kisiki talaash mein
Har dil ko apnana chahta hai
Par bezuban yeh dil
Humrahi ke intezaar mein,
Raah mein gumsum sa khada reh jata hai

Kabhi kabhi sannate mein uski sisak sunai de jaati hai
Aankhon mein tab uske dard ki jhalak nazar aati hai

Jhooti dilaasa dekar , is dil ko behlate hain
Uski ankahee ko ansuni karne ki hum roz lakh koshishe karte hain

Ab yeh haal hai …

Ki hum bhi khamosh hain
Dil bhi khamosh hai…

Lethargy

Idle at the moment
in the moment
another moment arrives
and the idle moment dies

I try to hold on to
the dying moment
as it slips away, in its loss
i lose another moment

I let it go, waiting for its return
but it has already gone
leaving me alone
with another moment to grieve

I keep waiting for the perfect moment
as each one comes
and moves along
bringing in another moment

.... this is lethargy at its best.. aplogies for this post :)

strangest "stop"

Out on a stroll..
moving slowly like a troll
Stuck in a moment
In a Strife to comeout alone

Luxury of Silence bestowed
Gaping winds welcoming me ashore
Lonely trees to give company
Branches stowed beneath my feet

Dissceting the thoughts
i chafe with the knife
the wood scrapes out
curling.. whithering away

it begins to get familiar
the comfort of holding on
the moment is long gone
I found a friend resting right in my palms..

"In Love"

In love i was
lookin at you
being with you
being for you always around
loving you.... giving you
all..without any bounds
loved the feeling of having you around
one look from you
to undertsand wht you are all about
listening to you for hours
talking to you....long into the night
I long to be tht fool again...laughin inside the covers in the night
I loved the smile which would find its way
on my face ..unclaimed
I loved to think that you are thinking of me
thinking about you the whole day..
I loved to anticipate wht u would want
to be there for you before you even need me
hanging around to see you get all you need
even if it was someone else that you loved truly


I thought..my heart could beat for you for ever
but now it stands broken..