Monday, April 25, 2011

An ode to Life


An ode to life,
that I beckon.
Ironical cynical..
however it may come.

An ode to will
which makes me strong.
Powerful, at times arrogant,
helps me make right, all my wrongs.

An ode to tryst with destiny
that is a gift of God.
Typical yet unpredictable,
soothing my mind, when my feet plod.

An ode to close ones (chosen few)
as lovely as could be.
Sanely eccentric
dearly beloved to me.

An ode to this ode
meaningless to YOU.
Shady but inspired
dedicated to a "CHOSEN FEW"


Dedicated to
teacher, captain, tata n pati(2), saale pakao, all members of kabadkhana, the new mom and lastly to the gypsy with renewed vision.

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Reminiscence of Vagabonds



Lazing around the six days of the week, waiting for the sabbath,
Decided She and I, that we must go to refresh our body and soul.
Help a dear friend in need and be a vivid listener to another;
She shall be the counsellor, so decided I that I shall be the the chirpy one dressed as a droll.

Morning of the Sabbath got a message that She and I shall be the only company,
One backed out the day before and other one had us cheated, (:P)
So we decided that we shall proceed to the land by She unseen,
On our way we sulked and bitched, 'bout all friends who had been hitched,
'bout other some who had ditched and 'bout some whom we sorely missed.
Morn at 9 we reached the Gate, also gateway for our day's fate.
We then sat on the merry vessel bored and unenthusiastic waiting for the journey to end.
When she laid her eyes on the land unseen; her eyes shone with glimmering sheen.
The droll and gypsy walked the steps knowing not what to apprehend.

Seeing the Jewel the She danced her gypsy heart away
the droll felt happy to see the gypsy so cheerful and merry today.
Trying all the jewels and gazing upon the gem,
gypsy and droll forgot about all things they condemn.
They reached the doors of the hills unseen,
gasping at the beauty and marveling the human touch.
They felt the land was like a beautiful dream.
The land, they felt, they could love so much.
But man also had spoiled his own beauty loitering and littering on divinity.

Useless they decided are the members of human race (knowing they are a part of it),
And merrily they proceeded to leave the place; content with whatever they see
returning to the very same place, where once they had already been.
Cherishing the memories of a beautiful day waiting to return to another beautiful place someday.