Burden of Myself

On the bosom of Time
Lies the burden of
Action.

On the bosom of Man
Lies the burden of
Emotion.

On the bosom of Love
Lies the burden of
Pain.

On the bosom of Friendship
Lies the burden of
Definition.

On the bosom of God
Lies the burden of
An innocent Prayer.

On the bosom of Me
Lies the burden of
Myself.

EVERYTHING..

Sometimes a moment of sanity
Will make insanity worth it..

A tear
Will make joy worth it..

A moment of despair
Will make hope worth it..

A moment of weakness
Will make strength worth it..

A look filled with love
Will make loneliness worth it..

One Word
Will make silence worth it..

A lifetime of patience

will make the moment worth it..

Forever
A moment of something
Will make EVERYTHING worth it..

Who Care..

I Shall walk away

Bury despair

Under my smile

Shaky. Storm Within

 

I shall not reveal

For my pain

Is mine

Not anyone else’s.

 

I Shall break the chains

Bury emotions

Under my pillow

Wet. Tears

 

I shall not reveal

For my agony

Is mine

Not anyone else’s.

 

My Eyes and My Silence

Betray despair, pain, emotions, agony

And love.

To the ones who care..

 

For..

I shall not be weak

My strength

Is not mine alone

It comes from those who care.

She walked two steps behind me...
Clutching the railing..
Years of pain..so evident in those eyes
So sick..she had forgotten her footwear...
Barefoot on the hot Delhi Railway Station...

Never had she failed to leave me till my train..

I begged I pleaded...
"Please don`t..You are sick"
She answered in silence
I relented...

Yet my love for her...
Agitated me deep inside...churned me..
My helplessness..
Helplessness of all the damn doctors..
Her refusal to see any of them...
And yet the pain....
So hidden from the world
so evident to me
and her futility in hiding it..

She is not with me now..
And will never be..

She loved me..
I miss you
Grandma

If you must

If you must be forgotten..

Be forgotten..

For your Silence rather than the frivolty of your Words..

If you must Walk Away..

Do Walk Away..

With your dignity rather than your shame..

If you must Cry..

Do with your Heart..

Yet make sure every tear is worth it..

If you must Lose

lose with your head held low..

And pray your friend wins..

If you must keep a secret

Bury it in your bosom

And make sure your eyes never reveal

If you must get wet

Do so in the first rain of the monsoon

Then Miss the one you Love

If you must Pray

Keep it simple

Remember God never went to school...

If At All..

If At All
Time was to stand still..
And I was to keep moving..

If thought was to cease..
And I was to continue living..

If love was to hurt no more..
And I was to continue hurting..

If it was to feel no more..
And I was to continue loving..

If God was to promise to answer..
And I was to continue praying..

I will stand up to Him and tell Him
"I shall trade the sorrows of my heart..
for the joys of this world..
Lend me your joy
And I shall trade you my sorrow."

And then wait...
If At All..
For the answer..

The "Other" Me.

I have thrown out the questions,
And I wait for the answers..
To the land
And to the water
To the air I breath
And to the Life I lead.

Some one who completes me..
There is somewhere another me..

In the depths of my emotions
And in the heights of my pride..
In the depths of this complex world.
And the shallowness of my Life..
I seek him..
The Answers..

But…

Its only your silence O Lord!!
That stares at me…

In that silence; lie all the answers..

And Maybe somewhere in that silence
Lies the other me….