ONCE AGAIN


You had to come
The wait is finally over
The clouds have vanished
The darkness has been banished
The sky seems to be blue again
the earth green
and feelings
red with anticipation
wait for the moist wind
that had betrayed
the cursed land of
my burdened soul
for what seemed
ages of interminable loneliness

And then you came
With the sun
With the rain
The dyed clouds
dropped tears in vain
My fear saw
the EDEN taking shape again
On nimble steps
i stepped on the same old lane
i could see your wound
i could feel your pain
The heavens above
showered its blessed rain
It cleansed away every stain
vestige feelings of past disdain
And then you came again
With sceptic negligence
you loosened the rein
The stallions of fervent passion
galloped the fertile plain
They breathed,they lived,they dreamed
Again,Once again.....

MY BLUE EYED BALLERINA – THE SKYWALKING QUEEN

The drum beats,the criss-crossed poles
the dangling tattered rope
The mortals
Foot firmly grounded
to the empathetic earth
Eyes wide open of some
Most blinded by a snobbish apathy
Look up at you ,my Queen
My blue eyed ballerina
You ruled the road
You ruled the scene
I saw you walking the sky
on the wind,through the clouds
walking,running and flying
Eyes transfixed to that unknown
Point of infinity
For that one moment
You were airborne
I saw you fly

Mathematics fused with a
sinuous logical law
validated by the falling apple
And the dying thinker
forced me out of my impolitic trance
As I sipped my drink
and saw you ,my Queen
My blue eyed Ballerina
How you ruled the road
Oh! How you ruled the scene

Some cheered
Others hurled numbered pieces
of shiny polished steel
A token of half-hearted appreciation
for your rope walking skill
Your patriarch collected the coins
Which promised the evening meal
Did he know that you wanted to fly
fly higher still?

I saw you slither down the pole
The flight was over for you, my Queen
And you came to me with your bowl
Conscious of your glancing look
I placed a coin and let it roll
You went from man to man
Like a rogue princess
On her royal stroll

Down came the rope, off went the pole
Towers of shining coins
Now adored your broken bowl
You looked happy in that
frayed skirt ,unkempt red hair
raw ,uncorrupted soul
The envy of the falcons
Who could never play your role

my estella

GREAT EXPECTATIONS

great expectations they say can slaughter a peaceful mind.......

great expectations they say can cause pain.....

anguish

tears

wails

fails

...great expectations.... they say has to hav a pip,a estella , a miss.havisham.....


i knew better didnt i????
didnt i decided otherwise??
yes i did...oh yes i did....
hours of loneliness fused with the sweat.blood n gore ....
yes i decided not 2 fall for the "only word tht has different meanings for evry one"...
yes i decided never 2 cry again
yes i decided never 2 feel again


GREAT EXPECTATIONS.......they say.......
has 2 have a cold ESTELLA.....cold n beautiful....alluring,exciting, n lonely.....

i found my ESTELLA......

great expectations they say.....can cause death....

im READY....