Saturday, 19 July 2014

Darker than it seems are the nights without you…



I wandered alone in the night for long
Never knowing what I was searching for
I had a faint memory of my desires
But was never sure what I was after.
Darker than it seemed were the nights without you…

And when it was clear to me
I feared if it can ever come true
Hopes are good, but not enough
Or so, I grew up to believe.
Darker than it seemed were the nights without you…

This was the predicament I always feared
Now neck deep in it, I was fast losing hope
My heart wandered from one face to another
Like a dry leaf in the autumn, without a destiny.
Darker than it seemed were the nights without you…

To me it seemed like a wild-goose chase
And long before the sun could shine on me
I was getting used to my self-inflicted loneliness
Only the shadow remained faithful.
Darker than it seemed were the nights without you…

The Coffee shops, the Pubs, the Discos, the streets
I searched her everywhere, the one of my dreams
But whenever I found someone, I wasn’t just sure
Soon I realized that it was only lust that was driving me.
Darker than it seemed were the nights without you…

The fear of giving-in was terrifying sometimes
So to restrain my feelings was anything but easy
I could have waited, but I would not, I knew
In not more than couple of days the urge dies
Darker than it seemed were the nights without you…

The antagonist in me coerces me to judge
Finding something hateful in any of them was easy
And then the whole perspective changes, everything changes
The reflexes work fast and I fly away from there, to another void.
Darker than it seemed were the nights without you…

But this time it is different, completely different
She took me by surprise, with the ease in her words
I must admit that it is her irresistible natural charm that
Crumbled my defenses and opened up a whole new world.
Darker than it seems are the nights without you…

With irresistible tenderness she affirms her charisma
Her voice so soft and mellow, her casualness overwhelming,
Her sanity well maintained, her individuality well upheld,
Her sense of humor so natural, she is at-last a reality.
Darker than it seems are the nights without you…

I feel so vulnerable, as if I were only a child
Floating like a free feather, is my heart
Erupting like the burning lava, is my passion
Real like life itself, is my love for her.
Darker than it seems are the nights without you…

Tuesday, 15 July 2014

"Let Your will be done."



The baby cried out loud and the mother wept silently
The sweet pangs of creation she struggled violently
Give me a healthy child, the father prayed
…But not mine, let Your will be done.

Years rolled away the baby and brought the innocent boy
Protected and loved he grew making everything his toy
Keep him safe, the father prayed
…But not mine, let Your will be done.

Growing up was easy and being a teen was so messy
His wits on boys, his charm on girls, he exuded ecstasy
Make them love me, he prayed
…But not mine, let Your will be done.

He grew up strong and at times even weak
Still a kid at heart, both kind and meek.
Make me stronger, her prayed
…But not mine, let Your will be done.

Friends were good, friends were bad
Unable to judge he felt hurt and sad
Don’t let them cheat me, he prayed
…But not mine, let Your will be done.

He fell in love and his life changed forever
She became everything he wanted to revere
I want to marry her, he prayed
…But not mine, let Your will be done.

Life started its voyage with happiness in sight
Like the passing spring seasons changed overnight
Don’t let her change, he prayed
…But not mine, let Your will be done.

Written in sorrow the time’s pages he turned
Love was lost too soon, every ray of hope churned
Save me Lord, he prayed,
…But not mine, let Your will be done.

The tears wouldn’t stop, the pain won’t die
Gone were the dreams but to the world he’d lie
Kill me Lord, he prayed,
…But not mine, let Your will be done.

A beautiful angel, so little and tender
The greatest gift that life could render
She instilled hope with her smile so slender
Just one word ‘Papa’, oh, what a splendor
I want to live again, he prayed
…But not mine, let Your will be done.