THE WAR WITHIN

My face is too deceptive
It mystifies most
My heart sobs to self-relief
As face holds a toast.

Laughter echoes & rebounds,
Still that throb of pain
Wrapped around by the sound
Of melodious refrain.

Reminds me of who am I ,
Whom I was meant to be .
My conscience my alibi
Desires –wait and see .

Dreams to me are meteors
They brighten the night sky
Then tantalizingly lures ,
Within a flash they die .

Few or none does have the eyes
To read what lies beneath.
Joyous smiles eclipse sighs
While the agony seethes .

Time spoils the festive mood,
The face always wins at last .
Heartbeats might know –“To brood,
Erodes youth & charms too fast .”

In this conflict within me
My heart or face , no one reign .
To conclude I laugh , you see –-
“ Out of joy , or out of pain ?”

A BRIGHTER NIGHT

Confused in my misery,
At last , I behold light.
Having felt the gloom of dusk
Wishing a brighter night.


Lavish, Grand - it need not be
with full moon and birds that sing.
Enough will be candlelight
If some joy, to me it brings.


None on earth may ever know
How much pain my each smile costs.
Battling with my vanquished self,
Pretending that I never lost.


Only GOD and my heart knows
My soul seeks eternal light.
For I have seen more gloomy dawns.
Tonight, I wish a brighter night.

LESSONS FROM NATURE

The flowers are the same I know
Still they seem so pink to me.
My head tells me -" illusion ".
My heart tells me-" Love, may be!"


Forever, the sun burnt bright
Shining as it always was.
This morning, it's pleasant light
Perhaps, is for noble cause.


This breeze seems to talk to me
Giving me some wise advise,
-" Love the things that come for free
Instead of ones that come for price ".

The lazy pace of brook suggests
The seas are even made of drops.
Between tides, the sea too rests.
It's the brook that never stops.


The Great Banyan will not reveal
Of what matter is it made.
That makes it grow so strong and tall.
Yet so humble in its shade.

In these lessons nature taught
Most timeless I can recall
" The basic joy of life," I thought,
" Before the self, in loving all ".

FRIEND

" A friend in need
Is a friend indeed ".
- A proverb widely read.

Few think of them
" It's all the same;
What difference has he made ? "

With truth to start
And jokes apart
A friend should be " the one ",

Sheds with you
comforting dew
At times when there's none.

Obliged to help
A selfless self
He knows you more than much.

He makes it feel
" The bond of steel "
You treasure his loving touch.

You know, he knows
And friendship grows
You owe this gift to LORD.

"The gift of gifts"
When fortune rifts
He has those blissful words

-Of wisdom , care,
the need to share
Pave their way to your heart.

You always knew
There can be few
Who are a "class apart".

The child within
cries out and in
When he is not beside

Parted my miles
Still those smiles
Bring back memory's tide.

When time permit
You sink in it;
Applaud, " the perfect blend-

Of human, divine
And forever mine,
My darling, My Good Friend".

FEARLESS

FEARLESS

The morning-light that brings to life -
The treasures of the day;
The fearless mind to that awakes,
Proclaiming , “ come what may!”.

Harping on the missing zeal
And thoughts depressing –
Is no way to live a life ,
But living like a king .

What others do or others don’t
Does bother him the least .
Fired by that inner will
That dares tame the beast .

Sorrow seems to aid him now ;
For once it was his foe .
-“ Disenchanted ” of all love ,
for every thing must go .

Humans, if he was God ,
Would never have the mind ;
To overlook a hearts appeal ,
Though, it be this blind .

Seasoned by the treaded path ,
Tempered by his flaws .
Courage be his only shield .
“Death” - his only pause .