The Last Rhapsody

The Last Rhapsody

What is it that binds me in these chains?
Why am I still locked in this cage?
Why can’t I give in to the need?
Why do my old wounds still bleed?

I really think it’s over, I think I’ve moved on,
but for one last time, can we talk from dusk till dawn?
Knowing that you won’t, I still wait for you to come back.
The waning moon is fading to black!

Can I ask you just one more time?
Was leaving you behind, such a heinous crime?
Time and again, it makes me question my sanity.
Why am I, after all these years, writing this rhapsody?

So here I am, letting go of this flu..
letting go of my waterfall, such a bright blue!
But no matter what went through,
You will always be the one I look up to!

Calm Me Down

Calm Me Down

Gazing from a moving cloud, I’m looking down like a passerine,
looking at the world down below;
the mountains, the ravine,
those meadows enraptured by the breeze!
So calm, such ease!
Dear God, come to where I stand now,
take me down!
Calm me down,
as I take a bow.

I see a world, of rage, of fury, of mutiny:
a tempest without the wind, a hurricane in vacuum,
locusts feeding on the seeds of life!
There’s chaos everywhere, unheard cries of empathy;
Am I condemned to be here, to finish the race,
knowing that there’s no end to this?
This cruel journey has only brought me to the eye of the storm;
help me slow down, before I get swept away in this gale!

As the cloud goes higher, the storm runs out of rain!
I’m blinded by the clouds below me,
mesmerized by the terrain.
There’s intense pain, like an explosion, a crump!
Should I jump?
Dear God, come to where I stand now,
take me down!
Calm me down,
as I take a bow.

Uncertainty

Uncertainty

Just tell me once what went wrong.
I’ve been feeling so down low,
just thinking of what you did;
or at least what I perceive you went through!
You’re a bird, a brutally bruised one.
It’s been years I’ve heard your voice, can I now?
Has the wickedness of this world consumed you?
Why didn’t I protect you from what I was supposed to?

I thought we’ll live forever.
I thought that I’ll follow you around, with your angels..
I thought I’ll keep you warm through the coldest winter!
But a voice from the inside called me,
it crawled into my uncertainty.
It gave me an assurance to leave you behind,
and go underneath to sleep with my dragons!
Well, it’s too late now!

But I believe that you’re here still.
Hold me! Don’t let this storm take me!
It’s evening already, I made it through the day,
I don’t think I can ever make this night.
I am broken from the inside,
pieces of me are crying out to come out of the wrong side of this!
I’m burning from the inside, drowning in this tempest,
can you bring me back to life?

Featured Pic: from my recent trip to Rann of Kutch, Gujarat! 

The Sparks I See

The Sparks I See

As if it were a dream, I couldn’t help but lean,
on the very fact that I’ve just come,
to the crossroads of my little journey;
to cross the bridge…
between my want and my need,
questioned by the very roots of my creed.

As I sit here in silence,
I go through these moments of infinitesimal existence:
These sparks that I see soaring high, coming down, and dying away,
these sparks of temporary pain;
these sparks of spurious happiness;
these sparks of glorified agony;
these sparks of counterfeited radiance;
in these fireworks, called life.

All those tears that you shed,
for all those things you wanted, but did not get.
For all those people, whom you refused to live without,
who just reside now in your dreams, so loud.
For all those colorful dreams which have turned gray;
For all those solid smiles which have melted away.
For all the living memories, which are now ash,
and for all those gruesome wounds of happiness… Oh! Is that just a rash?
…are just sparks,
which die as soon as they are born!

Because there is a dawn after this night, isn’t that strange?
For victory is near, so within range,
and because nothing is permanent, not even change…!