bird in the wide world

such a big wide world

n you cant even hide bird

have you ever lied bird

can you even try bird

wide wide wide world

prisoner of your pride bird

did you even hear my word

let me tell the truth bird

you aint the only one bird

red bird white bird

you're just part of the herd

tera milna bhi ektafak tha,

to bichadne pe kya gum karein

safar main sangraahi the kuch der ke ,

unse naata bana ke bhi ab kya hum karein

aaj jo aaj main jeeta hoon,

usse kal ko ab qurbaan kya hum karein

kismat

itna bhi na kismat pe tu aitbaar kar
ki kal ki thokar ko tu seh na sake

khud pe itna bhi gumaan na kar
ki kal, khud ke wajood se hi naata mil na sake


in ankhon ke sapno pe aitbaar bas itna kar
ki tu bhadh chale zamane se aage,
par bin apno ki duaayein bhoolkar

i am the conflict

i am the confusion in clarity, the routine in irregularity

the meaness in charity, the sober in vanity,

i am the love in hatred, the pervert in sacred,

the truth in the lies, the wicked in the wise

i am the meaning in chaos, the rebel from ethos

the method in the madness, the joy in sadness

i am the loneliness in success, the freedom in duress,

the pain behind the laughter, the satisfaction of the destructor

i am tangled emotions n bungled ambitions

the cog in the wheel or the god in every deal,

i am the patient contributing to creation,

the materialist wishing for salvation

i am 'the lost soul' in this 'connected world'

To Open Source and Evangelism

Let’s open our eyes, to the visions of future
Unleash our instincts and be free to venture
Let’s get over the endless fear of defeat
And leave behind the tradition of conceit

Let’s listen to each voice, within and without,
‘Cause those real gems, they rarely shout.
Let’s for once walk over the rough terrain of noise,
To find that rare gem, the beautiful voice.

Come let’s a part of this ideological revolution
An honest attempt to fuel our evolution.
And let's join hand to nurture this belief
That we were not born just to compete.

Missing you

getting soaked to the skin
just to remind am still living.
it has been so long, so very long,
the slow dances and the lovely rain song.

i miss the naughty smile
of childhood innocence it would remind,
and i miss the soft hands that held me tight
when nothing else in the world felt right.

ever since you left this life,
and took away all things bright,
i cry and i cry each night
just to feel,
and feel just a bit all right.

Belief

Look up at the sky
to discover a belief to live by,

the belief in the truimph of reason
and belief in the human soul,
the belief in simplicity of truth
and belief in the fluidity of right,
the belief in love of life
and belief in a future bright,

how ever far away from the shore
the sky shall always guide the belief,
and we shall always remain survivors,
survivors in the battles with unknowns

Time to be happy again

Wake up people, lets go insane,
put on the dancing shoes, lets go out in the rain,

time to set this life to music again,
let the chords we lost resonate once again,

come lets fly and free all chains,
the wind shall flow favorable again,

we'll bury the past, be happy again,
this one life we'll no more live in vain,

come on people lets board a fantasical train
lets travel around n spread smiles all over again

Unforseen

people drowning all around
from a mountain you watch alone,
the sky is all smoked up
raining black drops hitting you like stone.

at a distance your children
are drowning without a struggle,
hapless you stand
there is nothing you could do.

its then finally that you try to think
what have i done
where have i come
this wasn't how i thought it would end.

another chance is all you want
to relive the life and clean up this mess,
another life to give up the greed
to live with only that you really need,
to give back to this earth
all you shamelessly sucked out of her womb.

you shout out loud looking up at the sky
and remember for the last time your forgotten God.

darkness ... silence ...
moments so full of nothingness ...

then a streak of light
it brightens up the room,
fresh air around
brings back the missing life,
the koel singing on the window sill
just stops for a moment to make you realize.

loud you laugh
"oh ! it was just another dream".

waking up from a bad dream
how does it feel to be back again?
you needed to be shook up
to be woken up to realities unforseen,
all that you have and all you have dreamed
is about to be washed to shores unknown.

the bad dream is over
but don't rejoice
'cause you still got some time
to make your choice
you have promses to keep
to all those you saw there weep,
wake up this time
this dream might not be a dream next time.

Speed

Speeds are goals meant to be achieved ...
and blockades in the path are just there to impede ...
At all times that we exceed ...
there's somthing that makes sure we receed ...

We fall ... We rise ...
but remember, its just another of those tries,
an attempt to reach new Highs,
to play hide and seek with that element of surprise.

Make sure you never lose the greed ...
that in your heart always takes a lead ...
'cause this life is all about the deed ...
and the the struggle in you will always breed ...
till the moment you are freed of this cycle of speed...

Those Nine Seconds of perpetual Insanity...

Those Nine Seconds of perpetual Insanity...

a burning urge to challenge conformity...
a throttle to rev the engine of ability ...
faint voices in the background, of timidity ...
intermitent thoughts of decisional duality ...
but then a moment of ultimate clarity ...
bringing back the emotional solidarity ...

Those Nine Seconds of perpetual Insanity...

finally the launch into wilderness of the impending calamity ..
the gradually growing understanding of life's triviality ...
preceding the dawn of the world's eternal verity ...

Those Nine Seconds of perpetual Insanity...

the silent landing followed by a return to sanity ...
no feeling, but an immediate loss of all physicality ...
the end of the insane voyage staring at the disfigured face of reality ...

Those Nine Seconds of perpetual Insanity...

Irony

You fly the night skies,
but dream of land the horizon beholds.

I lie on this land forever attached,
but dream to someday fly free in the clouds.

This life is a tale full of irony,
yet we keep our fingers crossed,
waiting,
just waiting to be surprised.

Tomorrow Haunting

Its here, its now, staring me on my face,
i never realized, but it has changed shapes,
the tomorrow i distanced from,
is finally here to haunt.

No warnings, no preparations,
how could it come without anticipation,
surrounding me like smoke,
as if waiting for me to choke.

Where is my sweet dream, that i slept over last night,
and where is my past, that i knew when i was awake last.
and where are you, my comrades in crime,
why cant i find you as i seek out your hand.

Lost, all lost, here i stand,
nothing around can i understand,
the world i knew has moved on,
and i am here to face this alone.

Farewell

It doesn’t happen often,

but for some reason i cried last night.

For that one moment i hated you,

and all the migratory birds i have ever met,

'cause they just fly away, one fine day.

Life goes on, time moves on,

and tomorrow the sun will shine bright as ever,

but this night is long, and dark for sure,

the tides are running high, the winds are blowing strong

windows flutter, the doors bang wild,

and often at night i run to latch 'em up,

to stop the memories from flooding in again.

Dear friend, I wish you to know,

that you leave behind a heavy heart and numb eyes,

and in the corridors of this heart,

will echo your laughter for days to come.

Though i know i'll get over it,

but for a long time i'll miss the fun,

i'll miss the shots, the drunken gossips,

the forever falling dancer, the forever smiling joker.

Dear friend,

i bid you farewell,

i wish you luck,

and lots of love that'll last you the lifetime.

The Children of God

every night as i sleep,
their faces, innocent faces,
they come back to me....
those deep eyes, they stare at me,
and they seem to ask,
who took, took away
my share of sunshine,
who took, took away
my share of smiles....

why is it this way i live,
whose share of misery,
do i bear and cry,
whose share of pain,
do i continue to sustain....

we....we're the children of God, they say,
yet why did he treat us so different....

time...time they say is a healer,
but their wounds they are getting deeper....
tears...the tears have dried up,
and their vision is so blurred....

till when, till when will we sleep,
its time we open our eyes to see,
its time to feel, for once to be real,
its time we give 'em a chance
chance to bask in the sun,
bring 'em back the innocent time,
their share of sunshine,
their share of smiles,
'cause we're all children of God,
and for sure his creation cannot be flawed.

You catch me on the wrong foot

I thought I'd say,
this is end of it all, never do i wish to see you again,
but then you smile, and in your trap i begin to fall again,
i can only see as you cast your magic spell,
the heart melts heart away,
and you catch me on the wrong foot again.

The right time

Should have jumped off the plane that day,
'cause never were we so high ever again,
When i look back, thats my only regret,
'cause otherwise life has been fine,
but then i thought i missed the right time,
to have escaped this earth's gravity,
and to be in that state,
forever in outer space.

The Mad Man

I sit here alone,
surely not lonely though,
besides the placid lake,
that murmurs as its waves flow,
the darkness here,
it takes away my ego,
and the silence around,
inspires me to think.

Its here that i shake off the mask i carry all day long,
its here in the reflection i find my true being,
its here i am at peace,
in complete unison with the other self.

Each night its here i sit,
trying to answer questions of life,
while the world sleeps sound,
i try to find the direction of right.

And though often you'll hear people say,
a mad man sits besides the lake each night,
holding a candle that burns bright,
now you know the truth alright,
its my Self,
that spreads around the incandescent light.

About to be

am the first drop of water
that ushers the rain

am the champagne bottle
waiting years just for that celebration

am the heart beat you skipped
when you were 'bout to be kissed

am the unborn child in the mothers womb
waiting to see the evil ways of the world

am the dark hazy sky
just before the sun reveals it all

am last piece
of the unsolved puzzle

am the moment of creation,
the feeling of anticipation.

The Divine Lady ( version 2)

the moonlight smile that brightens every face,
unknowingly, renders me sleepless for days,

the whiskey sopped eyes, the shy gaze,
time and again they besot me,
leaving behind a romantic haze,

the honey filled voice lacing each word,
flows out in a slow rhythemic pace,
conducting the orchestra as my heart plays.

lady i confess,
in these moments of craze,
i can spend my life writing paeans,
admiring your lovely ways,
and some day you'll look back, divine lady,
is all this connoisseur ever prays.

My divine lady

the moonlight smile that brightens every face,
unknowingly, renders me sleepless for days,

the whiskey sopped eyes, the shy gaze,
time and again they besot me,
leaving behind a romantic haze,

the honey filled voice lacing each word,
flows out in a slow rhythemic pace,
conducting the orchestra as my heart plays.

lady i confess, in these moments of craze,
ever since i have known your lovely ways,
this slave of your divine beauty, always prays,
someday in faraway dreamy place,
together we'll live and spend peaceful days,
watching our children play under the sun's rays.

The last painting...

Paintings on the undulating canvas of time, I often make,
sketched by my flikering imagination,
and colored by visions of love filled times.

Plunges into the ocean of fantasies, I often take,
realizing that beyond this dimension i see,
there lies that dimension i can always create.

One of these days, I wish it were all real,
the dolphins swimming across the horizon,
the heavenly clouds wispering rain songs,
and the ocean water colored in crystal greens,
all for me, and for my love
in whose arms i lay,
in the sands of the golden beach,
gaze for gaze,
breath for breath,
we are one,
like the setting sun mating with passionate waves
under the blanket of the evening sky.

One of these days, I wish it were all real,
no longer then would i fly into star filled night,
and this dream will never break,
as i wish i'll never wake.