Poet for Sale!

So many emotions, so many thoughts,
Sometimes they flow and sometimes not,
So many battles that within me are fought,
Lessons that I learn, in ways that can never be taught!


So many a smile, so many a sigh,
Sometimes that I wanna give up and cry,
So many failures and yet always another try,
Falling down hard and learning to fly!


So many truths, so many lies,
Sometimes that there isn’t anyone to hear my cries,
So many lows and so many highs,
Drowning in depths only to be rescued by those eyes!


So many ideas, so many views,
Sometimes that I can’t distinguish the hues,
So many grays and so many blues,
Scratching I fight to loosen the screws!


So many a footprint, so many a trail,
Sometimes in my youth that I’ve been feeling frail,
So many contradicting emotions...so many that to put in words I now fail,
Needing a savior, I put this poet up for sale!!!



P.S. Just for the record...18 days since i put this up and no takers!!! Well as they say, "If no one claims in 30 days, finders keepers!" (so i guess i get to keep myself! hehe...)

Random Thoughts while on Vacation!

1. I don’t understand why people want to cling onto the notions and beliefs and ways of the past. They want to stay with the old traditions, maintain the same old ways and search for wisdom in the ways of civilizations long gone by. In my opinion, it’s a classic case of the grass being greener on the other side. I would have liked to make this a long ranting post complete with examples et al, however I am in no mood to bore myself with all that…I am in Poona after all and I have a whole lot of other things on my mind right now. Hence, for all those who would like to restore ways of the past, maybe you oughta remember that the people back then have striven for the life you are enjoying. Why, in God’s name, would you want to insult their intelligence and change it back to what it was? Be happy where you are.
2. For the past umpteen days, I have been consistently having dreams where while everything is perfectly fine, my mouth is suddenly filled with an intolerable quantity of chewing gum, that no matter how hard I try, I can’t spit out. Well, in tune with my dreams being a prelude to what is to come, I made a trip to the dentist to get my teeth capped. In order to get a print of my teeth, he stuffed my mouth with putty that felt exactly like chewing gum…so much of it and no matter how much I tried, I couldn’t spit it out!
3. My views on economics and why I think social benefit as a concept is ridiculous. Robin-Hood (i.e. taking from the rich and giving to the poor) is good to hear in story books but not in an economic sense. Why would you take hard-earned money and give it to those who haven’t earned it? I know everyone doesn’t have the same privileges and the same access to good education, etc. but does that mean that you give it to people who haven’t earned the dues they get? That would only encourage complacency wouldn’t it? I mean look at the US and their sub-prime fiasco! That’s what happens when people don’t understand the worth of what they are getting. Don’t worry about the large strides that India is making and the benefits not filtering down to the grass-roots. There isn’t a switch that would ensure those below the poverty line will also get something if Mr. Mittal is buying a castle in London. Ensure health-care and education are easily accessible, the rest will follow naturally. Freebies, I do not support.

Random Rhymes

1. Sometimes beyond our sights we need to see,

beyond our sorrows and moments of glee,

its a time when both you n me,

need to move forward, set our hearts and minds free!

2. what do you think the heart does seek?
why does our courage mellow and spirits go weak?
why away from our troubles do we flee?
when all we need to do, is set our worries free...

3. time flies and memories grow,
with every passing day, a new seed we sow,
and yet the new can we only see,
when we allow ourself to set our past free!

4. a million miles between us now,
yet i hope of seeing you somehow,
someday maybe across the sea,
ill fly to you and together we'll be!

5. do you remember that once upon a day,

you and me together had walked this way,

and now across the screens we talk,

wondering when together we might walk,

and re-live and re-make all those stories,

ones that we now seem to call memories!

6. time brings us close, time takes us apart,
friends that arrive, friends that depart,
until one day, we aren't reason for each other's smiles,
separated by a distance, not measured in miles!!!

Playing Second Fiddle

R has propounded a theory that suggests I am one of those people who love playing second fiddle. He says I am the kind of guy who will always play the supporting role and never take the lead and take others to task. Always the people who will provide the essential support and guidance but despite being able to probably lead better, will never step up to the plate and deliver. And yes, he is right. I am someone who will always pull the strings from the background never once stepping up to the plate to deliver. I prefer letting my knowledge rest in the background even though I might be able to shed a different light on a subject.

Well, more concerning, so says R, is my reluctance to ever take a nose dive into a relationship. I think he has pretty much seen most of the relationships I have shared with women (read in the singular tense, though written in the plural sense hoping to not look like a loser!) and I suppose he is one the three people who have known exactly what I have had in my heart. Obviously the other part of the problem comes with the fact that I haven’t ever let my heart take precedence over my mind and have always done what might be deemed as the right thing to do. Trust me, doesn’t work that way if you are ever gonna share a relationship with someone. A relationship is about uncertainity, about trusting your instincts and taking a dive into the unknown with someone you think will be there for you in whatever unexpected turn there are to come. (Ironically enough, I have lived my life the way I should’ve handled my relationships and handled my relationships the way I should’ve lived my life!) I have always been awesome with giving people advice on their lives…I guess I need someone to help me with my own! Always happy playing second fiddle. But what the heck, as long as I am happy as a bumble bee right?

The Same Old Songs

My memory plays out to me, the same old songs,

I’m still the boy, who did no wrongs,

If I called you now, would you still come as before,

Or would you now, walk outta that door?

Have I already lost you to a memory,

Am I still supposed to believe what we shared was just another story,

Cause I’m still here waiting for you to return,

I’d do anything so your love I may earn.

My dreams still hold on to times gone by,

I’m still the boy, who’d never give up and fruitlessly try,

If I held your hand, would you also hold mine,

Or would you turn your back, tell me it ain’t fine?

Has the distance between us widened so,

Am I supposed to move on and let you go,

Cause I never will and forever I’ll be waiting here,

That one day again we’ll be together and hold “us” dear…

In my mind are swinging some thoughts random,
Nothing around me seems to have any tandem,
I'm floating away in a manner unreal,
The world around me seems so surreal...

Music in my ears does ring,
It's ever so soft and along my heart does sing,
I seem to have found a voice inside,
Happy and chirpy, my spirit does glide...

If I tell you I'm lost, it wouldn't be new,
I need to come up with a rhyme with a different hue,
But it's the truth there's nothing more to say,
I'll always be heading down this way...

No one but me seems to see where I'm going,
No one seems to catch drift of where the breeze is blowing,
I'm not a maverick and I'm doing nothing different,
I'm chasing dreams and not drifting with the current...

But I can't sit around and watch others fumble,
Life is a jungle and we need a lion's rumble,
Why is this nothing more than a word jumble,
Wish I had control over these thoughts that tumble...