Mirth and Matter

I was born to speak all mirth and no matter
Love, life, gladness, cheerfulness and all the good things.
Therefore I will die a woman of contentment
No impulsion for what existence presents
No reason for minuscule complaints
A happy moon face and the smile remains

I was born to speak all mirth and no matter
A woman, a lady, a comrade
One body, one soul, one heart
With some haste, and sometimes a cause of fear
I was born to speak all mirth and no matter
I’m no Philosopher, a redeemer
Just a woman of simple desires.

Evil Knievel

Evil Knievel Witch she was
Her ways were deep and dark
She fallowed in the densely land
She trapped men with a spark.

Her spells were cold, her spells were old
Her beauty out of reach
She always rode on a mare of gold
And lured men to her niche.

Then came a wizard
With long dark hair
Who rapt the evil witch.
Lured her blind, lured her cold
With the same spark she had hitched.

The wizard was fair and wee bit queer
The witch was poor at sight.
He slain her head, while she lay at night
and merrily danced around her mare.

PMS

You come every month, like an uncalled guest
You approach and depart, like a short term quest
You make life hell, give me mood swings
I just wish you were a person, whose neck I could wring

Detestation

Detestation is what I suffer
All your ideas with which I beg to differ
If only we could both harmonize
Consider us together rather than patronize.

Detestation is what I suffer
thought Love was meant to be a happy revere
Detestation is something I could never swathe
I hate you because your a like a Moth

War against your own

Wandering alone on a cold dark night
The coldness set deep in my bones
My heart was on fire, with endless desire
Waging war against my own

This war was mine and mine alone
Yet, I some how initiated a band
The usual, charm for first few moments
Then, I was back battling my own


It was too hard for first few encounters
Then it became just a game
The game got easy, the game got wild
Then it was suddenly The End……….

Dusty broken road perpetual

I walk alone on the dusty broken road
Growing weary of my pursuits, to find adore
My paths cross, endless great loves
My heart’s hollow remains

I stretch my hands before myself
Like a visions less blind
Searching for my faith, which is hidden?
In the secret space of my mind

The road so dusty, and broken
Makes me stumble, and fall
I rise, and fall over and over
Yet I rise with hope and strength again

I sit alone on a boulder
Tears flow down with silent sobs
I know not where they come from
I know not where they go

Sobs grow stronger, Sobs grow deeper
As the visions of my beyond surface
Sometimes a smile, sometimes a sigh
Is all I can summon, on my visage

The road is treacherous, the road is hard
Yet, the end holds a promise that draws very near.
Like a ship, at sea, amidst a storm
Promises of a shore
I tread the dusty broken road
With pledge to find eternal love.

Living off the wreckage

I dedicate this to thousands of ship breakers who work in India, Pakistan and Bangladesh, they work tirelessly to bring a ship down to its knees. They are brave and death is meaningless.
Their horrific working conditions,make their life hard. Yet you see them smiling and enjoying their work and are proud of tremendous strength they posses.




Long and Hard our toil, with death we play our games
Ship Breaker we’re called, in sand we write our names
Gruesomeness we sustain, only dirt and debris remain
We’re the soldiers of steel; we fight hard and brave our pain

Today we're here, tomorrow we may not,
Lone ships at docks our friends.
Mysteries of death they grip.
We’re the soldiers of steel, with the same smile we see our ends.

Lone Warrior

A loose anchor line, I’m
A sorely misunderstood child
That unfavorable to my beloved deem to be.

Perceive with attention, my Talisman
There is nothing that I need is of this world
But the craving of my heart,
That thou fulfill.

Behold, your thought, and your wisdom
As you seldom say.
“That thou are my czarina to be”
With Archaic, the windows of my soul pray
While I kneel on the sand.

Hope against hope, is what this is
But I will fight till the end till my heart will bleed
What option do I have? I think not.
A lone warrior, I’m
I strive vigorously and resolutely
A crusader, a mere mortal.
As I lie on the floor of bloody sand’s
Fate smiles on the crusader efforts
Until the ultimate emanate

Beloved

Dedicated to all my friends who who feel they have found the "ONE" yet are in doubt :P .. Let there be love...


I wander alone, in the fields of green
Trees creep upon me while I lie
Deep in thought, I rest my mind
A mind which misses, my beloved
My heart craves, to listen to thou
Heart warming voice.
I feel thou in my soul, in my body.
Thou are me?
Yet I can’t have enough.

Thou asked me,Does my visage sparkle?
Only thou have the magic,to turn my visage to a sparkling pond
In thy presence, the windows of my heart Jump with joy!
sweet sounds of orchestra, playing over and over

Now I lie alone in this park bench
Under the green pine tree
Wild flowers springing up with all its mirth
Green tall grass knee deep,
I close my eyes, I can see thee face
I see love I can’t trust, with my complete heart,
Love I can’t imagine living without
Yet love it is, my heart believes!
Love ecstatic, enchanting and everlasting.

Hope

My Pessimistic view on life...

There is a small hope!
Deep inside my heart
That I may cope
When I fall apart

This Pain so cold
Like a silver fold
That takes abode in my heart
My heart so pure
Some people assure
But the truth is that
All wont last
So I don’t want to hope anymore.

Mere Acquaintance I'm not ...

Dedicate this to my Best friend Geethu..whose leaves to Australia very soon to start her beautiful new life with her life partner...I wish her all the happiness and a long happy Married life.


Will you remember me?
While you walk the fields
Among the greens, and the country side
Will you crave for, always?
Those brumous beyond.

Remember me, while you lie on the grass,
On the shores of the sea
Missing me and the beautiful memories.
No one can ever compare
To what we deeply, lovingly shared

Mortal Soul

Carcass of my Mortal soul
Perish the thought
God mold me by thy hands
Make me desirable,
Pleasing to the window’s of thou heart

Carcass of my mortal soul?
Will thy be ever so worth
That the Most high, impart love upon thee
Love claimed to be unconditional, eternal
Thou wandered around the muzzy meadows and the valleys
Seeking green pastures.

Thou are ignorant and innocent
Violated by the mendacity of this universe
You’re drawn in to the mystery of regret, yet dare to be happy
Life remains yet unchanged, coaxing you ever so much

My God

God so pure
My God so dear
I still run from the one I love
The most high, from the one above
He calls out to me, while I hide
I’m taken over by my shame and my Pride

Sometime, I see my self running away
Although I want to stay
While I relish my worldly desire
He still waits for me
That one day I might wake up and see the light
That he will accept me and give me eternal life.

He desires me right next to him, at his mighty feet
When this body perishes and my humble soul craves
Will he give me, one last chance?

I question, I wonder. About the things I do
Are my worldly desire stronger than, my love for you
I ask this to the king of kings above
Who craves for my love, like I’m his own?

He molded me with own sweet hands
With nothing but all his love
But the sinner that I’m
I have failed to understand
The love so great, that no one can compare
That love so pure that now can share.

He is in my heart, in my soul
But I always see my self implore
That one day I will be at his feet,
To sing him praises,
Be like I was meant to be
While I was a part of the world
But looks like I forgot
While I got lost in my worldly desires.
So much for my heart, so demure.

Intricacies I abode

Allured by the song of the sirens
The helmsman steered the ship toward the reef
Attractive maiden’s, roam the surroundings
To be taken, until their thoughtless, loveless
Desires are quenched.

I shield thee from danger, from my own insecurities
I fathom not, what goes through my intricate mind
Emotions and impulses, rejected from awareness
Is what it might be...?

Loveless desires, I have been through in my beyond
Quenched are my bodily thirsts, I guess not!
But, the thirst of my heart, soul, could never be satisfaire.
I roamed; my surrounding’s much like the maidens I see
Until I came upon thee, allured by the sweet contraction of your lips
Exempt from subjection to the will of others

You thought me to follow my own impulses, desires, and inclinations
Now I can hold my head up high … as my soul takes its own course.
Liberated I feel, from the masters of my own.
With doubtful feet and wavering resolution
Happenings surround me in the depth of its intricacies.

Intricacies I abode, running deep in me, Intricacies, I can never be rid of
Put up a fight, and not to give up, is the test of time, the endless battle?
A doubtful mind the demon in me
Keeps me addicted to worldly offerings
Rightful reason charismatically put
The search goes on, until I inhale last
The search goes on, when this world I pass.