Cold

A clear moonlit sky
And still, my senses become
This warm winter night.

I crave for some sleep
The air stirs reluctantly
And your thoughts blind me.

While across the seas,
The snow falls incessantly
Do you feel the cold?

(Written on 26th January, 2005)


Fate

I drifted down the meandering river,
Unaware of the curves of time.
With the current ,my spirits heightened and fell;
I was too meek to swing my arms.

My voice of dissent got subdued even
When I hit the river bed.
Only the sanctity of the moment
Was what I desired and ached for.

A glimpse of the sea, lying flat and still
Made my aspirations pierce my mind .
It spawned a mortal fear of getting sucked
Into a whirlpool of queer fate.

For once ,I battled against the currents
Which had carried and cuddled me.
I was unaware of my body being
Dissolved in the acid water.

Reality fading, I made an attempt
To find the safety of a boat .
One – blurred ,almost beyond recognition ;
A desperate and feeble lunge....

A boisterous sea welcomed a new me ,
And my boat,my companion.
It was time for me t look up and sail
Beyond the horizons of fate.

Written on the 12th of October,2004


Illusion

A room,
Engulfed in absolute darkness ,
In absolute stillness.
A flicker lights up the room
For one undying moment.
And then - absolute nothingness.
The darkness starts filling me,
Making me feel nothing;
Almost.
Making me almost resign myself
To a fate of darkness.
A streak of light appears from nowhere
As I stand up-
Fate betrayed.
I reach out ,searching for the source
But it eludes me.
The streak dims and then brightens
But it stays,
Intriguing me, attracting me,
Overpowering me.
I grope in the darkness
Searching for the source,
But it eludes me.
I’m almost resigning myself
To a fate of darkness – again.
Then I discover a source of light-
Inside me.
But it’s not the one I’ve been searching for.
It’s the one that has
fended me from
the darkness around me.
It is so dimmed ,though.
Then ,
The room gets flooded with
Light
Killing the darkness,
Leaving nothing of it.
But I-
I’ve been blinded .
My eyes have betrayed me.
Now, I can only hope that it's all
An illusion.

written on 29th September ,2004

A day in Haiku

(In 3-5-3 ‘s and 5-7-5 ‘s)

(1)

Smoke, rising
Blends with the early
Morning fog

(2)

The sway of the swing
In the night’s moulded darkness

Silent, but the creak.

(3)

Rain, lashing
A leaf falls, dancing
In the wind

(4)

Dreams nestled
Inside another
In sound sleep

Movi(e)ng thoughts...

I wish I could frame myself in a movie – a movie that captures every moment of my life, every day. There are times when u believe u’ll get a better picture of a situation if u were in someone else’s shoes. Looking from a third (or second?) person’s perspective at me doing something will certainly give me more insight into the state of affairs. This solves a certain dilemma – when u need someone’s help and u are not sure who to talk to. U r not able to solve it urself and u don’t trust anyone enough to talk about it. What better way than to do it in ur own leisure, as if u were watching a movie, literally!

Perhaps a background score in tune with what I’m supposed to feel would be convenient. At least u won’t feel that crippling helplessness when u are (sometimes) not aware of how u r supposed to feel. That small cue could potentially save u from many an discomfited situation.

Speaking of background score, I had this thought. Usually, movies treat the background score to accentuate the mood of the movie. Why not do something opposite? I would love to see how viewers react. Will it go unnoticed? What effect will it have on the movie as a whole? Will it reduce the effect of the movie and ‘average’ out the mood of the movie? Or will it make the movie crappier than ever?!!