Monday, December 19, 2011

Christmas Present

I wish for a Christmas white
It's cold but I see no snow in sight
There is no time to be mushy and polite
Let me reveal my plan devious, no feeling of contrite
Turn off those lights
He would be here soon in his red bright
He would slide down the chimney like a knight
I would grab him by the leg outright
I need my revenge this joyous night
The bearded man should not get away tonight
Let me wait, Let me sit tight
I don't mind being beaten in this pride fight
I need answer to the question forthright
Why I never got a present on christman night?

Thursday, December 1, 2011

Cactus This Life

Cactus this life without you
Covered with thorns of doubt
The tears have dried
These sunken eyes speak my story aloud
Nurture me with your sweet kisses
I want to be a rose proud
Hold me and walk beside me
Don't want to be alone in this worlds crowd
Let’s run to start a new life
Under the darkness shroud
You bring your smiles
And I carry my promises and vows

Sunday, November 27, 2011

Yellow Heels

You walk over me with your yellow heels
The hells biting into my flesh
You dig them hard with every step
Then you walk to the yellow couch and laze
You in black and a smirk on red lips
The blood stains the carper
And my blood tears soaks the cheeks
You still look beautiful to me
The pain sinks in and the smile surfaces
Those days flash in front
When we couldn't live apart
You couldn’t see beyond me
The life was perfect
You still my dreams
I would chase it till the last drop drains

Monday, November 7, 2011

The Missing Piece

I miss the whistling pines on a snowy evening
A bright sun the next day
The snowmen melting away
The cold winds traveling north
We huddled around fire making merry
I miss my innocence
The mud houses and toys
The fear of ghosts and endless prayer
Long fairy tales lasting into morning
I miss her
The nights spend beside her
The time together on the grass
Sweet nothing exchanges and stifled smiles
Years have slipped in her pain

Friday, October 7, 2011

Thirty Three

I would wait for her to call
To tell me I have turned thirty three
And still young for her
To tell me that she loves me
And can't wait to see me again
Her soft words would sooth me
And would sure draw a tear
Gently it would rolls down the cheek
And wet her picture
I would wait for the time
When she would be mine
I would miss her
When I turn thirty three

Thursday, September 29, 2011

Your Magic

I though of walking away
Stumbled, bruised and torn
I had to return; back to you
Your magic is never ending
And you are a tease
But mine

Let's be together
And build a home
I hunt and your cook
We raise kids
With lions and wolves
They would grow up

The day I have to depart
Hold my hand
And sing me a song
On the porch
Hold me in your arms
I would smile while the life fades

Sunday, September 4, 2011

Busy! Busy! Busy!

My girl is always busy.
Busy! Busy! Busy!
She sleeps light,
And when woken feels dizzy.
I call her a thousand times,
The ringing phone makes her tizzy.

My girl is always busy.
She warns me to behave,
And to stop acting like a crazy.
Nothing please her,
I should maybe try blue daisy.

My girl is always busy.
I get restless with longing;
When I see her I get a look lazy.
If I plead my case to her;
She calls it a dream delusional hazy.
Busy! Busy! Busy!
My baby is always busy.

Friday, September 2, 2011

The Greatest Love Poem

I grow fond of you each day;
You blossom like a rose.
If I had a choice, I would steal you,
And plant you in my life.
No more would my eyes long; your smell on me,
And I would be complete.

Monday, August 29, 2011


This cool shade beacons me on a sunny day
Giving shelter from the sun
The pain of the blisters unbearable
A little rest for the sole
Hunger and thirst wrench the stomach
The throat feels like parchment
You are the mirage
Followed I you like a lost traveler in sand
How much I need to endure to find you
The thirst, the hunger, the blisters, the sun
I can't fight anymore
Let me rest and built my abode
In this shade

Saturday, August 13, 2011

She Loved A Wrong Man

She loved a wrong man
Who wanted to marry her
Who wanted to take her everywhere
Who wanted the best for her
The man who wanted her

She loved a wrong man
Who waited for her
Who heard her
Who fed her
The man who hugged her

She loved a wrong man
Who walked with her
Who listened to her
Who comforted her
The man who loved her

Friday, August 12, 2011

Last Ray Of Hope

I woke up to the noise of chirping birds
It was unusual as I am used to my alarm
Dragging myself to the window
I saw the morning sun
The night was difficult
The fiend ripped my heart out
I breathed deeply to fill my lungs
And feel alive
At distance I heard someone wail
Maybe she lost someone
While I was left to die
Let me loose myself in the pain
And catch that last ray of hope

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

Wind And Rain

These drops of water from the sky
Are tears of heaven on the fly
They found an escape route
And rode the southern winds for commute
Leaving the best was hard
But easy to stop the charade
They rested where the humans pray
Bringing to life the dry clay
Life is a journey long
Ride the winds of time with a song

Sunday, July 3, 2011

Fringe Benefits

I plan to ride a boat into your heart
No truck no van but peddle smart
I can't get rid of this part
And without it my story would be a tart
No time to restart
Can't tear the plan apart
Your short fringe and a warm heart
Makes me cling to you like a piece of art
Your retorts and the short departs
Are the only complex part

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Life Is Gold

I stand on a tall building
Disappointed with love
Taking to myself
Making promises for life
Training my mind to be happy
The wind hits me hard
Roughs up my hair
I fail to stand still
Cold iron saves me from the fall
Lesson learned, life is gold

Saturday, June 25, 2011

Four Stories

Four men are blessed with a disabled child. First man builds two room at the back of his house, one for the child and another for the dog. Second man leaves the wife and the child and finds another women. Third man, doesn't count the child as his and the fourth starts a school for disabled.

Which one is you?

My Journey

Who should I run to?
I do not see anyone in sight.
I always wanted freedom,
And now I have nowhere to go.
I have no one to call my own;
Loneliness kills.
Love hurts time heals;
For now it pain.
I would walk alone,
And carry on my journey.

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Happy Girl

I waited for her to say she loves me
The seasons passed so fast
The days turned into years
She would smile but not say a word
I would sit beside her
Listening to her giggle 
I would smile at heaven
And pray the time stops
Made her my muse
Left a tome of unread poems
Counted stars and wasted sleep
And then I lost her to time

Sunday, May 15, 2011

A Stationary Life

The summer breeze kisses him lightly
Telling him the story of her long travel
Through the deep valley and mountain high
Of the kings and the great beauties
Of the wise-men and the wasted
He replies, I have a happy home to hung to
A little one to tug at me and wipe his nose
And then their is you to put some life in me
I would be like you one day
And my soul would fly
I would be free while they weep
And would run past the horizon of sight
Till then keep bringing me news my friend

Monday, May 2, 2011


Life broke me each day
Burned deep hole
Like cigarette butt into velvet
She stood by me
Like a shadow
Didn't let me fall
Cheered me up
We lived a good life together
And now she is leaving me
She send me out to get flowers
Only time she asked for something
I came back with lilac
She smiled and hugged them
"I couldn't have been happy with anyone but you"
She left me but happy

Friday, April 29, 2011

River of Dreams

River of dreams flow through my head
Inviting me to take a ride
A promise to deliver me to a beautiful land
Where I might find a nubile bride

I laughed at the suggestion
"I am an old boy", turn the dream off
I was not heard
There I was in a bride shop

I was a lucky man
Embarrassed, I walked to the first beauty
She said, ‘Boy, you hungry for more’
I replied, ‘the dream did the duty’

She said, ‘I would walk with you
Give me a promise.
Forget me when the dream is dead.
And don't ever be a doubting Thomas.’

I woke up light headed
Found myself on the bar floor
Dirt shirt and alcohol breathe
‘WE CLOSED’ hanging on the door

Monday, April 11, 2011


Your spirit pure and free
You shower happiness like monsoon
More humane than most
You mock the immortals
Each step lightly placed
You walk like a princess
The soft curls in you dark black hair
bounce at each step leaving me breathless
Your soft rosy lips
I wish I could kiss them always
Face so beautiful
Leaving me sleepless in the night
And restless for life

Tuesday, April 5, 2011


I weaved some dreams crazy
Shed tears of sadness
Sleepless night spent
While the toad croaked and the drums played
Long dark nights endured
Just to see her morning smile
It could be done only for her

I hold this beautiful red stone heart
Symbol of pure love and friendship
Wishing if I could go back
And relive those days
The days that started with her smile
And ended with me falling asleep beside her

Her faint smile and hearty laughter
She shared in abundance leaving me rich
Slippers floating in air and the piano's tune
Happy making of a different kind
If I could ask God for one thing
I would ask for a million Her

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Piano Girl

I woke up to the sweet sounds of piano,
In the middle of a beautiful dream.
In a strange hotel with crazy Nelly and Kelly,
It was a beautiful evening scene.
On the corner seat,
Sat they with Lemon tea and coffee cream.
Schemed to Bill it to room 320,
And sneak out in full steam.
Then she walks to the piano,
And plays the beautiful sad theme.
I watch mesmerized;
Bowing to her happy regime.
A joyous taxi ride back to the hotel;
A happy evening well spent on smiles and per diem.

Monday, March 21, 2011

Home Is Good

Crumpled papers with coffee stains
Loud music to kill the ear
Dreams floating about
A restless mind
Heartbroken and lovesick
Clueless about future
Searching for answers
Tired of the old world
Walks out of house
Frees himself of the strings
Years later he returns
To find the old eyes waiting
Wise he became
Patience he gained
The thirst quenched
Lives meaning understood
On his door hangs 'Home Is Good'

Friday, March 18, 2011


The gust of wind breaks the old window
The jasmine smelling air fill up the space
My dinky little pad get a new lease of life
The birds coo in the deep woods
The soft music wafts with the jasmine
My aching soul breath fine last moments

Thursday, March 17, 2011

Sweet Dream

Mysterious She
I spend sleepless nights for her
Building dreams
And she ignores me

She wants me to wait
That's how she tortures me
In my dreams also
She is late

I wake up in the night
Feeling the sweet taste of her kiss
It's definately not a dream
I see her by my side

Monday, March 14, 2011



I wish I earn a little more;
And a big car I drove.
I wish I have an army of help;
And spend time eating and belch.
I wish I live in a palace;
And spend time in its maze like Alice.
I wish I was Brad Pitt;
And could have every chick submit.
I wish I could fly;
And touch the sky.
I wish I could stop wishing;.
And enjoy my life living.
I wish I am never born again;
I hate this lives strains.

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Happiness - Pie and Ice Cream

 Smiles and happy talk extreme
Shadows of bad time still beams
Lets build a team
Happiness be our theme
Time to redeem
To stop the sad streams
Life gleams
Switch we to a beautiful regime
Stand tall with self esteem
And celebrate with a pie and ice cream
Ahh! another day lost to dreams

Saturday, March 12, 2011

A lover's dream

With the night fall the birds fly;
To rest in their nest under the open sky.
I tread home on tired legs;
No one to share my story bags.
Lonely are my days,
And the nights, black and grey.
I long to be in your soft arms;
Give me those rosy lips with glossy balm.
The more I try to forget you;
The deeper I fall in love with you.
Make my life bright;
Fall in love with me for a night.

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Mad Planet - Happiness

Lets sing a happy song;
And pretend to be mad all day long.
This happy song is all wrong;
Who said that? hey you there in sarong,
Scoot! here you do not belong.
I see a space ship with a peroxide blond;
I hope she doesn't get off wearing a thong,
On mad planet, it would be so wrong.
The happy song can't then go on,
I have waited to sing it lifelong.
Don't prolong, sing the bloody happy song;
Damn the song.
Lets rather watch Jen's flick with popcorns;
The flick has Jackie from Hongkong.
Send him back to where he belongs.
The mad planet is not mentally stong;
Nobody here wants to sing a happy song.
So long...

Friday, March 4, 2011

Time Song

The dry leave of autumn
Discarded, it run free with the wind
The sorrow all forgotten
In a foreign land it lands
Rest on a high rock
Untouched it stay
Till the winter blankets it with snow
It rest in peace
And dissolves with the new spring sun
Bids it goodbye and add a layer to our existence

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

My Valentine

Thousand reasons to love you
Never my heart slows
Beat it fast when I see you
Dies it a bit when you go

I pluck the starry diamonds for you
And stare deep into your black eyes
Night seems never to end
By morning this dream would fade

I would wait for the time
When the night would run like a train
A few moments of love
And the sweet memories forever

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

The Moment Of Lie

Would you agree with me if I tell you that you are the biggest liar. Ahem... It did make you uncomfortable or rather your stream of dirty filthy sloppy thoughts stop (don't lie) and display the vignette of the glorious moments of lies and your works.


I can't stand a liar (and loath the ultimate lousy compulsive liar) and I would rather have the looser a mile away than have him stand in front of me. But sometimes we don't have a choice, the earth has these vermin everywhere eating away the good old trust and infesting the pristine world with malicious deeds.

So, there are two types of men; one who lie and the others who listen to the lies.

I have a confession to me; even I am a liar.

Monday, January 3, 2011


She breezed into the room
Lights brighten for a moment
Let us salute the godess
Before she sentence us to doom

She would ask for your heart
Be sure you can bear the pain
It would be torn and broken
Before she departs

Don't be beguiled by her sweet talk
She means nothing
She is a maneater
She loves to stalk

I am besotted and entangled
No hope or pray
I smell her perfume
As the love is flayed