Saturday, November 2, 2013


when you long for lasting love,
but you relive every moment,
in accordance with
the past,
not giving chance,
for something to last,

it takes time
to persuade,
the people around,
but you ended it
on the grounds
that you are hurt
but what about him,
who don't even know,
what transpired ,
in these few days,
atleast a clue,
or a reason to go

if you blame,let me justify
you didn't say,nothing
but goodbye
for who gets more hurt,
its not a contest...

broke away abruptly,
i haven't found the shore too,
it might have taken time,
but i would have proved to you,
that i abide by what i say,
but you were not there to stay,
matters of heart don't follow rules
or time,
given a chance i could have
found that life,

But may be the time
was not right,
i couldn't convince you,
or make you fall in love
with me,
for i tried a lot,
but still fell short,
may be i was not destined
for love,
or was not worth it,
to reach a life of bliss,
but to pursue love to my grave,
for being dreamer is one thing,
and living in a dream is not...

perrhaps, it wasn't right
but why i still can't forget ,
a few days,passed like moments
from my memory..
miss you all the time,
but can't say,
because its better to move on,
than get into that loop,
of getting hurt and sorry,
all over again...

may be i should reveal,
how i have relived the past,
questioning ,beating up, myself
every passing day,
trying to forget ,
or how make it right

its not simple as it seems, for some people are not destined to be in dreams of someone they love ..

Friday, November 1, 2013

time keeper...

sorting out the time,
filled up to the brim,
a bright sunny smile,
eyes oh! so grim...

moves ahead
with a tick tock dash
or goes crawling by,
a big bang of passing hour..

as the sands of time
slips through the bore
as a river moves,underground
with bated breath,
upto the shore..

extends with sadness,
lessening its pace,
moments lost like,
lost eyes on a sad face...

widening the horizons 
for lost memoirs dime,
beyond the endless space
in race against time...

~how time paces itself, sometimes it crawls by on a sad night, or flies away on a dreamy day...
how we change with it, or how it changes us...


my world, my dreams...

shut the doors of your worlds
ban me from seeing the other side
but i'll cross over in my dreams
opening the doors towards that light

these shackles are broken
freed from the prejudices
closed eyes but open minds
ready for possibilities

world in our dreams 
is far fetched,yet free
world that is a dream
figment of imagination or reality

a swan, swimming across lake
deep as a night,flowing free
this swan as my soul,
floats across this stream

flies back to me,before the dawn
giving me soul in my wake
another day to realise a dream
or dreaming some more, for life's sake...  

~i may be nothing in your eyes, but in realm of my dreams, my world is my hopes and wishes and a plethora of imaginative realities...  ~~thefallenpoet

ride on with life...

dimly lit sky,
and a gentle breeze,
with a dash of wind
thrown in
laden with water droplets,
a light shower tip toeing
on umbrella,
washing away the dust
picked up on the ride
cleaning up,
my dustladen motorbike
and both of us
awed at the beauty of
the lone cafe
at the foothills
on the sideway
along the perpetual running
black white shade
of an unending highway
the hill on the other side
with bright lights
marking the way up

both of us
waiting to get away
getting caught
in that whirlwind
even under that shade
sipping coffee
from our coffee mugs
moments of warmth
shrugging off the cold
reluctant to move
coffee after coffee
endless gossip
a sheepish smile

on the road,
drenched to the core
shivering hands
but riding on, for more
chasing the rains
away as it goes
roaring of bike
subdued by our laughter
and your smile
a beam of light
flowing down with drops
red of the tail lights
drawn long and deep
into the roads
the sudden cold
with onset of hail
stopping by
under the broken shade
an old shop
with no walls
a dripping ceiling
chilling breeze
across our face
the cold hands
and warm hearts
braving the haze
moving on
towards better place
sip a hot coffee under
a better shade..
your dependence on me
for that moment
my dependence on you
for existence
of that amazing moment
a moment of belief
to hold onto your hands
overwhelmed my life
with your mere presence

~ is that really you or your thought, with me , wherever i go....