DIMENSIONS

so here i am
no water to swim
no ground to walk upon
but still i move on
the mystery surrounds me
but i think i need to fly now
with promises and hopes trapped in my lashes
i try to break free.
i try to fly with nothing to stick to
with nothing to restrict
it sounds good
but i still need air to fly
i realise
history repeats itself
air will vanish as soon i set my mind upon it
as soon i try to unwrap the mysteries it hides
then what
it is then that i realise the vacuum!!
no need to walk
no need to swim
no need to fly
how free will i be
free from what
now i am free.i do nothing.i will move
but not according to my will
a new dimension takes over
it will be in control
i will have no power
my exixtence will be then futile
was it not earlier?
no it wasnt
the ground had to be walked upon, and i was doing it
the water had to be touched and felt, and i was doing that
the air had to be filled and cut by somebody's wings of thought and i was doing it

hve big plans ahead.but things take an ugly turn. you die!!oh god u r in the ocean just enjointhe waves, the sun, te frnds, the beach, the sounds, the view, things couldn't be better.this is bliss!lif should be just like this. no worries no tension no parents arnd u to kp a check. the water is so soft. m just melting in it.n then suddenly i realise m not in control.welcome aboard Mr .. the ocean has taken over.it lulled u into its territory.now the water is in control. you r not.you try hard to get that bliss back.but u can't.you are losing control.you hear ur world coming crashing down and u realise u r drowning.no c'mon its a joke now isn't it this can't happen to ME. my frnds must be lookin for me.they must be tryin to get me out.i am just abt to be saved.i js have to hold it a bit longer.but no u can'tyou don't hv the time to hold on to anything now.why are'nt u being pulled out?why can't you see the shore anymore.why can't u breath properly.. why r u losing ur vision.your shouts are being strangulated before they are even born.things are bad. u realise.you are drowning.desperate measures.you try hard.you realise nobody is coming.its u against the countless drops.an ocean.the water that u drink daily is going to drink u for a change.
your feet and hands move rapidly.but nothing works.you don't give up. u fight. u fight had.but its just gonna drown u further.u will need to breath more.but there is no air to breath from.how u wish u could carry some in ur fist.just a breath more.only one.u realise the swetness of air.n suddenly wonder why is air called tasteless.. when its the sweetest thing in the world.the oxygen is called bliss...you can't hink anymore.what is it that u used to eat?f..oood oh god ur mind suddenly feels too heavy to be in ur head...it must be thrown. to make u lite.but oh god its going to stop functioningyour hands won't move.u try hard.every muscle in ur body trying to move.but no no.ur legs betray u.now they shout back at u.. u r gonna die u moron what do u need us for.so u realise ok now this is what death is like...i used to often wonder....................................................................................................................................................
last thought couldn't formulate.it died an unborn death. you are no more.you are dead!!
so how does it feel?? oh it doesn't actually.

you break away from invisible threads
its like u r on the verge of a fall
just a blink and you might be gone
i wonder what one thinks just before that
when you know its happening
things are not under control
you see you are losing yourselfand
you see the worls moving away
These are the final moments before you die

suddenly you realisewhat life was all about
all the puzzles and riddles that used to be so haunting
suddenly become meaningless
you crave for just a breath more
its like you are in an oceanbut still can't drink
you die of thirst
you crave for one more sound
no matter how harsh
no matter how soft
just a noise
even if its a clatter
you crave for justa sight more
that would be in a way a huge celebration
for you celerate life in just a second
you explode from withinwith emotions so strong
they distort your senses
it is then that you realise
all it takes is just a second to celebrate life.....

uprooted....

Here I am ..

nowhere to stand....

There is no roof .. there is no floor

There are no walls and i am so sore

even vacuum craves for an identity

in a world where there is no pity

a cosmic spec in history

where pretence is empyrean

where encephalitic originality has been barred

where people are ignorant about there incredulity

Fear, hesitation, diffidence and ambiguity...

... are the only pillars of honesty

Trust, faith, assurance and confidence...

.... are just trampled upon so brutally

Here mergence and blending of the upholder and the traitor

is an art that you need to master

Where people seem to have forgotten

that vanity also needs surity

so they choose to be unsure than have vanity

EMOTIONS are nothing but a form of currency

exchanging hands and highly regarded

TO them so rugged a treatment has been meted

they seem to have lost their lustre and cant be mended

the sharpness and purity has all been blunted

so natural an act as using emotions

labels you as an exhibitionist

for emotions are nothing but currency

and you are ostracized for your flamboyance.

a NEW religion

As i move out of my habitat

slide into the arms of nature

as she implores me with her seductive charm and beauty

that knows no feminity

defines no masculinity

but still is the mistress of seduction

her beauty calls me and pulls me into her kingdom.

.

she welcomes with a shower breeze

and showers with garlands of wind

which bring along the fragrance of the morning charm.

as my other senses crave for being quenched

my eyes drink in the greenery that surrounds

savouring the garnishing colours of flowers and barks.

my mind is enthralled by the symmetry and uniformity

in the leaves that are never alike,

my ears feed on the harmonious symphonies

that the birds and leaves together create.

the music thats raw and fresh and denuded

a music so austere and yet so ornate

a music thats an unconcealed mystery

this makes me a fanatic .. a religious fatnatic

for nature is my religion

my god is all around me

my god surounds because i seek thy not in what i see

but in the sea of my eyes

i see all around a porous beauty

for it resides not all around me

but it dwells in my sight

i worship beauty

this beauty is all that there is

for this beauty ceases to have an antonym.

a lady in a blue bodered saree

a live statue of dignity and solidarity

who had love for the unwanted,the poor and the discarded.

showed them the real taste of life

but alas

no more does that statue possess any flight

the livliness is gone...lost forever

and here we are

left with just those memories of love and care

but we all are here

and shall be here

in one form or the other

can't we discover that old mother

who sleeps deep inside each one of us

CONFUSION

sitting by the window sil

i see the raindrops gliding down

its not that they got me to the window

i sat here throughout the mornig light

saw the sun croess by

and sat till the dusk came to pry

looking for a solution

to the problem of confusion

its like a haunting ghost

that guards every door

its like a qualifing test

that drags you close

its like a companion

that feeds on you

its like a bridge

that you need to cross

so lap after lap

we give it a try

some get a high

then life leads on

to another guarded door

the guard .. none other than confusion

it might cause our extermination

but its our determination

which gives us the elation

of wining the altercation

it often robs the smile off our face

thats what we say in every race

but its not a theif

it needs appreciation

for its generosity

for giving us the gift of maturity

a gift of perception

a gift of innovation

so thank we must

the guarding angel called confusion