Absence

Its only when we cherish their dearth
Do we realise the value of their worth

.... I trully regale in my smiling tears when I tell some people these three words everytime we speak - " I miss you". The pleasure of making them realise how much I value their presence in my life, by their physical sporadic absence, actually overcomes the pain. One hell of a paradox.

The Missing Link

There are some persons far and few

who seem like the ones you always knew

but stumbled across just yesterday

through circumstances so very stray

You try and piece the puzzle in vain

But mystery is all that it will remain

from where in the worlds battle rink

did appear these missing links

.......... I cannot explain my attachment for some people, I cannot explain why I experience a comfort close to slumber with them. I swear I never knew their existence, race, religion, family or status in all my earlier years..... but I feel like I have known them all my life.....and yes I wish we had met way way earlier 

Status Quo

Well sky hasn’t fallen and the earth hasn’t shook.
Memories good the old boss took
I spend my days doing some work
Whatever little I never shirk
I go home each night tired with hope
That tomorrow won’t be much to scramble and grope
That colleagues and friends will be there to stay
So will my job I beg and pray

................an answer to a question i frequently face these days. "How's the new boss?"
I miss DW like hell, but in all fairness, change is the more permanent thing in life.

The rest

Sometimes I burden myself too much
Burdens of secrets, sadness and such
Then I thurst my hands into pockets deep
pockets where treasures I safely keep
treasures of love,trust,and desire
some treats of attraction that kindle fire
I envision victories from battles fought
As I happily rest in pillows of thought

.............I've never been accused of being unimaginative till date :-), I've never been accused of not thinking too much................

Endless Desert

On grainy ground i bursh my cheek
A sandy wind around me reeks
I steady myself and take a look
Around me is a desert without nook
Empty, endless, entire and extreme
I desperately try to shake of this dream
A harsh sun shines on my sight
A reality so painful I cannot fight
Rampant thirst scorches my throat
Like a wandering spirit I aimlessly float
Where is the oasis to end my strife?
To give me comfort and render me life

I feel terribly lost in this emotional wasteland....

Anxiety

In melancholy silence i passed the days

to kill time I search for ways

In this emotional wasteland I try to survive

My spirits, affections I desperately revive

through phone calls, rendezvous, and the web

I muster courage to pass this ebb

I dream and imagine of days to come

of laughter, romance, and songs to hum

my words betray me, my poetry shies

in rueful tears my vision dries

.....The last few days have been particularly bad. I wish to go back in time.

Energy Unbound

No room for thought or trouble
the pulse races and heart beats double
The music is up and my hair is down
I lose myself and into the rhythm i drown

.................How I love to dance!! I cant wait to be on a dance floor again.

Suspension

Solitude surrounded strange strife
I find abundant in today's life


................. I want to go out but I want to stay in .......... I am free to do as I please, yet bound to my seat..............

Loss

Greatest fears I frequently fight
Loss of perspective and words to write

....writers block ..... is such a bitch

Search

In this day is there a dearth
of men of making, manner and mirth?
are there characters so very rare
that it takes only test of time to bare
I am being tried of my patience best
I am dying to end this endless quest
Courage, joy, and happiness i feign
when truthful solitude drives me insane

..................Hmmmm ........................ single life has its shelf life.

Muse in waiting

words and looks are of what use
when I am not blessed as your desire's muse

The nameless Bard

I try in my efforts oh so hard
to bring to life that nameless bard
if in love I ever find my way
it would be with him forever to stay

.......... A man of great words, poetry and reading....sigh....if only I could be his muse.........like fair viola.

Fishing in the Stars

Try all your luck for the ultimate catch
but its all in vain if your stars dont match!!

A cynical outlook at the arranged marraige, and match making. It worries me perfectly educated, smart and wordly wise men want non mangliks, non chevvai dosham, non blah blah. It doesnt really cost much to turn the stars the other way does it? Where is the concept of trust, gut feel, and chemistry? Sigh....

The Impression

How shall I say what I saw?
The overcoming feeling of wonderous awe
to describe a face that so strikingly captured
that my nerves did suspend for time in rapture


.... A reflection on a very goodlooking person I recently came by. A face so handsome, a blend of confidence and modesty - for a man, in my opinion most lethal a combination.
I am not mentioning any more.

Warning Signs

How I wish that I'd somehow know
Whatever the absurd signs show
taking each day is it comes I try
only to have one more reason never to cry!!

Yes, what I am going through now, in Singapore cannot be better summarized. With each incident, experience and person I have met, while I have shed the stray tear or two, I have come across equal number of incident, and many more people, who have made life wonderful here. Reason enough I dont sometimes think of what I've left behind.

If they are reading this, then they know who they are. I thank them for wiping my tears when i grazed myself here. I am hugging them hard.

Sweet

This act most brazen under the stars
somewhere between beauty and bizzaire
A silent consent, is all it took
And all smiles it leaves when I think back and look!

.....Yes not look back and think, this case think back and look. Dedicated to a very good friend.

The way I see Things

heroes, heroines, villains and clowns
sporting masks of smiles and frowns
changing in and out roles
of characters inherited, or stole
curtain calls that drop appear off script
of some plots that have no drift
endless rehearsals ever after
lines we try master but get no dafter
building audiences over years
showcasing our talents and our fears
moving cities with our show
adding to the aisle a few more rows
living this karmic drama each day
with some more lines to act and say
In awe I think of this master creator
who built this world - the live theater

Knotted

since when did i care and let creep in bother?
when busy engaging and marrying are world and its mother!!!!!

I am seeing so many people getting married. Ladies my age, couples, friends getting engaged. I was averse to the idea a while back only to realize deeply that somewhere in my heart I want to tie the knot soon. Before my tongue gets sharper, and likes and dislikes and stronger. I am constantly reminded about this by helpful well wishers.

Flash Back

Recollecting some poetic past
of time that came and flew so fast
smiling sweet and melancholy
washed over with memories ruefully
I wish every once in a while
to revisit time i had frequent flier miles


Sometimes I wanna go back in time and freeze it :-)

Trying Hard

Romantic sadness i try to feign
of tears,rows,pardon and pain
to change direction i take stance
to see only good with every glance

I want to BE POSITIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!