Thousand Little Steps

When the poppies were shining bright with dew drops
When the sun was peeping from the sky
Little Beetle set out to see the world
“Give me your hand” said mumma Beetle
Little Beetle said..”today I want to walk..I will walk to the misty garden
near the cliff and stand on the tallest leaf to see the big bright yellow
sun….”
Smiles, laughter and joy filled up the journey of Beetles.
Little Beetle crawling slowly ..saw the first sun rays of the day
So beautifully Sun has laid out the rays on the grass

The dreary eyes of everyone along the path are now staring at them
Mumma Beetle sees the same looks and whispers everyday
Little Beetle is playfully striving to reach the cliff
Little Beetle falls numerous times…yet he keeps trying..mumma keeps trying
Then he sees his friends climbing the cliff without any struggle
“Why not me?”…says little Beetle
Mumma dearest finds hard to find the words
Some of his friends along the way laugh at them
Some joke about his legs…

Little Beetle reaches near the cliff..his big friends push him..they hate him
But little beetle still wants to play with his friends
One day everyone is playing near poppy flowers
Little beetle jumps with the help of his new friends
But the watchful eyes of big beetles don’t like it
They want to push little beetle away
They want him squashed
They want him to disappear
But little beetle and mumma dearest don’t give up
They travel high…high up to the hills
They withstand snow, hailstorms
They keep walking.. they don’t lose hope
They leave new trail for others
Little beetle goes through thousand little steps
Tiny profound steps of change

For him….and for others.

uninvited


here i am ..staring at darkness
refusing to leave again

there is my tea and bread
pancakes on hot plate
pigeon at the kitchen window
streets of hope and light below

cutthroat world over my wilderness
the guest comes and knocks my soul
not prepared not ready to fall
I want to caress this frail wall

aint anything this shining
than this guest of hope
who came and bolted the ruthless realm
then i said...come on in hope..its time





Unsung Guitar

fresh memories..some sweet some loathed with despair
forgotten wish...some seeing the light some still dreamy 
unsung notes....few songs few broken
dews at dawn...few dropped few shining
floating hope....all of them look ahead 
desperately clinging together to become one
To be the song of passion

Friend

Strong yet weak …in your arms
Horrid yet beautiful …in your eyes
Caged yet carefree ….near you
Conforming yet rebel …in your words
Always gauging at an atrocious world 
yet its graceful ...when you are around

Rendezvous

walking in the sand to meet ocean,
calm serene soul
leaving the uncluttered web behind
to meet the peaceful horizon

Beehive


Immersed myself in something soulful

Reached a cliff where the rays were unknown

Storm seems subsiding yet soul is forlorn gone

Little bee stuck on a rock says hold on

Hope beckoned me to live

I journeyed through mist of dreams

Weaved like honey in a bee hive

Rebirth


How  a bud blossoming can flower devastation
Hope brings with it the garden of carnation
Often we sail in darkest of seas
And dive through to see the light
And then there is the dilemma of finding sanity and becoming insane
Losing the sight of right and wrong
Flocks moving away ..leaving lonely tread             
That is when my friend I have seen heaven n hell
That is when we lost and regained hope

Star you shine on

You may have gone
You may have forgotten
Like a morning star, like a dew shining far
You followed the heart
You helped me sail
so that I could honor my life
so that I gracefully accept failures
so that I rise when I fall
You were holding my tiny hands
you were watching me
so that I don't stumble
so that I do it right
or I would have fallen..if not you
or I would have been in a shell..if not you
or I would have been a lifeless soul..if not you 
I am smiling in my world
I am a rider going to conquer many more lands 
stay the way unique you are
stay blessed in his kingdom like a czar

Rising Kingdom

Blazing sunrise
Weakening smile
Doomed eyes
All happening for a price
The kingdom in ruins
Here I am holding the light
Shining my armor
Bring on the warriors
Warriors of my clan....of my kind!

Her








dont know when tears rolled down
dont know when you blew us away
dont know when we became feeble and clowns
will there be angels on earth
will we ever be humans again

Meeting in the sky



I saw an eagle flying high
our eyes meet, made sky so shy
we hate those who are down and low
lets go far where dreams dance and flow

The Possession



There was none then smiles of hope came along
one night a holocaust to kill my dreams came crawling
visits of darkness kept lingering
so was the mind wandering
in the dark they say stars come out
i saw a starlet
to vanish on a stormy night
behind the clouds no where to fret
clouds then played hovered from one landscape to another
there were dark... grey
silver clouds
my shine my silver cloud was
nowhere to be seen
did it hide or wandered
gone forever to see moon
i don't know
it took chunk of my heart along
there it goes ...dancing away to horizon
was left with a acceptance of nothing
sweet surrender it was
some whispered clouds vanish
after a much awaited rain..........

soul saver


holding those little hands tel me to be patient

seing those eyes innocent tell me there is dream

watching them run for a butterfly

say don't fail in the hopeful run

their virgin talk with greens, sandy beach

tell me there is more to converse with the horizon

lips beautiful whispering sole survivor of their tales

they touched her awakened her soul

enlightened the search for happiness

To this life and afterwards


If thrown a life again
I want him as my love
my soul my man
Let him be my knight who rides
In the moonlight with shining armour
In a white horse , not a fighter , a peace rider
Do not change him a bit my lord
For he is who completes my world

solace

i am answer when world goes atrocious
i am solace when self confessed soul cries
i am ears when that little heart speaks
i am listening when love in u whispers
i am the songbird you cage when love flies
i am that dove who flew seing your nest beautifull
i am love
i am her
i am what you need ever!

Single and Adventurous in ND



In a city what you do when you realize that you were an instant failure in knowing a man and getting him , do not forget that a lady is looking for a man read A MAN (in bold just in case it has to be reiterated). You will think here we go again... "women are emotional hazards so keep them at bay" let me enlighten you ..so are men! that's why the search is for a real stunning MAN, the Darcy story is not fake it does exist.


Story goes like this.Woman in me falls in love, falls the second time then pit is too deep to fall so she jumps tries long jump and there too saga continues . There is no rising here people! the man doesn't let her . He is cruel a devil . Wish I could write more adjectives but net net and total of everything after that, the story ends without a happy beginning!  It all started at a day in office I fell for his voice first, then everything .  It is right now to say that love inspires and influences you. Which obviously worked  ! So here I am writing something I donot know ie love and about a man
who failed me completely and made me realize who I am .Yes I can be more and there's lot of me before I meet the man ..Now I can be a vamp .. a liar a dumb ,duplicate girlfriend an emotional loser,lover etc..in all this turmoil I realized I knew what love takes . it takes a lot to love someone ,then rise and be careful not to fall . Apparently we cant afford to fall .
Today fall seems to be the buzzword ..everyone falling NY and Bombay stock exchange falling together , uncle in US falls for the crash at a discount store , mom falls for gold at south ex part 2 market ,airlines falling for mismanagement but then at the end of the day
everybody falls for good Sarkozy falls for Bruni, Obama, falls for change Al Gore for global warming . Our own Aamir fell for Rao didn't he ..ah theres hope again! So where does graceful and classy love stands ? Love stands no where and is definitely confused .It is
like Olympics you just cant get enough of the golds. In a city like Delhi where everything begins and ends in beauty and style, I refuse to blink eye on a handsome man I stare at central park or at a chandni chowk and I definitely refuse to give
up on love.



Here

I am here sitting,thinking.. alone..eh I dont think I can club my thinking power and loneliness together because internet wont allow you to ! PC is on 24 hours , i am getting all updates from my family friends, loved ones ..strangers ..bloggers ! I am getting distracted. I think I want to run , escape into a dark deep green forest where there is still whispers of leaves. where Lush silky water flows and somewhere when you look up in the sky, birds telling you I am free. Freedom is precious. Freedom to do what you like , to be yourself no matter what because that ignites the work for passionate moments. Time flies by and you realize that you just created a master piece. It is often effortless and leaves you smiling. Freedom matters! 

servile goddess


wings of passion
niched to a nail
fireflies my friend are gone
whispers of a forest with giggles is lost
my being is scrutinised with a bolt
hopes perishable to a limit
goddess speaks love once again
love of a firefly finding peace again
hopeful but adamant all once again

Storm of love



their smile i care

they make me walk the clouds

what if world doesn allow us

the storm will engulf every dust

there i shall dance ...in the rain after the thunder

Light ..i shall light!

I see heart longing for you
heart of memories which is pumping life
every beat says I wish love for you
why mind of me creeps in
screams out loud i am not for you
why I fail me
when I know I want you
is it not love that I crave
may be its sin not to be one
not to be together for life
as one soul , one dream
as one truth in my book
so here I go keeping love
my love under warps, in the dark
hoping to find light soon .....