Maximum city,
maxed out at heart,
To say how it showed me love,
I don't know where to start,
Places made it beautiful,
People made it home,
I'd shout out to em and tell em,
City got its pace, I had a good run,
You carry on while I move on,
To explore different tracks,
On my behest, let's not cease the fun,
Work hard play hard and play to win,
Destiny will take us places,
We will reach four corners of the world,
We keep moving without regret,
Because we have this city, to return.
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Wednesday, 29 April 2015
Maximum city
Saturday, 4 April 2015
Rain Again
My life and time,
In my mind,
Mimics the flow of river,
Down to the plain,
From highest glacier,
I must have been like ice once,
Time's flow must have been slower,
As I have no memory of that time,
Only that I wished often,
That it would pass soon,
Impatient to break the bonds,
Fragile yet they held me down,
Enough for me to drag years on,
As I grew strong enough to break free,
Into a pace of endless possibility,
A deceiving bliss of a stronger flow,
Flowing down from mountain floor,
No value felt in what I left behind,
Somethings are only learned in due time.
I am a river at its prime,
Life's flow is fine,
Landscape is changing,
I gain some, I lose some,
And I know something,
I will lose my force, color and shape,
To meet the eventual outcome,
Loosing myself to the ocean,
Loosing myself to a new beginning,
Rain down on mountain.
This thought gives me faith,
Makes me believe in existence of god,
And his good intentions,
An explanation for that death,
No benevolent god would've allowed,
For old memories are forgotten as we make new ones,
It was your soul that touched me,
I take comfort in believing I will see you again,
A familiar camaraderie,
Albeit different face, different name.
In my mind,
Mimics the flow of river,
Down to the plain,
From highest glacier,
I must have been like ice once,
Time's flow must have been slower,
As I have no memory of that time,
Only that I wished often,
That it would pass soon,
Impatient to break the bonds,
Fragile yet they held me down,
Enough for me to drag years on,
As I grew strong enough to break free,
Into a pace of endless possibility,
A deceiving bliss of a stronger flow,
Flowing down from mountain floor,
No value felt in what I left behind,
Somethings are only learned in due time.
I am a river at its prime,
Life's flow is fine,
Landscape is changing,
I gain some, I lose some,
And I know something,
I will lose my force, color and shape,
To meet the eventual outcome,
Loosing myself to the ocean,
Loosing myself to a new beginning,
Rain down on mountain.
This thought gives me faith,
Makes me believe in existence of god,
And his good intentions,
An explanation for that death,
No benevolent god would've allowed,
For old memories are forgotten as we make new ones,
It was your soul that touched me,
I take comfort in believing I will see you again,
A familiar camaraderie,
Albeit different face, different name.
Monday, 2 February 2015
Despair
The gift of sleep,
Lures me to a place,
Among the shadows,
Domain of nightmares,
I am petrified,
Of path ahead,
Where my vision is defied,
A path beyond bodily death,
Can anyone divine the journey of soul?
Eternal afterlife or cycle of rebirth,
If no, will I cease to be?
If so, what legacy worth the fight?
Or flight? If only this petty end exists.
I lose to despair,
By the moment I grow less,
I seek detachment,
As I invert the hour glass.
Sunday, 30 November 2014
Happy Verse
I lived another day,
Traversed another way,
Searching for happiness,
To create a happy verse,
Grand scheme of universe,
If I give my heart to it,
A powerfully imbued quest,
Will render desired result.
Alas another failure,
And fault is yours,
For expecting more,
When there was none,
Except the ones,
Vile or melancholy creations,
Conceived to spew venom,
Brood of my pessimism.
Man dead, Animal dead,
Poor animal, all ululated,
Who was man? nobody cared,
Every corner I set my eyes,
You are wrong, I am right,
Greater good? but who decides?
While one like me dies,
Other survives, justifies, eventually dies.
We all share same fate,
Why then pandemic hate?
No rationale as such,
We anyway don't live much,
Meeting needs of existence,
Holding unseen gods in reverence,
While world around is meaningless,
How do I create a happy verse?
Traversed another way,
Searching for happiness,
To create a happy verse,
Grand scheme of universe,
If I give my heart to it,
A powerfully imbued quest,
Will render desired result.
Alas another failure,
And fault is yours,
For expecting more,
When there was none,
Except the ones,
Vile or melancholy creations,
Conceived to spew venom,
Brood of my pessimism.
Man dead, Animal dead,
Poor animal, all ululated,
Who was man? nobody cared,
Every corner I set my eyes,
You are wrong, I am right,
Greater good? but who decides?
While one like me dies,
Other survives, justifies, eventually dies.
We all share same fate,
Why then pandemic hate?
No rationale as such,
We anyway don't live much,
Meeting needs of existence,
Holding unseen gods in reverence,
While world around is meaningless,
How do I create a happy verse?
Wednesday, 1 October 2014
Never enough
Is anything ever enough?
Vocation doesn't pay enough,
Future doesn't look good enough,
Scalp has even lesser hair,
Body needs ever more care,
I was born sharp,
But not sharp enough,
Always almost there,
Almost is never enough,
I never dreamt magnificence,
Mundane seemed quite enough,
Hoped for love, life, no regrets,
Earned some but never enough,
A life spent in chase,
Ever discontent,
Grievance in phases,
It just won't relent,
And when death came,
All senses snuffed,
Still lingered to behold my pyre,
Finality wasn't enough,
I blazed, reduced to ashes,
At least that heap of wood was enough.
Vocation doesn't pay enough,
Future doesn't look good enough,
Scalp has even lesser hair,
Body needs ever more care,
I was born sharp,
But not sharp enough,
Always almost there,
Almost is never enough,
I never dreamt magnificence,
Mundane seemed quite enough,
Hoped for love, life, no regrets,
Earned some but never enough,
A life spent in chase,
Ever discontent,
Grievance in phases,
It just won't relent,
And when death came,
All senses snuffed,
Still lingered to behold my pyre,
Finality wasn't enough,
I blazed, reduced to ashes,
At least that heap of wood was enough.
Tuesday, 26 August 2014
Woman in Green
Day’s end, as I retire to my room,
I am struck by her herbal perfume,
Woman in green waits for me,
Burning desire to burn for me,
I am struck by her selfless love,
I caress her like a dove,
She crumbles in my embrace,
In her fragrance I revel,
Rolling up in a sheet of paper,
She smoulders to the next level,
Her kiss made me lose all sense,
Burnt in bliss, the past, future and present,
Her warmth is a new hope,
Our love aflame,
Her embrace is like smoke,
While she draws in my pain,
I drift to a different world,
I am awake as I sleep,
Holding on to my girl,
Indefinite time passes,
No better lover,
Woman in green,
She won’t stay forever,
I take care of ashen reality,
She leaves with a promise however,
Every night, she will wait for me.
Wednesday, 16 July 2014
EVOL
I am sick of hiding,
Often I cry inside,
I've given up the fight,
Some of me have already died,
I wonder about my purpose,
Thought of future brings dread,
What have I become?
After all this time,
Is survival my only feat?
I can’t take the way out,
Too proud to admit defeat,
I dreamt of love,
Dreams are the enemy,
I am scared to sleep.
Under the pretence of honesty,
All the lies weep,
Person in the mirror laughs at me,
What kind of existence is this?
Each one of you will love me,
But I've to let go of being myself?
For love I concede... I lie, I hide,
Some of me have already died.
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