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I am my own confinement and sense of freedom. Who am I is the quest and the result is a life lived in finding answers. I am constantly overwhelmed by my curiosity. I am always in pursuit, on the verge of arriving at that one big answer that can simplify my life. I am sucker for good food, great conversations and exclamation marks( when i type out, I mean). At the end of it all, I am a woman still incomplete.

Thursday, January 13, 2011

a new beginning & an old story

 I beam with my new found pride
And paint the road in my dreams
I hope this journey shall satisfy
Satisfy the woman within me 


I dwell in the new found peace
And meditate with no remorse
I hope the silence shall call out
Call out for the woman within me


I bask int he new found wisdom
And think about everything that is not
I hope these words comfort 
Comfort the woman within me

I'm vulnerable, don't you understand?
I'm the object of study, a piece of art
I'm the nestling peace when there is war
I'm resonating victory when all is done
I'm just a woman within me.

So let me dig deeper into my soul
Don't rush me to find my answers
And let the mystery unravel

Let me say my final prayers
Before I make my sacrifice
And let my glory be re-born






Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Together Again

And I sing to the rain
When everything seems clouded
I pour myself a cup of pain
And pull myself together again

I whisper into the hollow
When no one seems to care
About all the lost words in the valley
and pull myself together again

I wage a war on numbness
When nothing seems to find me
I travel all the way
To find myself together again

I write to the stranger in the woods
When the fountain ink is leaking
Write those letters so full of me
To pull myself together again

Friday, March 19, 2010

The ultimate chaos

Dwelling in this shell of sanity
Seems no longer possible to me
The striking reality of everlasting memories
Is getting to me; is getting to me

The invasion of one-sided theories
Of the hurt, the guilt and the loathe trip
In between these threads of you and me
I seek some mercy, some mercy

Clinging onto the last drops of frailty
The meek pursuit of disgusted remedies
The dreams that never come near me
Will bow down to fate’s misery

Summon the winds that talk to me
Spread the carpets of flowers
Inside this beautiful frame of creation
I shall create ultimate chaos
Ultimate chaos



Saturday, November 7, 2009

Forgiven

The echo in the darkness belongs to me
The frightening silence belongs to me
The want for freedom belongs to me
The web of entanglement belongs to me

For the said is not to be believed
I do not know what comes next
Trying to fit into my own mind
The threat of this moment belongs to me

When the mist shall fade away and images shall be crystal clear
When the hallway of fame shall blend into booming silences
The mortal in me shall run for a cover
And the divine would keep moving

The drums shall cease playing
On the final rung of the ladder
I shall entirely change my course
And I shall be forgiven!

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

The eleventh hour!


In the midst of a tumble din; you are the stability in every step…
In the wee's of a drunken nigh, you r my desire to reach home
How I miss your smell around, my world clogged with nothing much
How I miss the sight and sound of your grey wonderland

You have filled in my memory depths
With thoughts impinged on to the tremors
The life that I have lived thus far,
I have lived in a night in your arms.

Toes curled, lost in thoughts
The sheets engulfing me aren’t that warm
The moment you enter my sanctum
I burn in flames, cold.

The dirt under my feet
My battered cells
Half-burnt flames
In my shallow hell

Too weary to walk
Life seems far away
But in the last mile
Just round the turn

I come to know that
Heavens shall forever evade me
For I breathe in you,
My elixir for a life.

Friday, June 19, 2009

VIXEN pleas


Recede into your shell for my love shall batter you
It shall whisk you out of the permanency of comfort
It shall bring down rains in salt
And soak up each one of your memory.

Memories, far, far away that rest in your eyes
Shall surrender to me
A nimbus shall descend
And I shall rain love

I shall invoke more pain
Conjuring to rest ‘midst, dreams, broken
I shall walk the forbidden
Whispering the chants, long forsaken

Wounded, and still falling prey
To my innermost feelings
I have entered your zone of sanctity
To rest the demons and find my peace

Dreaded misgivings in full bloom
Thoughts, in a hailstorm, unsettled
Withering hopes, as I stand helpless
Is all I have to give.

Monday, June 1, 2009

Pointless existence

ll the bricks lead to the alley
The alley of engraved disgrace
It gleams with bloody memories
that engulf me upon thought.

Summoning the glory of the gloom
I revel in unspoken silences
Hallucinations are my only comfort
They, my only relapse shall be!

Broken wings don't grow back
But the world doesn't understand redemption
When you build memories in salt
The world shall not fend for them.

The pangs of pain shall go unseen
More bricks shall pile up your dungeons
Memories shall rain like never before
You shall survive a pointless existence.

You shall stare into the mirror
Counting the number of scars everyday
Its you and only you who can feel them
For the rest, its a pointless existence.