Facets of life

thoughts, reflections,
tumultuous, yet intriguing;
ever moving, never stopping;
exhilaration, ecstasy, desires;
despondency and angst;
varied facets of life.

living it up with verve
no matter what, no matter how;
despite odds and adversity;
facing it head-on, i get on
with it somehow.

Need of the hour

Sun casting shadows
on the yellow sand.
The world still sleeping,
we are up at dawn.

The beach is far away
how long do we go?
Setting up our wares
is the need of the hour.
This how it is everyday
working with my mother.
Doing various errands,
When all other kids play.

Wishing it all to change;
my thoughts eternity-bound.
Despite all yearnings,
my feet firmly on ground

And Why.......

Formless, mud-splattered
with perforations galore.
The sun and the moon
watching over.
Laughing; as they cast
shadows around it.
Wondering who left it there
and why………………….

What Went Wrong??

Sitting here
watching students
answering questions,
I too have
many of those
in my mind.
Why, how, when
are only the
tip of the
iceberg!
I had only
been doing
my work
as usual,
as sincerely
as ever.
Why it was
taken away
suddenly
without rhyme
or reason?
Where did
I go wrong?
Worked to my
bones,
stretched to
limits
unappreciated.
What I see
today
diligence,
efficiency
does not pay.
Sycophancy
carrying tales
are the orders
of the day.
Does it make
the hurt
Any less?
Not for
sometime to
come
But it will
fade and
I will
still be doing
whatever I am
best at.
Working
with my
heart,
mind and soul..

Mooning with moon

Few more hours left
of cool soothing darkness,
moist grass between my toes.
I conversing with moon
promise not to tell
but possess
a pocketful of secrets
to last until morning
sending them up in
smoke signals
from my cigarettes.
All you do is shine
Bright for me!
While I share my
secrets with you

Back where he belonged!

He was back five years after
Bringing back my lost laughter
Wrapped together all night long
Our feelings still very strong

Following a love filled night
I switched on the fluorescent light
Adrenaline flowing through my head
With my gun I shot him dead

Someday

SOMEDAY

I only want to know,
to dream
how your caress would feel
so dizzy for contact,
making me reel.
Unsure how to act,
not good at this game anymore.
But
sure that your love
will seep through my pores
and
expose my soul,
where
now in secret
grows a weedy garden
of needy wasteland.
Where
angst and pain
flows like rain
through the dream-cluttered
gutters of my brain.
My mind
screams a silent
refrain of mistakes.
And in
my dreams,
all that I yearn
seems so far away,
on the highest summit,
out of reach.
But
for now
I have to teach
myself to wait,
willing fate to
deliver one day.