Tuesday, March 27, 2012

DROPLETS

Oh tears! How can you fall so fast
So close to my heart…?
Each drop seems like a vast
Ocean – dried and left barren …!

The vision of the night
Seems to catch a glimpse
Of thousand ships that crossed
Miles and Souls – tearing apart
The last breath of morning dews!

Come closer to my heart –
The pendant has lost its charm,
And wears a dead look; dried,
Fallen off the roots of mango groves…
While the swing – hangs, moves, remains untouched!

For in the waters that sucked
Life and death, rests my soul,
Playing merrily along the tides,
As waves, swirl past my sight!

Narrowed down the widening roads
That crisscrossed each passer by –
The pendant dangles along the way,
Shining and hiding from the worldly eyes!

Smiles of time and laughter of thoughts –
Lost in the crowd and waters alike…
Somewhere in space, sometimes in cries,
Does she find her real ties…!

Can’t you come closer and feel the pulse?
It’s a choice to see the crust of the heart…
The eyes glistening under the clouded sun ….

Oh tears! You’ve become really wild…!

Rajdeep Pathak
March 27, 2012

Saturday, March 17, 2012

Some Passing Thoughts: The Awakening

Some Passing Thoughts: The Awakening: From which door shall I pass –? Each step seems a while – A journey left untouched By clouds and rain drops…! I have crossed many a ...

The Awakening



From which door shall I pass –?
Each step seems a while –
A journey left untouched
By clouds and rain drops…!


I have crossed many a mile
Narrowing roads and turns of life;
Yet it feels like a distant cry
Of shadows and sun alike…!


There’s many in the league of death
Fathomless spirit, and withered leaves –
Bemoaning momentous pride
With simmering and sunken eyes!


Lost in the wild and found in space,
The souls have, but, a journey to race,
The cloak of a clown and life’s mysteries;
Shredding soaked and fuming face…!


Shattered by dreams, woken by surprise,
Songs of the lark, circles in waves,
Twisted and turned, to rhythms wild…!
Fury running into Nature’s heart…

The doors open and close in a closet
With steps moving forward and backward
At the same pace – while I wait
For the one sight to allow me a path,
Crossed by none; as life longs for a new turn!

The cloak of death and the thread of life
Engaged in a tussle over their might;
As I pass through each step with
Night and day; and darkness and sunlight…


…I walk my way through the silent raindrops…!


                                         Rajdeep Pathak
March 17, 2012