Friday, August 14, 2009

Naughty

If I were only a little puppy, not your baby,
mother dear,
would you say "No" to me
if I tried to eat from your dish?

Would you drive me off, saying to me,
"Go away, you naughty little puppy"?

Then go, mother, go!
I will never come to you when you call me
and l never let you feed me any more.

If I were only a little green parrot, and not your baby,
mother dear,
would you keep me chained lest I should fly away?

Would you shake your finger at me and say,
"What an ungrateful wretch of a bird!
It is gnawing at its chain day and night"?

Then go, mother, go!
I will run away into the woods;
I will never let you take me in your arms again.

-- Crescent Moon : Tagore --

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Withering shoulders

The plays are over
and when the day is done
sorry - age and angst remain.

Meera..
May I borrow your withered shoulders
to melt myself down,
for once - dear?

Thursday, August 6, 2009

'For Calvin, Hobbes and few others'

"This morning I had a wonderful dream. By holding my arms out stiff and pushing down hard, I found I could suspend myself a few feet above the ground. I flapped harder, and soon I was soaring effortlessly over the trees and telephone poles! I could fly!

I folded my arms back and zoomed low over the neighbourhood. Every one was amazed, and they ran along under me as I shot by. Then I rocketed up so fast that my eyes watered from the wind. I laughed and laughed, making huge loops across the sky.

That’s when mom woke me up and said I was going to miss the bus if I didn’t get my bottom out of bed; twenty minutes later, here I’m standing in the cold rain, waiting to go to school, and I just remembered I forgot my lunch."

(An excerpt from Bill Watterson's Calvin and Hobbes)

--- For the one who affectionately took me to the charming world of 'Calvin and Hobbes' and for the one who helped me rediscover the not so naughty child inside me, with love! ---

Saturday, July 25, 2009

Behind the smiles

Tear droplets from above -
that kept their smiles in bloom.

My Dream

"It was a long time ago
I have almost forgotten my dream...

..but it was there then,
In front of me,
Bright like a sun -
My dream!"


-- As I grew older : Langston Hughes --

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

You bleed just to know you are alive

"And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything seems like the movies
Yeah you bleed just to know your alive"

Goo Goo Dolls - 'Iris'

Monday, May 25, 2009

Answer

Prayer must never be answered:
if it is, it ceases to be prayer
and becomes correspondence.
~Oscar Wilde

Monday, May 18, 2009

Empty World

" No later light has lightened up my heaven;
No second morn has ever shone for me:
All my life's bliss from thy dear life was given,
All my life's bliss is in the grave with thee.

But when the days of golden dreams had perished,
And even Despair was powerless to destroy,
Then did I learn how existence could be cherished,
Strengthened, and fed without the aid of joy"

~~Emily Bronte : 'Remembrance'~~

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Canvas

For all your innocence you spilt-
on the canvas,
with love..!

Friday, April 24, 2009

Futile flowers

The spring has done its flowering
and taken leave.
And now with the burden
of faded futile flowers
I wait and linger.

The waves have become clamorous,
and upon the bank in the shady lane
the yellow leaves flutter and fall.

-- Tagore : Gitanjali --