Echos of Time

To stand,

Inside opulent cathedrals

Built in ages long gone by

Made of stone and mortar, 

And exotic marbles, from regions so far away from where they stand

Like a continental giant bringing their hands together to build a mountain

And just as much with the ego of their commisioner whose name they carry along with them

A mirror of their person and the times in which they lived

But what of the backs on which these grandiose symbols of power were really built on?

The ones who have been given the grave dishonour of being relegated to collective nouns

Who's names, barely mentioned, long forgotten and lost to time far sooner perhaps, than those they toiled under.

They have made these places sacred, by what it has taken to build them. 

It is them then that these utterly beautiful symphonies of art, sciences and human ingenuity truly honour as they rage against the current of time so that we, eons later can be humbled in their presence

So let these very monuments laugh, laugh with everyone who found magnificent ways to eternally mock the pompous patrons in the work which they stick their name in, and be known for the souls of those who brought them to life. 

Who The Fuck Cares if it is Forever or Not?!

Forevers. A word we use every day in so many different contexts with a whole lot of people. But, does it really mean what it is supposed to mean? The answer, frankly, is no.

Nothing lasts forever, not love, not friendship and not even non-biodegradable plastic. It is of my opinion that we, as human beings, cannot care for someone or something for a very long time. As we all know, the basic instincts of any lifeform on earth is: Eat, Survive and Reproduce. Despite that, we have done a remarkable job holding on to people with Love. But is love alone, by itself, enough to hold on to someone forever? I don’t think so. Love, like everything else, needs work.

Sure, for the first few years it seems that love is enough to bridge the gap, but as time passes, it starts to fade away. This is where “true love” is put to the test. If you really love someone, you would work all the more harder to keep the spark alive and if that doesn’t work, you’ll try even harder (this is actually a quote from an otherwise ridiculous Telugu movie :P ). You may not love someone forever but the beauty of it is that one day, when you think it is all gone, and you wake up next to that person, you are reminded of the reason you really travelled down the road with them and more often than not, the spark is back.

Again, this may or may not be true but who gives a fuck. We’ll still be using the damn word anyway.

Peace Out to all my ‘followers’ :P

Mist Upon The Placid Morn

For the love of Nature and all it's beauty: Bleed out your beauty, Autumn –  Give up a gentle wrist, and smear  Your bloody hues atop the green. Cast a calming throw of heady peace Upon the cooling land.  And as you grant the sun a final fling of warmth,  Charge the silent air  (Now lolling on a foliar deathbed)  With earthen whiff to intimate the fungal push. Soon you’ll send a shiver down the watery spine of  Quivering ponds, punctual brooks, and Listless lakes, to warn them of the freeze to come. Behold! your mellow spirit Hanging as a mist upon the placid morn – A sight that draws a sneaking tear or two – forlorn Observers are we all of colder climes to view!  Autumn Lady, must you be the summer waning –?  Our adieu to fairer-weather life?  Ah well, at least you hum a warming tone, ensuring Nature’s rhythm still abounds.  But now you must prepare the mind for chilly times – You know the drill – Guiding us along a sloping path To ease our psyche in to sleet and snow – The blue-ice bite of winter.

Nothing

So many lives faded, withered away. And many were born.
 Much that was great and significant sank into irrelevance.
 Today became history, history became legend,
 And fell into oblivion.
 Yet nothing vanishes without a trace.
 Everything that is sprang from what was.

Sweeping Tides

we were once so close
 and now so far
 once together
 now miles apart
 i should have known the friendship would grow cold
 even when you kept on telling me it wouldn't
 i hardly know you anymore
 and neither do you me


 what was once such a beautiful friendship
 is nothing anymore
 just a fragmented memory
 why did we have to drift apart?
 so slowly but so surely
 one day we were one and the next we were two


 it always happens, i should have known that
 we never had much keeping the flame burning
 it has now been extinguished
 without neither of us knowing
 but i do now, now its too late


 i no longer know you as much as i used to
 we hardly talk anymore
 but if i ask you why did we grow apart
 you always say we haven't
 yet we have cant you see?
 its not the same as it once was
 was it you or was it me?

Phantom of the Opera

Iron Maiden at their very fucking best _/\_

I've been looking so long for you now you won't get away from my grasp.

You've been living so long in hiding in hiding behind that false mask.And you know and I know that you ain't got long now to last.Your looks and your feelings are just the remains of your past.
You're standing in the wings, there you wait for the curtain to fall.Knowing the terror and holding you have on us all.Yeah, I know that you're gonna scratch me, maim me and maul.You know I'm helpless from your mesmerising cat call.
Keep your distance, walk away, don't take his bait.Don't you stray, don't fade away.Watch your step, he's out to get you, come what may.Don't you stray, from the narrow way.
I'm running and hiding in my dreams you're always there.You're the Phantom of the Opera, you're the devil, you're just out to scare.You damaged my mind and my soul it just floats through the air.Haunt me, you taunt me, you torture me back at your lair.

Why?!

Sitting alone and silently
I recall a special part of my life
That part came unexpectedly
And lasted only for a while.
My life has been quite and peaceful
Until that unforgettable moment
You came like a silhouette of my soul
Then you walked right through my heart.
Everyday was a picture of happiness
There's no hint of loneliness
Everything was wonderful
Because I spent it with you.
But then, as time goes by
Feelings begin to fade away
Dreams tear apart one by one
And it kills me to say goodbye.
Every time my mind says move on
my heart says hold on
So many questions inside my head
But the answers are all up to you.
Loving someone like you
Without boundaries
Makes me think deeply again,
Why, Why it has to be you?