Thursday, 4 June 2015

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

Wednesday, 3 June 2015

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.

Tuesday, 10 February 2015

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.

Friday, 6 February 2015

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?