Destination Unknown

Am I aboard some fast train
With its destination unknown
With people getting on and off at their stops,
Once off, gone forever?

And yet seems like the ones nearest to me
Have a similar destination unknown
Perhaps travelling on the wrong train
Who perhaps have missed their stop

And then again maybe, it was meant to be
That we met
Destiny,
Or maybe sheer luck

Where is this train meandering
So deceitfully maneuvering the tracks
Seeming to be slow
But so full of breakneck occurances

And then speeding up again
To that destination
Ahead I see the tracks leading to somewhere in the fog
An endless journey into nowhere

Sometimes i am reminded
Of a rollercoaster
The gentle, steady uphill,
And then the scary, steep plunging into the earth

So this train journey is a gamble
Where I decide where to get off or ramble
To the journey beyond
To the destination unknown

Lost and Found

Just lost
Then, in another blink I see
That everything is right there
My life, and everyone in it

Again another flash of thought
And again an unrecognisable feeling
A sad feeling of loneliness
That everything is breaking away

Everyone seems so far
In that moment of thought
Is it a reason to worry
The bitter pinch of reality perhaps?

And again another breath
Everything is just the way it used to be
The fun, the frolic
Dreamland, maybe?

What happened till now is forever lost
And what is going to happen is indeed a mystery
Finding myself lost in thoughts
I compel myself to come out of that history

Nothing is for keeping
Nothing is for real
For everything that was immortal till now
Is slowly slipping away into the black hole of time.....

lluvia

The sweet smell of earth
The soft pattering on my window
The flash of lightning
And the booming of thunder

The trees dancing in the malicious wind
With the zephyr in my hair,
I plunged into the darkness,
With a feeling of defiance

The intoxicating aroma
Filled my lungs
The rain had begun
To intensify again

Somber,
I stood in the rain
Which drowned my tears
And slowly started to wash out all my thoughts

Above a sliver of ivory,
In the dark ebony
Irony,
I thought

The struggle till now was torment
Then it was all clear,
Even in the gloom
The pain was inevitable

With a whole heart I stood there
In the melancholic darkness
When a lightning struck
As if to show me my place.

The thoughts came back
The words, the emotions attached to them
The stronger they came, the louder they got
The harder I tried to flush them out of my head.

At last I achieved
The silence, the calmth
There was no more sound
Except for the deafening rain


note:lluvia is spanish for rain

Trapped....

Recently, I had the unfortunate experience of being trapped.... in an elevator. It was one of the most scariest experiences of my life (although right now can think of anything scarier that happened). Anyway, though im not a claustrophobic person, the thought of being stuck in a metal box with no way out and with fifteen other people was pretty terrifying, considering the fact that there was nobody outside to come to our rescue and absolutely no signal to call anyone. I started remembering the stuck-in-elevators scenarios; The ones from the movies I mean (especially the beginning of Speed). One dude kept ringing the bell inside the elevator which nobody seemed to hear on the outside. And then all of us were frantically trying to get atleast a call through to get us rescued. Fortunately, the bhaiyas in the lift banged the doors ( which started to whine) and yanked them open....If it weren't for that frantic effort I don't know how we would've come out alive....

Blue

Blue.
Just shades of blue
And a huge golden circle,
Set right in the middle

It was a cloudless sky
And a shipless sea
Was the sky a reflection of the water
Or the turquoise blue water the reflection of the sky?

Ahead, the waves seemed intimdating,
Eating up anybody who went too far
And got in the way.
It seemed like war

The shining sun started to sink into the water,
Taking with it all the blue
The sky got redder and redder with each passing minute
And the sea, orange.

For a split second, the scene changed
It was too beautiful to describe
Or to capture
It was twilight time

Finally, there was darkness
Complete black,
Which was endless.
Just black.

Snowflakes

It was a white, cold day out.
As I stood outside in my backyard,
A tiny white fleck softly caressed the tip of my nose
There had been a blizzard for three days straight.

It cleared up finally,
Seemed like an eager month's wait
The days got colder and colder,
And the nights, freezing.

The sun was rising now,
As if to greet me
There was a faint smell of hot chocolate somewhere
And the familiar voices which revelled in the background

Slowly voices became louder
And people came out of their houses
As if they came out of hiding,
After a long hibernation

The dew drops on trees
Looked like glistening diamonds, frozen.
A snowflake landed straight into my palm
Which seemed fascinating enough

Then, a hard, cold piece of snow flew right across my face
With sounds of laughter,
And seemed to bring me back to my senses.
The vast expanse of white was very inviting.

By evening, an army of snowmen was formed
And another of angels
It was the best winter ever,
And yet, it had only begun!!!