Thursday, April 02, 2020

Anjali

The naughtiness lies in her eyes
Twinkling stars glisten in her pupil
Her cute as a button nose
With a mouth full of words
And wringly teeth that
Make her smile precious
In turn makes you go speechless
She is a renegade
She is out of the box
She is a cavalier
Words sometimes is lacking
To describe this duckling
A princess of sorts
A bundle of twists
She is Anjali
The little minx of hearts.


What is to be

Standing at the crossroads
The way forward unknown
Stuck in a rut of timelessness
Decisions to be taken now and then
Listening to harpers and badgers of advice
Feeling of wanting to be away from ruckus
The only way out is an abyss
The only way up is not possible
As strings attached can't be cut
With the moral compass pointed towards
Giving a reality check of a soul who needs u
Complicated it becomes
This winding knots of responsibilities
Quite a quagmire you got yourself into
Hoping that things go your way
Take a deep breath
And a hail mary
To finally hope you get things right
Just hang on a bit
Life might surprise you a tad bit
So hold on...


Tuesday, September 13, 2016

Ishq kya karein!

Tujhe dekhoon tho sakoon
Tujhe mehsoos karo tho chain
Tujhe yaad karu tho takhe rein
Tera lihaaz kiya
Tho Mila tera ishq behadh
Lekin Tujhe Paana Mushqil
Beech mein bhoje Daararein
Ban gaya Deewar Yahaan
Naahi Milega tera saaya
Naaha Milega tera wajud
Baas ibadat ke karam se
Aks Tera Jeene Ka
Sahara Ban gaya
Guzarah Hoga Mera
Tere Ishq ke Ruh Se
Ek Tarfa hi to sahi
Yeh Ishq kambakt
Na jeene dehte na Marna
Tadapte tadapte Phaas gayi
Is Hairakun jahaan mein
Hamesha ke liye
Bas tere ishq ke junoon mein
Dard-e-ishq
Lekin dard-e-khaas hai!



Saturday, May 16, 2015

Mother....

Intense in flavour
Sense in fervour
Dense in Desire
Tense in Tandem
She stood still
Winds blew back and forth
Rains battered every way.
Sun scorching daily away
She still stood still.
Nothing could break her
Nothing could strike her
Nothing could bemoan her
Who is she
She can be you
She can be anyone
As long as you emulate her
In every way and sense
A tree stands tall against everything.
So does a mother through
All thick and thin,
As tall a tree as strong as the root
She makes you grounded.
She makes you You.
Never forget her no matter what.
She will always be with you.
She will be your pillar.
She will be your strength.
Ultimately she will be your everything.
Mother the warrior
Mother the saviour
Mother the creator
Mother the peacemaker
Mother the protector.
Mother the all pervader.
Bow down to you forever.

Friday, May 15, 2015

Irukiral Oruval

Thirakka Theriyamal
Thavippai Unaramal
Thudippai Nirathamal
Irukiral Oruval
Pagal Iravugal
Kanakal Kangiral
Arthangal Ariyamal
Irukiral Oruval
Sirikiral Azhugiral
Parakiral Malagiral
Vizhikaral Olikiral
Irukiral Oruval
Yaaru Ivalo
Peru theriyatho
Indha Oruval
Aanal Unaralam
Ivaalai Engu Engume
Avalai Sindhithal
Vazhvile Vidiyal Varume.

Vidiyalo...

Oru veedhiyil vizhunthen nan
Maru veedhiyai thedinen nan
Andha veedhi en Vidhi aanatho
Vazhivinile yenna matramo
Kedaithathe yenna salabamo
Theendiyathe yenna swapnamo
Thirumbatho yen kadantha kalamo
Suvadugale thirumbi vaarayo
Swasangale marupadi veesuvayo
Ethirkalame ethirile thonruvayo
Kathirken kalam kalamai 
Idhu dhan yen Vidiyalo
Maraiyatho indha unarvo
Puriyatho endhan porulo
Vaazhave vandhen inge
Oodal thedi aala
Sudatha sooriyan venum
Kuligira veyyil venum
Irattu illatha iravu venum
Pagal mudiyatha naal venum
Asaigal kodigalo ayiramo
Edhavadhu ondru niraiveratho
Kathirkene ingu andha nodiko
Vaarayo Varuvaayo yen vidiyalo.



Monday, September 29, 2014

a while@Starbucks


Quietly standing in the queue.
Seeing what to order
Too many to choose from,
A tall, venti or a grande.
Mind pondering the many permutations, 
whiling the eyes roam around the room
Just to become fixated on this tall, venti and grande sight.
A shade of Mocha, 
mixed with a shade of cappuccino. 
Hints of white around the lower jaw.
Eyes as dark as expresso,
Stubble as smooth as a java chocolate chip cookie. 
Nose as perfect as adonis
With an air of coolness.
As frothy as a Frapucino.
A Total Starbucks God or is it a Greek god,
Lost for words, looking on at this sight. 
Mind already playing songs in the background 
Amidst scenic Swiss mountains,
Only to be broken by the shrill voice of a siren, asking your order please
The mind says A venti mocha cappuccino.with a dash of espresso god,
The mouth moves to.say just a bland tasteless tea.
Only to lookup and see the fixture of your dream to stand near you 
With a wry smile knowingly meant that a culprit is.caught. 
With the hands in the cookie jar.
Feeling red, muttering thanks
Slowly dashing away out to just feel the fresh air.
Heaving a huge sigh,  feeling starstruck for a moment.
Only to realize such things happen in reality. 
Broken by a sound behind, that extends thanks and coolly walks by.
Just enough to know that we might meet again at Starbucks another day. 


Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Enna Sollavo...

Kangal rendum
Pesi pesi yenna sirikiratho
Ullam rendum
Thottu Thottu yenna solgiratho
Adhu ellam marammama
Illai oru ragaisiyama
Puriyavilai enakke ingu
Vilakam kudukka vandhavan 
Nenjai eduthu sendravan
Maraindhu vilayadadiye
Yennai Vattugindran
Tholaivil poga maraiyum nizhal
Ullukul varugirudhey oru suzhal
Adhu sugamai ennai sikkavaithu
Oru kalavaram seigirathu
Yen indha thabam
Yen indha salabam
Yen indha pudhir
Enge indha kadhir
Ennodu Vaaramal Povano
Allai Ennai Kadathi Selvano
Vidai edhuvo
Vazhi ennavo
Solla vandhavan evano...





Thursday, August 23, 2012

An afterthought

Opinions don't matter
Its only an afterthought
Till the Catharsis ends.
What is the hubris?
Question to be pondered.
There he stood bewildered.
An intellectual he was,
Amidst the white noise of superificiality.
Putting caution to the wind he walked free.
Only to be held by the chains of others.
A certain social standard he had to endure.
A puppet he had become to the whims of his masters.
He sought the anguish,
To slowly languish,
In this ireverrent world where he was lost.
Gone were the days when he ruled his destiny,
Gone were the days what he said were golden,
Gone were the days what he felt was known.
He hides behind the mask he adorns,
Laughing inside at the pettiness of his masters and the world.
Not caring anymore for anything,
As the only thing he cared no longer existed.
He was complete with her with content.
He was content with her with bliss.
He was blessed with her with enlightenement.
He was her end and she was his start.
They bridled together in open in this world.
Only for the saboteurs to rip them apart,
In the name of money and power.
They left him with open wounds,
That wreathed his soul.
She ended when she knew there was no hope.
Only for him to remember the vow he made,
"You live life till I beckon you.
Carry on forward without seeking revenge.
Cause the Love we shared will give you peace."
And beheld that vow made,
His masters had him in chain ^
but not his soul,
His anguish was his joy
The hubris in all this was the love
he had for her till the cathartic end.