I'm back

Dear self, hope you're well, healthy and sound

Dear self, this year's been tough, skies and ground 

Life's taken a turn, for better or for worse 

And you have lived each day fullest all around

Dear self, make a choice today, make one wise

Let your burdens go, from your depths please rise

Speak your mind true, speak your heart afresh

Walk amongst kings, burn them knaves of lies

Dear self, tomorrow's a day away, you're a year older

Take lifes burden on, broaden that shoulder

Be that man you wanted, each moment everyday

Honor and truth, ain't mere words, when a man's bolder

SADNESS

this ones about bad times and what can be learnt in its milieu [unbelievable....now he's turning into a damned foolosopher]

Sadness you are but a friend just near
Why still does my heart yourself fear ?
You're the teacher who righted wrong
You're the poetry I wrote, You're a song

Sadness you show whence I need taught
About what I need earn and whats bought
Your visits made my home lone, light dear
Why ? still do you mine heart, him so fear

Sadness You're the fire, I melt dust to gold
Yours are the epics deep, if remains untold
You are the darkness that made light clear
Why ! still this heart, him doth fear..........

the final words

an imaginary situation when a prisoner speaks to his sleeping child before hes sent away for execution [listen to this guy ! what r u....wordsworth ??]



Sleep well my child, sleep deep now
As I cradle you, I wish if only somehow
I could turn the clock back, just a while
My time is done, in my arms you smile

                      Never think I abdicated, left you behind
                      I'll watch you ever, in you, Me, I find
                     Live by your mind, child, it does not cheat
                     The heart is young, gives in to mens' deceit

Never believe in what others want you to
The world has many who shan't pay a due
never let them say "cannot", if asked why
Limits are of thoughts, the roads or the sky

                   The day may rise when you lose to spite
                   I shall carry you then, Ill add your might
                   If only I could turn time back, only a while
                   The gallows wait, my child, she just smiles

them white lands

i leave this one for any interpretation [facepalm ! you megalomaniac !]


Run father run ! them landed arrive run
Your old legs wither'd, but they kill if fun !
They be the blessed children of the light
We are but the lowly lives of this night

Our women are theirs, these lands they own
We till for gold, till theirs, for pennies shown
Our voice is just a blow, scream to wear gallows !
We are but lowly, now the dreams are shallow

Run father run ! they have taken a sister
While we fled, could we have missd her ?
Put down your sickle ! I beg you to bow
Attack not them fair, mercy they shan't show

But thence rose the old man, eyes a bloody river
He wouldn't save his child, His, He'd give her
Upon seeing the old farmer, woke men, nay fled
Sickles rose, heads fell and them white lands bled

deliverance

From those chains that bind me
From the burdens that grind me
From those swords meant to kill
Save me mother ! save my will

From brothers who now are not
From neighbors I always fought
From a name that divided us all
Catch me mother ! break my fall

From thoughts that creep the earth
From ideas reared in mud and dirt
From elders who'll push me away
Lead me mother ! show me a way

From kings who'll walk not bare
From teachers who aren't aware
From trees which bears no leaf
Shade me mother ! shade my grief

the moon

this is something i cooked up during one of my many ho boy....here we go again...... evening highway trips to hyderabad.....i chose to listen to this megalomaniac poet ! represent the moon as a leader, a true one......who chose his duty above his heart......






lighting up the unknown, in that azure sky
along with many, but alone and high
the moon is the king for everyone to see
revered by all, feared yet loved is he


shines, a beacon of hope and happiness sent
smiles on the misfortuned, burnt or bent
guides when none would come forth to
punishes when faith dips so far, so few


times did come when our king was felled
humans we, in blossoms-parching dwelled
but he rises again, never losing to defeat
and bigger he rises, in victory hes complete


what sacrifices made ! heart turned stone
the love he yearned, was what left him lone
the maiden who stole his heart, all did see
was the lass of the earth, the easterly sea


alas she became, the suns bride of good
love couldn't be lost, her waves stood
in rage the god banished him, to dark side
her folly now at moonlight, draws a tide


yet he leads, all of earths child, silent
his duty came forth, honor never bent
lighting up the unknown, in that azure sky
along with others, but alone and high

the new road

tis a new day today,  this day that is now, that is this morn
tis a new world i behold, a day when none seem forlorn
this breeze that blows over, pushing a new awake soul
is a new being too, who bears with him promises whole


i take a new road now, the open highway, not of a city
not of a country, not of a race, the long path with no pity
there are no avenues here, no destinations, no crossroads
i am no hitchhiker, my chariot rages and bears all loads


i carry no chains from my past, i paint no pictures alike
i have burned the cloaks that shrouded me, stabbed a pike
for this journey can carry none that is grey, none that rust
for those horses rage only but ahead, level roads, raise dust


this road accepts me, for who i am, for what i shall be
she cares not of my triumphs, she reminds not my defeats
this road is my companion true, she does not end her stay
this road points only in a direction one, thats ahead and away

true love

i found a dream,and she became my first love
for i saw in her eyes surely a sheen, life pristine
she sang me, the best man, first among all
that i was to lead us to places big, do things tall


her eyes but pools of gold, she, lovelier than a gem spake
"tis your kingdom, yours to take, destiny yours to make"
there is no better than you, no powerful than you
those fields shan't die, azure always the great sky


alas ! she was but a thought of beauty, a wish of the blind
what you dare not heed, nightmares your reality, your need
that maiden broke down, and her eyes bled for a day
blood, that burned my flesh, my shadow lost my way


I bled in my kingdom, my subjects chose me to mock
the ones i led to battle, my friends, stab me for my end
and my crown,  thorns it'd become, my throne turned mud
the mighty king of yore washed the dirt, rinsed with blood


I found a nightmare and she became my true love
her eyes were mirrors too, they shone like diamonds true
what i beheld now in her, was me, beauty, truest and bold
a man, cut by battle, scarred by his enemies searing sword


but that man shall wince no more, nor bend knees for mercy
that man has a smile that knows all, he swims waves tall
for he wont be wounded dearly again, nor shall pray to pain
that man shines, a herald of peace, he'll be emperor again

the battle in grey

the Kalashnikov clutched at the chest, in an embrace, not of love
we march on through those forests deep, our duty we shall keep
the earth could have been perfumed another day, beautiful, the dove
but today's the day we rhyme none with beauty, nor shall we sleep


today's when enemies from across, wandered, nay innocent, into ours
they are like us, strangers to this twilight, ours for truth not from fright
what do you know soldier ? cries my leader, my voice, my powers
nothing but the mother ! my land ! roar we, the children of light


the forest passes, civilization I see, city folk who claim they known
they, of the soft eyes and grey wisdom; they who speak of liberty
they, who talk freedom but are knaves to their chains in the earth sown
they, whose faith is not in our mother, we protect as brothers free


our march they laugh at, all is well fools, where do ye rush to ?
your wars shamed us ever, proud of your oppression we be never
shelter you may have, away from our culture that we hold true
humanity be ours say them, but their leaders divide them forever !!


their liege walks humbly, wearing masks, wearing the purity of white
our captain is the man by our side whose chest is broadened with pride,
but the latter is the son who shall remain true, patriotism his blood ignites
that man who speaks bold, his greed leaves his man but only divide


night falls, we camp away from the city, as they did desire
we stand guard, haunted, we search for life that is unwanted
an eerie calm falls, but the soldiers guard the two separate fire
steady, but careful, we let the guard down, no enemy has grunted

the night now fights the break of the day, i wake from the daze
for i hear at the mile, a child screams, death dries up the great nile
we run for the screams morph and flames now erupt like a maze
the enemies strike first, blood lust drowns peace, death creeps while


a massacre we behold ! blood washes the temple of the golden age
blood everywhere we see, blood on streets, blood that of humanity be
blood and fire, blood and smoke, the stench of blood, red as the rage
and the scream of fear ! women, children and the wizened doth flee


the men are being slaughtered, like those at an altar of the barbaric
and a battle begins as our embrace no longer is, we draw our guns fore
and we fight their dance of the death, we give back in full nay trick
this be no war, for their weapon is the seed of fear, what we abhor


my captain leads us like a lion, whilst we watch him and protect his
a mask comes from the back, wielding but a shiny blade he attacks
my weapon is drawn and i point his heart, my aim never does miss
the terror has fallen, and the city is free, but something is amiss


i unmask the one i call a coward, who fights the weak and ravages them
and my heart does bleed, has our bravery been blind to thus mislead ?
the one who i slain is no warrior, but only a boy, a stone not a gem !
seventeen i say he would age now, is my bravery but a misdeed ?


into depths of guilt and misery my conscience falls, i am the killer of a son
i killed a boy, not knowing what be pleasures, driven by lies, and treasure
a treasure to feed the one he loves, who be burdened by poverty's run
i killed him ! i am now the sinner of his mother, i am a sinner sans measure


my leader, scarred for long by battles plenty takes my side and a corner
he looks steely in my eyes and tells me a tale he states them truthful lies
he says unto me, be now a soldier, a son of this soil, be not a mourner
you have done unto the land what shall take yours a heavenly rise


for today, you saved a city, a culture which maybe flawed, bereft of order
for today, you saved a child from destitution, from a flawed institution
for today you saved a wife from a widow, a mother from murder,
and a father from lifting his child's dead coffin, from which nay restitution


countries are at fault, civilizations and cultures not, nations are nay strong
much like the leader of this city which you save, he be but a twisted knave
yes our enemies are no different than we, their paths are misled, maybe wrong
but when the sun sets, do your bidding ever, to your duty become a slave

 I haven't been writing much lately and my last post was about the anti-social side of ours'. i think I would like to continue the same......these lines are about blind faith......not much but just about something to fill those empty moments



what secret speak those beautiful eyes, which say none to me
they trap mine yet that mind flies and a world another I see
sing to me a song of the wind, blowing gently, fragrant rains
Crashing waves roar no more, silent rivers have no more pains

       Mirrors they be called, but deeper they are, oceans entrapped in gold
       for reflections show none but the same, yours nay in truth roll'd
       in darkness or or depths of despair, they light my roads,warm my hands
       these lies of yours my lamps of faith, my beacon of old, take me to great lands.......

the lone wolf

Lonely walks the wolf, never hunts in packs
Never is with all brethren, bearing it lacks
Wanders in woods alone, wades in rivers, one,
howls at the moon louder, but slips away in sun

Lonely stalks the wolf, scouts another hapless prey,
sits low, softly he breathes, snows on the coat grey
Leaps at once, growlin, clenching the teeth hath yellowed
The stags antlers gore the hunter, it knows it has mellowed


Lonely limps the wolf, bleeding , yet he never wails
the snow bears now black blood, the moon high, sails
Left a trail for scavengers who hunt, but never alone
Rivers now wash away the red, the lone wolfs never worn

the tempest and the deep woods

this is about hard times that everyone goes through.......the deep woods n the tempest are metaphors for troubles...... which wont last......we will




This long night is dark, a storm is nigh
I'm lost in woods deep, wanderin 'neath the azure sky
those stars, my only friends are but far away
a tempest blows over, the canvas is covered dark n gray


 The pitter-patter begins, musical then manic
My hum is now no more, for I shudder n panic
I fear what I not see, I tremble from what I hear
The rains quench that forest earth, paradise is not here !!

You owls ! screeching away in glee or sorrow (?)
You wolves hunting me in packs, wait even till 'morrow
You creatures of the dark, may consume me whole....
You unknown ghosts, shades of wandering souls.....


I'm not afraid of ye, for you may break my bone
All may have this earthy offering, on which light shone(once)
What I fear, unseen still, is what shall leave mine
is but me who runs not with me, westward thine !


Yes I travel eastward, I face the poring rain
I travel facing the wind, I bear the searing pain
For there yonder is where the sun shall rise
That bright lands' what I seek, the kingdom wise....


This night maybe dark, the storm maybe strong
Those woods grow only deeper,the path maybe wrong
But I still head east for I still have one friend
HOPE be his name, and I hold him true till the end........

generations

What I took from ye is inspiration
what I shalt give is for years to see,
and talk about, overawed by a legend
towering in presence, that shalt be me !


Obstacles are many, valleys many more
but they shall be dwarfed by a step of mine
and one gaze shall change course of rivers
food to them hungry, gods to that shrine


Hail me ye stargazers ! behold heavens on earth
For today rises a new age, of new blood
that looks far ahead, far beyond horizons
those boundaries created are just slime n mud








He smiles, all knowing, grey after many seasons
the creases, the wrinkles, a mirror of weathers beaten
those eyes, grey they are too, seen storms many
the lands have tilled, crops golden from earth heathen

His smile, unsettles even a giant such as I for,
his comfort knows a knowledge that not knows me
his walk is sagacious, judgement just impeccable
He gives me a talisman, and breaks illusions glee.....


"your spirits soars like winds, but fly like a phoenix
your blood gushes, but rivers in spate starve many
fire brings light, burns faith and is the element alive
The earth maybe steady, when trembles it destroys any


Listen to my call for I saw once what you do see
I felt the rush what you feel, swaggered too
But I bowed to teachers named life and time
Learnt the world, that wisdom now I teach you......

Das Leben ist Kampf

 for the friends of mine....who shall soon chase their greener dreams  [here n elsewhere]....who have achieved what they worked for....who have struggled and yet never lost hope nor faith...


There was a time in my childhood,
when i believed I could fly....
A lil hope, a lil effort I thought i should
make it there n soar high in the sky

As i grew older the world  around grew too
outwards, inwards, with chasms and peak
my path changed but my dream remained true....
my skys still out there, it calls me to seek



Like the angry river in a deathly spate,
the going got tough, them times changed
i bothered nay triviality,luck nor fate....
I was brave......I stood apart and led the high ground


My dreams are still the great blue and white
My wings now is the efoort that'll carry me home
My destination sheens like heavens in a starry night
and then the razen villages shall rise to be rome

of temptations.......

Those eyes, magnificent they are, free like the skies
Captivated, I drew close, maddened and overjoyed,
The prisoner, who escapes and sights motherland....
The silver arrows, rushing to the earth from gray bows....

Those eyes, pools of love, set fire to bare ice
Keep me warm, keep me loved, slightest the gaze
I ask of it its sculpture in stone, living forever,
etched in all hearts, on a pedestal deified

Those eyes, sad they can be, tears but dries
Have i hurt them so ? Am i loved  no more ?
Deep though they are, gray they now be
Like the moon that is luminous but cold in its ease........

Those eyes, they betray, a poison, a sea of lies !
They are two rings of cold fire, a broken lyre
A mermaids song they hummed so sweet,
And left my being, my soul so incomplete.......

A monsoon wedding........

 Weddings have always been among my favorite occasions to attend. The hustle-bustle in weddings starts eons before the actual month of the ceremony. It's fair to say that these occasions are more festive than are official festivals [!!!]....


My bro Aditya is gettin married this June.....somebody who is the epitome of an older brother....calm.... composed.....knowledgeable.....extremely intelligent.....very fraandliee.......and armed with a smile that can evaporate anger like ethyl alcohol left open in a bottle......something thats kinda....unimaginable for us, the pesky younger lot.....for we shall alwys know him only as a dada.......a dude......[a duda is not acceptable].....

Here's my tribute to my dada and my bowdi......whom i greet with my zany smile......[remeber....I'm the all important pesky bratty brother in law....I'm very important]

here we go....another painful poetry that blows my head away



Come my friends,lend ears, hear my call
Grace this occasion, come one and all.
For two lives shall now be lived one...
Heavens shower n bless em both, chariots of sun


Raindrops shall pat the earth, a musical hum
We'll wring in all freshness, the joy We'll sum
The land of wisdom does call us close
Celebration of two lives does bind us close

The bride blushes red n deep as the rose bloom
For she knows her heart,bonded yet,soars o'er the moon
Bonded to a man who shall treasure her above all,
Who shall keep sacred her happiness, however small


Come my friends, loudly let us lend cheer
For theres no good time nor place than here
The elders shall bless them good health, 
a good life of happiness and everlasting health

The times, they said they are to change,
A generation shall pass values, roles , their range
But ideals have always been held aloft,
a crown and bonds have been the jewels craft

Come my friends, let us now celebrate
A relation that wast etched on stone, in fate
Them couple has a heart thats bigger than the sea
Let us celebrate together ADITYA and RIMI

a time gone by.....a friendship that stayed

my take on the simon and garfunkel's song...."old friends"



i remember the time we first met,
twas wen we were little,greeted hi !
we hit it off presto n pronto,
became friends,nay hassles nor fret

we'd be different as a mountain and field,
faiths were too,so were the gods
but walls weren't made by us,nor judged
we'd be happy as friends,the others shield

i remember the time we skipped our work,
at once, again, those sheepish smiles,
the punishment even was shared so even,
those times we'd bear them all,grin n smirk

you'd challenge the boundaries of system
i'd examine them system of boundaries
opinions ours were different rather,
we valued each others' and ours by them

i remember them battles,squabbles and fights
against one another,and or other
the beatings we gave and got back in full
them black eyes,sore faces,living daylights

there were times of joy, times of strife
taken in our stride were gorges of doom
we cheered the other and pushed them too
thus was freshness , thus was that life

but time was the nomad and mind became free
we chose our paths different they were,
but the rock that was ours was unweathered
though time grew around us,green was mindtree

then one day i realised so ever late,
that we really had grown apart and into
different moulds and different shoes
paths were no longer the same,nor the fate

you had to fly away, find your fate
an eagles soar, a path of your own
the world was not big enough us to lose
them stars had to be ours,happiness great

years passed we grew in our years
we grew in wisdom, and prosperity
little to complain, little to complete
stuff of legends we art that one hears

suddenly we spotted the other,stared dismay
we saw not prosperity nor wealth
we saw not balding gray nor greying health
we saw childhood friends, world did sway

a wave of joy erupted, ecstasy of old years
years gone by in innocence,in peace
and we became them children again
we shed all inhibition and shed our fears

it was not terribly strange to be old,wizened
for we were not our age, were of the past
once again we laughed like children
once again above this race,life had risen

hobbies are something which we cultivate during years of our complan breakfasts.....[growing up :-|....i know i havent lost that jhakaas sense of humor].parents ,at one point of our lives, did worry about the extra curricular activities which we showed inclination towards.it was noteworthy because they refleced our strengths [communication....leadership kills....] or weaknesses [inability to play as a team member....]....be it sports...public speaking or collecting stamps....hobbies alwyas have been an integral part of growing up....

interestingly i had the most unique of hobbies....

WRITING TRASH..........[and thus disappointing people expectin sonatas and awwsum literary pieces from my pieces].....



i wud like to demonstrate-

theres a website i stumbled upon....it provides lyrics for songs....also translations of popular hindi numbers

my devilish mind cudn't help but check out the translations of the true legend himess bhai's latest jingle which made us jangle...it was unavailable....sheesh wat a disappointment !!!

and thus i decided to act using my true talent....

mind's radio let it play a bit
forgetting sorrow live youa bit
tune some new station
Fultoo attitude you give a bit

broken heart !!! wat happened ????
wat has happened has happened !!


forget by singin some forgotten songs [!!!!!!!!]
as the rhythm changes....hang on it .....

Fultoo attitud.......



broken heart !!! wat happened ????
wat has happened has happened !!


Bhoole bisre geet ga ke bhool ja
Badala jo rhythm uspe jhool ja


forget by singin some forgotten songs [!!!!!!!!]
as the rhythm changes....hang on it .....

wat shall happen or not happen.....
leave it on the one above
today in that now live your life a bit....
you have the support of the voice of the sky [yessss.....its real !!]

stop crying on wat u got or did not get.....
did not get.....

ur band as it played openly together sing.......
pain becomes medicine is lifes fundamental....










i have bloggers block.....

the agony so sweet

well....i haven't written for some time now.....i have been suffering my friends....an affliction that sweeps the ground beneath our feet....the agony is sweet.....yet the pain is indescribable.....i could only pen my feelings.....[or type it if u please....]

She calls out my name, sweetly does smile

I'm floored, amazed, a child without a guile !!

She holds her hand out for me to hold

teases me, puts it back,knows I'm not bold....

Giggles, laughs in peals, can mirth be sweeter ?

I laugh along, my match I have met in her

She'll be mine someday, myself I console

Sitting bull cannot move that totem pole !!

She is brighter than brightest of all sunshine....

Her warmth soothes more than that moonshine....

She maybe delicate than the softest of flowers

but shes stronger than them divine powers

I see that word that I'd cling my dear life onto

Slips away from my hands !! water not clenching onto

I see two eyes, two pools of love, they shine

Close them....and flies away life, sanity of mine

That delicate gaze pierces like arrow my armor

Leaving me none, neither victory nor fervor

I dare th not lie, for her heart is all that I want

She knows mine beats for her, rejection forever haunt

You wonder in amazement, secret in your glee

In love with a wonder is dear old ZANY !!!!!

The answer my friend lies in these eyes......

ZaNy shall once again give a surprise !!!!

A maiden is not of whom I speak of so....

I laugh watery eyes, roll over and bo.....[bow !!! if u may]

I now break the mundane, unravel the mystery

Whom I romance is herself....LADY POETRY !!!!

Love my friend is a disease ever so sweet

Disease I suffer has crumbled my feet....

WHAT I RELATE NEXT SHALL SURELY SHOCK

ZaNy is actually suffering from BLOGGER'S BLOCK !!!!!!!!

sitting bull can't move a totem pole !!!! seriously.........

......thus spake zany......thus maddened zany......thus guffawed zany............

khaali thoughts

well....tis my birthday today [dhan ta nan !!!!.....go on....celebrate....ur future king is happy today.....]....and when the clock struck two or sumthing like that.......[coz at twelve.......i got a thrashing at the hands of my dear dostaa....read beer-ritz-deep.....and pv called from mumbai....atop the water tank...from where he roars MUMBAI KA KING KAUN ??!!....but thats not the point......ur getting diverted].........yeah when the clock struck two....i realised that i was incapable of sleeping at all today.......

was i turning cherubic and exuberant like a child on his/her birthday ??? was it retrogressive metamorphosis then ??

[believe me i think much deeper......today was an off day....]

slowly as sleep did get seduced i realised that i was in a situation which cannot be described....a situation where the mind drowns all that is worldy and inane.......and poetry is created....

[dhan te nan !!!!!!!!!!]

todays the day i'd live all my life in,

todays the day i see no strife in...

im a new man today, a year older

none the wiser, happy birthday ZANY....

today i'm a man of ocean wisdom

today i live and rule in a just kingdom

angels and demons sing of truth alike

all fear shall be killed, mind's pike

i'm a new man today, a year older

none the wiser, happy birthday ZANY...

birth shall not decide u of a purer bod

i shall not be the child of a lesser god..

what is pure shall not be held aloft white,

the black shall not be deceitful,trifle or trite

i'm a new man today, a year older

none the wiser, happy birthday ZANY...

ideals and principles shall lofty again,

truthful shall seek truth no gain,

the tinkling of gold shall not move me fast

my honour in paper rolls shall not be cast

i'm a new man today, a year older

none the wiser, happy birthday ZANY...

where perfection shall be truth, also my dreams will

where fear shall be of fear itself, none other nil

hardwork shall be the only weapon, reason the shield

golden shall be that crop of the earthy golden field

my heart shall cry out then....

shed tears of joy......crying.......

i'm a new man today, a year older

none the wiser, happy birthday ZANY...

--so said ZaNy--