About Me

Bangaluru, India
As a shadow is cast overhead I rejoice in the coming of the gloom Lifting my eyes to view what, to me, is beauty I decipher what is read in the cloud The verse is shouting out and ringing in my ears the claps of thunder. Kneeling in the rainfall, I let my tears wash away.Wind's whispers beckoning me to the end of this mortality. Inhaling the sweet scent of the approaching Armageddon. Elation is overwhelming. The way to the end of this walk is dim, but somehow I find it, better than the walk itself. As now my hands and knees are bruised from the thorns that laid on the way that I treaded to reach this far Every beat of my heart is a death-toll chiming in a mind As chimes grow stronger the earth shudders in the anarchy of ruthlessness My final lament is a requiem to the Gods of Darkness All deep contempt is a blasphemous sacrilege to Salvation ......Salvation form of being unbound from this mortal feeling of true emotions , which is so easily faked

Saturday, October 31, 2009

Blue .... My Life




Blue is the color of the blood in my veins
Poisoned by the stress and monotony
Blue is the screen that I gaze upon
For all day long to exchange my breaths for pay

Blue is the color of the sky that I look up to
And in the early morning light
After a silent peaceful night, you took my heart away
And I grieve wrapping myself with a blue night

In my dreams I can see you
Wearing the dress that had so many flowers in blue
In my dreams I keep holding you
And it feels so real and your love seems so true

Somehow I knew you could never stay
Somehow I knew you would leave me
I wished you could have stayed
And not made my tears iced and blue

The long spring afternoons blossomed
With the flowers so blue
Birds made their way back to home
As the sun set in the blue sea

I saw the boy next door dead and his lips are blue
They hid the poisonous snakes in them
Who had venoms that were made by men
Who make medicines to save me and you

Blue is the color of love torn apart
Blue is the color of dreams broken to pieces
Blue is the color of disappointment in a teenagers heart
Blue is the color of the bravest mask of a scared heart

Somehow I knew you would leave me this way
Somehow I knew you could never stay
So love is red and not blue
But when love fails the heart bleeds till it's blue


.... Saptarshi

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