Its cold .. ask the snow to fall
Take a walk into the forest so tall
look up and watch the sky peek
look ahead find the road you seek
Its cold, a blanket could be nice
but don't you think a fire would be wise
heartfelt warmth could be like brandy
So cold, time to make Christmas candy

At night the wind blows to sting
daytime, sunshine flows to sing
would u mind knitting a sweater
or make your freezing fingers
write the lost friend a warm letter

Its cold, I could use a steaming cup
oh please chilly mornings, dun wake me up
stuffed under the wool , I seem layers away
after all Its cold,
ah! I love an ice cold day :)

Clay

There comes a time when we wonder how
the clay has begun to harden now
Under the piles of paper and official ink
you no more want your room to be pink
looking around now its getting harder to mix
whom do you amuse with your college tricks
each day the pressure climbs your head
Going wild gives way to calm instead
Friends become a priceless treat
once in a blue moon if ever they meet
Random and impulse seem going away
now planning each time each word you say
You wonder why you feel so grown
as if it was a choice but not your own
sitting at your desk no time to play
all you have is the hardening clay..

Mr Silk and his Silky affair

A drop of water dripping meekly
there lies the unopened weekly
Oh the cat drank away all the milk
is this the rugged house of Mr Silk?

how the rickety floor can make you stumble
on top his missus won't stop the mumble
Sit on the chair ...careful,U might fall
The rugged house of Mr Silk after all

Mr silk and life not a very silky affair
he was a man of Pomp and flare
when young his blood would boil
with passionate instinct
how unfortunate his fate had planned
with distinct
Mr silk still dreams all day of making it big
His missus knew he only ate.. ah yes! like a pig.

Mr silk would scan the news for news
He would go to the bar
and drink to his point of views.
Mr silk had in mind he would be boss
someday
but of what?.. plenty of time to think
he'll start One day.

Mr silk got wrinkles, he left his prime
his silky theories hadn't left him a dime.
yet the man went to the bar
to tell his mates how he's done so far
How he,Mr silk someday would be an Underdog Star.

His son,Muffin, growing into a petty thief
But Mr silk ignored,to his missus's grief
Muffin once gave Mr silk a tie
Next day the neighbour stared at his neck
Mr silk couldn't understand why!

Missus silk was the wife since her teens
she had believed he would keep her gay
dreamt her life to be silky by all means
But the tiny den was all he could muster
Missus silk now wore clothes fit to be a duster

Mr silk is planning to visit the charity ball tonight
to discuss with the mayor his plans so tall and bright
making people wonder if he'll live through this fall
talking of Mr silk after all..

When the walls collapse
and the dungeons call
maybe its just you
who can change it all
If it hurts to break
what a big mistake
maybe its just you
who needs to stop being fake
If they treat you low
and its a real bad show
maybe its just you
who has the truth to know
Maybe its you who can set it all right
maybe its in you where you need to fight
maybe no one sees the darkness around
maybe its just you ...
who keeps putting off the light

She lay so still under the dreamy satin
She could hear the air breathing for her
The only thought written under her eyes
brittle ,making her float into shallow slumber.
She is the night protecting the enlightened hour
Yet the moonlight awaits her shimmery silver glower
But tonight she is slipping into a dreamy satin arm
Tonight she surrendered to a darker charm..
Let the moon look, dim the shining stars
Tell the heavens, she has slipped beneath satin
She has ceased to use her powers...

What colour Wrapper on your gift box?

In a distant light I see a yellow gift box..
with a red ribbon
with a card
with a smile...
It's glowing in the sunshine.. but there is a distance between us...of time.

Uncertainty wrapped in the colours of philosophy is given to each one of us in ways of dreams, pictures, of goals, in forms of tried and tested belief
and it is for that one yellow gift box that we are always asked to give way to new beginnings, to forget the gifts that remained unopened in the past and turn towards the new, the waiting.

Always told.. 'everything happens for the best'... but no one knows what 'best' is... or does 'best' even exist?
is it not that as we move on, we learn to cherish and respect what we get and adapt. Maybe it is 'adaptation' that was shown to us as being the 'best'...
Maybe 'adaptation' is the 'yellow gift box'.

Nobody will ever know what lies ahead, nobody... all the predictions and the assurances are given on the basis of what happened in the past, time and again,the basis- what usually always happened.., hence it isn't important that if someone found the yellow gift box each time in their future... we to have to find it in ours. No!

Be ready for a red , a blue , or even a black gift box... maybe this time things will happen differently... maybe this time the 'usual' won't be...

It takes lots of courage and strength to see change. Even if a thousand verses are written & sung since centuries praying for change, yet in the heart of hearts It is only the yellow gift box being wished for ... once again just the same yellow gift box.

And even If I do cover the distance of time and find myself a pretty pink gift box instead...Surely a hypocritical philosopher would pop up and sing..
"Oh!The Pretty pink Gift Box we always knew of
Ah! the yellow one was just a jinx
The old times never go wrong
We made you wish for the yellow gift box
But in the end the best colour be Pretty Pink !

Within the Red Brick walls

I stood outside the red brick wall that was high
looking at the gate, I had heard stories that were knitted inside.
Very soon I would be a new ball of yarn
very soon I would be unwound and rolled
across the red brick wall that was high.So here I was finally inside the gate
My unsure eyes needed assurance beside
never had I let myself take on to the world
but I heard this is where wings get unfurled.
Further I went .. further inside what the red brick walls contained
Far inside I found a small key to the long awaiting trail....
one by one picking on the clues laid on the way I,
found more than one door to the treasure
that the red brick walls seemed to hold.With a pounding heart I peeped inside each door
behind each I struck small mounds of precious gold.
Inside those red brick walls I found gold promising to
laugh along with me even in the times of rust
Inside those high red brick walls I found gold pledging to
teach me the difference between diamonds and dust
Inside those brick walls I found gold assuring me returns higher than anything one could ever give
Those red brick walls changed the directions of my future
I thought I would live...
Ran a thousand miles in the corridors with
so many reasons to smile
Sat on the grass to share little thoughts every once in a while.
Jumped up the stairs hearing any frantic calling
The red brick walls had made us fearless of
falling...
In this little speck of time the red brick walls gifted me lessons to keep
from an uncertain shiver...I became the girl with beliefs so deep..
All this while never realized it would be over so soon
Thinking We'll see each other after every restless month of June
Alas! Indeed it is time to come out of the red brick walls
Its time to show the world Why they are so high.
Why those walls so humble yet so tall!

Say yes....

Say yes... and the little child will stop howling

Say yes... your teenager will stop scowling

Say yes...the daughter won't go against wishes

Say yes...your son would learn better .. even helping mommy with the dishes

Say yes ...and you keep your lover till the end

Say yes... and you never need to fake and pretend

say yes...just for their sake...even if to keep your friend's heart

Say yes...jump into a splendid start

Say yes...Your boss would one day get bored and let you breathe

Say yes...Your jealous neighbour would stop giving the gossips any heed

Say yes...your son will still cherish your 'nays'

Say yes... that daughter will dote over you in return for her lovely days

Say yes... your lover would be old but still under the power of that one 'aye'

Say yes... and your tiny grandson will know the oldie doesn't by fluke has hair so grey

Say yes... and "Yes" Life would keep saying "Yes" to you...

And just once say "NO"... All the dreams above would come crashing down
"Oh No!" :O :P

In solitude longing for all that could never be ours

in solitude as the seconds creep and crawl into hours..

it is in solitude when we jump into the depth of our darkest hollow... in the restless solitude...

as we tend to forget the word 'tommorrow"

I think my mind out when the silence sits with me in solitude

as the lights of the stars flicker as if to mock my insanity

looking out of the window, its a ghosts world or is it just me against humanity

yesterday was bright , daytime shone in its wakefulness

I see it in slumber now, dreaming in solitude... of the word "tommorrow" ....

a whirlpool of desires washing up the veins

in solitude , we become like the horse without the reins

whisper in my eyes the colours you wish to see now

I know you want the picture painted before its "tommorow"

do you still wish to cry in solitude

tell me how many times would you like to drown

isn't it time u let go the solitude

and allow it to find its way into "tommorow"...leave it now .. leave it alone..

I wish you were mine coz then I have a plan
how amazing life would be, yeah! I have a brilliant plan
I would see you each day... we would watch the sun turn shy
with all the dreamy colors we would paint rainbows on the sky
Would you like to go dip in the river, or else I got plan B
With honey, bread and a kiss we could just lie under the tree
I never knew I wished u to be mine...
just a moment ago I felt this feeling so divine
Love is like a whiff of air .. its gone before you can touch
Time's running away so fast.. I wish I could love you so much
I've been there before.. even then I had got a plan
but with you...I wish i could have you forever.. as much as I can..
but even if we never meet...the love in my treasure I'll keep
and then if someday u come by looking for our plan...
dig into my heart.. way down... very deep.