Poor Old Sod!

FROM COROLLA TO CRUST

 

It’s the summer of my life, and the petals bloomed vivid and radiant

Animated was the world, and the dears galloped near the clear stream

The sunshine illuminated the path I treaded on

And the smile spread across my face as my life shined.

 

Now, the cold zephyr blew across my face

And the leaves fell down, and the twilight set a bit too early

The radiance of my life, felt like it was eroding away

As, now I stood in a park, waving my childhood that day.

 

And now, the breeze turned into a storm

Bringing in hail and snow, it seemed I had lost hope

My vivid image of blunt innocence faded away

As now, the winter of life had set through.

 

Desperate and distraught as my life phased ahead

I became conscious of the preaching of God

That life is a cycle with spokes of old and new

And, the wheel turns eternally, with no relief for you old sod.

 

 

 

So, I made peace with the wailing kid and bear my heart for the truth somewhere inside

As, now the storm in me has calmed because I grew up and became wise

Nothing is permanent and immortal in this realm of illusionary truth

As the grey veil of death was actually the source of the rebirth in a new form.

As the transition of season from warm summer to chilling winters takes place, our life also shows transition from sunshine to damped.

 

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The Night Of Summer

Sitting on the sand and glaring on the sun
As, it turned from its youthful yellow to age old crimson
And, its fury turning to calmness and love
I felt cold beneath, somewhere deep inside this heart.

I, pinched myself again
To see, if still feels
The numbing voices of the sacks of meat
And, the rushing monster of steel.

My heart, sunk itself in the ocean
To find the pearl of truth
And, to perceive the hidden secrets of almighty
Hence, discovering the age old truth.

As, the sun kissed the ocean
And, the light for one last time of the day, I still wonder
“Is it better to be a preacher, and dictate the fragmented and fragile lie
Or, be a monk, and walk on the way of truth which I designed.

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The Pluviophile Soul

 

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Tell Me O’ Rain

Is it the lust of the heaven
Or the thirst of the earth
Why do you fall O’ rain!

Is it man kneeled to see you fall
On a parched land where the sun struck hard
Or, is it my lover’s dry lips, twisted in love.

You fall to moist
Do you fall,
Just to tease my heart

With broken strings and a lost bow
Like a violin ripped apart
What is your purpose O’ dear!

To fall and to watch me burn
Or to heal me through casting me in flames
Of love, agony and pain,

Tell Me O’ Rain.

 

Rain is just like something that revives and beautifies our soul as well as our mind. I think nature knows correctly how to kindle up the soul with the use of darkness.

Au Revoir!

Caffeine to Coffin!

Ring……………!!!!

” Who the fuck calls at 2 AM”- She said

” Hello…. . You blithering Idiot have you seen the time it’s 2 AM in the morning”- The man shouted

” I am sorry dear! I disturbed your sleep. I just wanted to tell you……

And the phone smashed on the other end

Wanna know who was at the receiving end of this raging venom.

A Old and Grey woman who was his Mother.

His boy slept deep after the call!

Till the phone rang in 8 in the morning.

” Mr. Verma is it?”- Said an authoritative voice a bit cold with the frost

“Yes Sir”- Squeaked Mr. Verma

” I am sorry to inform you but your mother passed away 2 A.M in the night”- Said the gentleman

” Oh! I thought you were talking from the insurance, See I am a bit stuck here. So would you dispose her”- Said a “son”

The call disconnected…………………………………………………….

Moral- There is no moral.

 

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Come Back Chester Bennington!!

“I tried so hard and got so far”

“In the End”

“It doesn’t even matter”

“I had to fall to loose it all”

“But in the end it doesn’t even matter”

 

I heard these words first when I was fighting my way to the light in this world of darkness. They shook me from the core. Yes! Music has that strength to stir your soul deep and brew the storms of emotions that flow out of your eyes.

 

Chester had that voice and spirit that blew me away and gave me strength. I know it’s too late to write his obituary but today my heart screamed to heaven to bring him back! So I just blew my lid off.

 

Come back Chester! This world needs you. I need you!.

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Hit my soul

Kiss of Bliss

 

Grey and dark they floated up the hills

vapours and smoke dark as night sweet

filled with the wine so aromatic and sweet

stolen from the cellars of paradise it seemed

 

It thundered its presence to the heaven

and to the mortals in the ground

as it dripped and streamed the pearls of joy

fulfilling the wishes of the earth after her long cry

 

So, I stand witnessing this mystical romance

As the poetic lover bathes her beautiful lass

Both naked and drawn in love

For their bodies might be different

But their souls were one

 

Dehradun is heaven. I t has not stopped raining since the last 48 hours. Dark and grim all day. Well i guess darkness guides my soul.

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Chains of Life

Chains of Life

 

I was born breaking the chains

of the warm palace of my mother’s heart

Only to be chained again in the dark dungeons

of, the castle of glass called life

 

The castle of glass so fragile and weak

all it takes is a blow of the truth

to shatter it’s false might

But Alas! The prisoners of the castle

were the guards standing by

 

So, I ease myself into these chains

Which are now the part of my life

And, my soul is now frozen too cold to melt

By the fires of motivation and desire

 

Too dark and deep. Well so is life , you and me. We all fake that smile on our faces when our soul cries from inside shredded into bits and pieces.

 

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Her Birthday!

It’s her birthday, as she blows those candles off

But what about my soul

It’s fire was frozen

by the breath of your heart which broke with mine

And now all remains is a castle of glass

with cracks waiting to rumble into sand anyday

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I know ! I know!.”No Siddharth!, you bitch! how much time do you need to get over her”

Well we boys do hide our scars really well. But our scars are for life and No not even Samwell Tarly can treat them. I do bleed out of these wounds and spill the blood all over my write. Gory! Isn’t it. Well yeah.

So, back to her birthday. She turns 21 tomorrow. Being in the same class everyday I have to see her face and you can understand the pain. But she’s gonna be prettier tommorow and  beauty of your ex is directly proportional to the blood’s boiling temperature. I don’t miss her body but it’s difficult to give away a part which was once yours.

Well! I will wish her tomorrow.  Any suggestions on how to do it ?

Prep time is on.

Back in Doon!

Yeah! The solace of the summer ends now guys. Back to Dehradun now. Day in and day out of work and fun now. Engineering is kinda like that nosy girlfriend that is worth the world but annoys you constantly with her bitchy attitude (Sorry Feminazis!). It’s pouring here and I feel i love the rain and petrichor more than the Earth craves for it. Chai, Pakode and just sitting beside the window peeping out of the window as the tiny droplets of wine extinguishes your anguishes and fears and freshens you up again!.

” Aur Dehradun ki Baarish bhii suhani hoti”

Living just 50 km from “The queen of hills” Mussoorie I guess I will be off as soon I write this blog for ya friends.

To be honest i would like to skip our conversation as i don’t have words to describe this experience. Something are better left unsaid. Just let it chill you with her eternal peace and cool.Blog

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Shout out to my followers!!

I embarked on this journey which turned into my obsession and now your love and support has turned the seed into the fruit. I know it’s no great achievement having 50 followers , but you have been a family through my highs and lows. I came across some amazing people out here and some really talented ones. I extend my heartfelt thanks and hugs to all of you who followed my Blog. You guys are fam!.

Love to each and every one of you. Keep the love forever. May God Bless you all.

 

See you soon folks.

 

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