Dreams

A dreamer I am,amidst reality blues,
I dream of rainbows under sunset hues.
On dreams I walk,on dreams I stumble,
Reality braces me,yet dreams I fumble.
I can walk on pebbles with head on clouds,
Imagine wordsworth when tedium shouts.
I dream the happy behind awry ending.
As ties do break,if we forget the mending.
I could lie on grass and search all day,
The doodles on clouds that float away.
Have you noticed ever,or find it insane,
To watch raindrops race on a window pane?
Dreams are torrents on nights that are bland,
The glitter a butterfly leaves on your hand!
The ticking watch in your deepest sleep...
Wild flowers adhering to a mountain steep.
They are colours hidden in all gray things.
You dare the plunge,they give you wings.
Its dance to a crippled and life to a dead,
In a cup full of sense,its a spoonful of mad!
The wishes bizarre,thoughts that amuse,
So they are my violets,amidst reality blues!
-dp

 

Infatuation

So yes,she was smitten,
by a man he had been,
He choked the lad at leisure,
yet,somehow,she had seen
She had seen through the stained glass
Of gory brown and green,
That he painted at leisure to,
quash what he'd been.

Nitty Gritty

You call it strange,but it just might not be,
For who knows whats real,what lies,what we see!
A fortune spent on a house you nev'r loved,
Yet the crippled beggar gets a last penny!

Our needs incline with decked desires
Of tastes refined and agony of the bland,
But why then I find the happiest child
Running down the lane,with a popsicle in hand!

Why then we rejoice and simply make merry
At the ritzy sights of fireworks afar,
Yet the untold,unheard wish always saved
For that one silhouette of a shooting star!

You think its a world,waits to be won
Fortune a treasure,you'd forever hold tight?
If so tell me,why a dying man yearns
For some mere beloved's last fleeting sight!

We walk on a moon and gape at planets
And bask in a glory,how weary are we!
Yet we parrade towards an awaiting twilight
A master puppeteer,whoever is He.

Living in a box of glass and mist
We think its a malady,its in control,
Yet a vast magnificient vale,awaits out there,
Landscapes in teal,and breathing charcoal!

Of faiths and hopes,so much we ponder
O'er death and pride,and conquered mile!
Yet all we ever need to be happy...
A travelling bag and an infectious smile!
-dp

Happiness Impromptu

Its just the moment,

Beyond it all bare

Why fear the unseen,

Obnoxious,why care?

Slips the sand handful

However much you try

The dew never came home

To the mist,or the eye.

Delusional poetry

Deceptional tales,

Of cords that can't be broken

And love that never fails.

Life of decades,yet

Plans of a lifetime!

Some go to the dust

Some moistened to grime.

Yet they rock with regrets

At the verge of tide

Evade smaller paradise,as

Greater pains they cried.

A pinch of despair

That distastes a smile

Why let a foostep

Cloud any mile?

Take the hand abruptly

Lets be tactless of a kind

Be the one you long to,

You don't tell,I don't mind

Frugal words of misery

Inanimate pangs of sorrow

Lock them impromptu

Come with me to-morrow!

Me And Her

I live with her,in flesh and blood
A body,one heart that beats,
Yet she's got a mind of her own
Dark sides and separate streets.

She screams from mirrors,torments me,
Makes faces at my life,
Jeers at rules I mean to trace
Bleeds me with abstrused knife.

Her spirits outshine a million sun,yet
She'd rather inflame me!
And catechise my brains insane,with
"What of you will be"?

Ironic,but it numbs my thoughts
For she's wild as wilderness goes
And as she thrives in a twisted maze
I languish in a box of woes!

She oozes in my midnight ink,
And makes her presence felt,
Lives in my flesh and blood,but yet
Cognised the moments she dwelt.
-dp

Me Amore!

She stood infront of the old cupboard,
So defenseless and vulnerable
To the lingering scent of the one she loved
Diving in memories of which she was robbed
And inhaled the poison insatiable.

Half closed her eyes floated on the colours,
From behind a thick veil of tears,
She could feel the intoxicating touch
Which now was a futile never-ending search
And a dead bylane to her fears.

Oh he was never coming back,she knew,
But,the scent into her soul it blew
And she,like a teetotaller with a first drink
With every moment her sanity did sink
And she clutched to her fable,now going askew.

How he called her name in his vague accent,
Entwined her tiny wrist in his huge hand
And pulled her close and whispered low,
The violins playing,their dance so slow..
Now shattered pieces,too late to mend.

She clung to the sleeves of his overcoat
Trying to feel a rythm she knew so well,
For evermore now its a lonely street
A heart too heavy,too pained to beat.
Yet chiming a fairytale which was her's to tell.

Love,she smiled,a cruel candid massacre,
A chain reaction,an obsession gone way too far,
You think you'ld keep within limits and lined
Yet it prefers a stroll fatally undefined,
One moment,eternal,yet another its a falling star.
-dp

Come With Your Shades

Come with your shades,don't worry
For I know people come in shades.
A never ending blend of hues
Beyond the blacks and whites
that they preached you about
Crushing the don'ts
Beyond the do's.

Come with your shades,for I dont judge
For i know that colours do fade
For I rebel each day with a world so perfect
For the flawed strokes in which I was made

They might tell you black is all thats defined
And white the blissfull,the pure and wise
And greys never were for they died in the deep
Unnamed,unsung,a sad demise.
They might try to paint you,in shades they remember
For long ago they've forgotten all rest
Lived a long life wiping off the strokes
That crossed the lines,or dawned a quest.

Come with your shades for I know they are
The very root of the bequest you carry
Faded or marred,or a little amiss
They still are your soul that never is weary.
They still define your spirit alive,
The wind beneath your wings that soar
Your colours of you that outshine the mundane
Show them it won't die,however much they abhor.

Come with your shades for its all you are
Everything else a delusion,a lie
For not everyone were to run in a race
Some like you were born to fly.
Come with your shades for I believe
A little colour you should leave behind
Then amidst arrays of blacks and white
That one uncanny stroke,of you will remind.

 

ode to a new day

it will always be a new day
till you're ready to walk another mile
it will always be a new day
till you can put your face to the sun,and smile.
it will always be a new day
till you can put off your shoes,and dance in the rain
it will always be a new day
if you can feel the thirst of a traveller,when whistles a train

it will always be a new day
if you read the last page of a good book slowly
lest it ends...
it will always be a new day
if you follow your heart,no matter what life demands.
it will always be a new day
till a perfect moment is all you care
a fine evening below the moon
not a word spoken,yet so much you share

a new day will it always be
if you envision the sunlight,when the tunnel gets rough
it will always be a new day
if he broke your fragile heart,yet you believe in love!
success fades and failures greet
yet a leap of faith is all that you need
to keep the heart beating in rhyme
and to celebrate this life with a glass of wine.