about curves and shadows

Since innumerable times I have been.
Innumerable thoughts I have seen.
Innumerable stars fall.
Innumerable soul's flight.
Innumerable minds about to rise.
With them all,
Innumerable time I rise and fall.
Innumerable dreams,
of happiness and of grief.
Innumerable men with
Innumerable meanings, throwing
Innumerable shadows on me.
Yet for Innumerable times.
In the dark of the night.
I spread the light;
I will spread the light.

road ahead

there would be more waiting;
there would be more storms;
there would be more bad days,
but there is no remorse.

the rains are about to come,
the skies have turned darker,
the lightning has struck again,
but this fire will not die.

the roads have all ditched,
the bridges all broken,
the shoes too gave way,
but my feet will move on.

some friends became foes,
some foes became friends,
some are about to change,
but I remain the same.


i am not running fast,
i am not dreaming either,
i am not praying to God,
i am just walking past,
another milestone.

Anymore

At times when I am alone,
why my eyes look for you
in this crowd unknown?

Now that you don't want
me anymore, you overcame
your scores on shoulders mine.

I may not answer how, but
in my dreams you come even more.
How can you laugh at my
wet eyes? Fool I am,
thought you came for a hug.

In your heart you may think
I love no more.
No honey! I only love you ever more.
Its just maybe I don't want you anymore.

'AFTERMATH'........to begin

Adroit- you 'Neither 'Either though,
Uncouth you took what 'Errand though,
Nonsense! what a 'Loony you though.
Take me to 'Apogee of your thoughts.
Yobbish all 'Murk in your eyes.
Jeopardy-another 'ice word
Ineffable I, 'Doubtfully describe self.
But I See What Ascetic Life
yes, just pieces of broken glass again...

Paroxysm

Pacified you think you are?
Hey! pal then be not again,
peep at what history has on my face.

Lets sing our paeans of joy.
Lets ride our palominos to triumph.
And let all paparazzo's make a run for.

Yes! though this is not panacea of life.
But yet not to remorse to this paradox.
They may describe us paranoia.
But yet we'll put panoplous ends.

Hey! pal live it whole.
may be not become some parvenu tomorrow.
Well nor have paucity of any kind.
Pauper they may think we are.
Correct! they be but yet pacified we are.