wildrose

Walls around me are breaking Path to my dream is less sturdy I can see the door to my freedom Darkness around me is disappearing Yes, its the ray of my hope which is gleaming It is getting brighter like the morning star A hope that my feeble voice will one become strong And my unspoken words will be mightily proclaimed Little did I know that my lamp was shining My lamp of wish and dream and ecstasy It was kept behind the wall, darkness overwhelmed it Now, my lamp of life lits up with endless hope It will not snuff off, will shine against the wind My destiny is clear, I can see the light Castles are made and my wings are growing Though miles to go, will reach because I am decided..

Mate! Do you remember the promises and vows we took? When we felt that our paths are heading to the same destination… When there was no ray of hope for our future But only hurdles in every path that we took.. Now that fate made you to take another path.. No more the comforting touch of your hand.. Or assuring presence during the weary journey and Your absence makes my voyage tough and forlorn A well wish, silent prayer, a quick note or a smile That’s all I expect from you when you think about me.. They say expectations always disappoint one, and It seems to be true when your silence seems to be eternal.

Peace…Peace…only word repetitively heard.. Peace in the west and peace in the east.. Lo! It’s now become a parade of mockery! It’s nothing but selfishness and pride taking the form of pacts. Ah! That flower is now withered and perished.. It was then full bloomed and pride of that garden.. It was significant in its color and fragrance.. Alas! It was plucked from its stem and crushed on the ground.. What did the evil doers gain? fame, wealth or peace? That flower sacrificed for peace and perhaps no trace at all But oh that sight of the flower…its fragrance… Can anybody ever wipe it from our hearts and minds….?

Wishes and thoughts from deep inside my heart.. To my friend who was once a stranger To my unseen pal, but very close to my heart.. I can only wish him the best and always.. When rain pours and thunders roll When there are only black clouds all around.. Remember, there is a sunshine after rain And lo...a rainbow in one end of the dark sky.. Did you grow weary trekking lengthy mountains? Does the road seem tougher as each step you take? Sigh, there are valleys after mountains And distances are not always the same ..

My Alabaster jar is empty.. And wine glasses are not filled.. Time for my beloved to reach What shall I greet him with? Let me fill my alabaster jar with my tears? Will you sit close to me and whisper? Can I wash your feet with my hand? Won't you lift me up and cover me with your arms? And my alabaster jar is over flowing now... Wine jars are full...my face is brightened.. Your presence..thats all I long for.. Your breath on me..thats what brightens me..

Waiting and pondering every sunrise To experience a miracle in my life.. To know how unexpected can happen.. Oh! my brains cannot fathom how it take place.. As I took a deep sigh I saw the first miracle.. Wont this air get exhausted and from Where is the never ending source.. Who directs the sun and the moon? And who designed the amazing starry sky? Who blooms the rose bud and touched it with fragrance? Who draw the paths of the bees and the flies? Tiny sparrows ,wood peckers and pigeons Who satisfies whenever hunger strikes them? And coded their language and framed sweet melodies? Who teaches the new born baby to cry? How does man gain wisdom and knowledge? Why does he cry of immense joy and laugh at others sorrows? Why is he different from his own brother? And why are all these called miracles?

When every sandstorm blows, I fear the foot prints you left will be covered off... On the fall of every raindrop, I doubt whether your tears will be washed away.. Each time the earth shakes, I sigh thinking the place where we sat together will vanish.. When life becomes hectic, I wonder whether I will be able to place your footstamps among million others... Still gazing at your footmarks, you left in my heart.. And my heart refusing to enjoy the rain, the showers and the dew... Realizing that the steps you left behind was on stony tablets.. Not man, the rain, or the tremors can ever wipe out.. Your scars from my heart....