The love as it is!

He did not wear his scarlet coat,
For blood and wine are red,
And blood and wine were on his hands
When they found him with the dead,
The poor dead woman whom he loved,
And murdered in her bed.
Yet each man kills the thing he loves
By each let this be heard,
Some do it with a bitter look,
Some with a flattering word,
The coward does it with a kiss,
The brave man with a sword!
Some kill their love when they are young,
And some when they are old;
Some strangle with the hands of Lust,
Some with the hands of Gold:
The kindest use a knife, because
The dead so soon grow cold.
Some love too little, some too long,
Some sell, and others buy;
Some do the deed with many tears,
And some without a sigh:
For each man kills the thing he loves,
- Oscar Wilde

The stone I loved!

Dimmed my vision with last glimpse of yours,
And a world I lost,
I was no longer my own..
And the soul offered its last prayers,
Someone marched on..
Crushing the flowers I gathered..

One can not wait for the statues to speak..

Depth was such, that love was the life,
And you were the altar I prayed,
demeaning was your silence
Heart of stone could never hear.
Demanding was the call of love...

Blinds are very often deaf..

Could you ever cry tears,
With those stone eyes,
Will you heart ever beat,
on the rhythm of love,
Was your divinity a gift of mine,
Which was gone with my faith..

Trust is a word of harem..

Lover Lover Lover!

Oh night, dont just slip away
Oh moon, dont stop shining,
This is the night of lovers,
Let their dreams swell up with sweetness..

Oh night you are pregnant with memories,
Of our first meeting,
These stars too remind only,
Of our beautiful love affair..

Why should we fear the unknown,
Why shouldn't we forget,our worries of present
When we are inseperable..
In the moments we are far..

Everybody Knows!

Everybody knows that the dice are loaded
Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed
Everybody knows that the war is over
Everybody knows the good guys lost
Everybody knows the fight was fixed
The poor stay poor, the rich get rich
Thats how it goes
Everybody knows

Everybody knows that the boat is leaking
Everybody knows that the captain lied
Everybody got this broken feeling
Like their father or their dog just died

Everybody talking to their pockets
Everybody wants a box of chocolates
And a long stem rose
Everybody knows

Everybody knows that you love me baby
Everybody knows that you really do
Everybody knows that youve been faithful
Ah give or take a night or two
Everybody knows youve been discreet
But there were so many people you just had to meet
Without your clothes
And everybody knows

Everybody knows, everybody knows
Thats how it goes
Everybody knows

And everybody knows that its now or never
Everybody knows that its me or you
And everybody knows that you live forever
Ah when youve done a line or two
Everybody knows the deal is rotten
Old black joes still pickin cotton
For your ribbons and bows
And everybody knows

And everybody knows that the plague is coming
Everybody knows that its moving fast
Everybody knows that the naked man and woman
Are just a shining artifact of the past
Everybody knows the scene is dead
But theres gonna be a meter on your bed
That will disclose
What everybody knows

And everybody knows that youre in trouble
Everybody knows what youve been through
From the bloody cross on top of calvary
To the beach of malibu
Everybody knows its coming apart
Take one last look at this sacred heart
Before it blows
And everybody knows
------ By Leonard Cohen.

Shame on you!

It is really amazing to see, the kind of whims people live with, some with shameless boldness even. They consider themselves as objects of desire, and they are willing to play in others hands. They blame it on their circumstances, and they promise to come out of it. And their romanticized concepts keep sending them into the marshes of disgrace. All their lives they will die justifying their acts, either in the circles of weirdos or to people whom they consider more stupid than themselves. Their poetical vomits which brings out some desires as those pure desires cant co-exist with their original selves. Still they are as much of value, as much of their existence is. I despise them so much, that no matter how much affectionate I am to them, I am left very ashamed that I know someone so dear to me living such an animalistic life. If I could, I would just wipe off the word spirituality from their dictionary, for they even don't understand in what context it should be used. They consider it as some tool to do something amazing. Grow up people. Worms in the gutter live better lives than you, at least they are honest to themselves. You will get tired of fooling yourself around soon.
Best of luck for you to get myriad shades of loneliness, even when you will keep signing pacts with your destiny, it will keep laughing on you.

Return to yourself!

I can't help but smile at the way things are moving at my end. Whatever I will continue my journey with myself. Its strange, how much I am liking to help someone. I must say atleast you are trying. The way you have chosen is not easy, but I can see in your eyes, the spirit to fight, the spirit to change. You have been true to me since beginning, and I respect you for that. Although US is again not the best place to practice certain things, but I will be with you, in your quest.While replying to your mails, I was recollecting certain things, which I forgot almost. And now those things give me strength again. Infact it brings me back to certain things, from which I went away. But those experiences will help me to see things in new light, and so should yours.
And few words for some people, who are helpless to handle themselves. Just look back once at your history..and see how quickly it keeps on repeating. How much time will you take, to come out of this viscious circle? Very soon you will run out of your excuses, your decisions, your judgements..The emptiness you are trying to fill, will keep on widening..Just see, if you can return to yourself..I will be a really happy man..I know these words are useless for you..Still though I am helpless, I can't care any less..
And a clarity, you were seeking from me. Yes, your existance to me stays important..and it ends there. I would like to write new chapters, may be better ones. I have new things to work on. But I wish you all the luck for future. Shine as bright as you can!!

I am about to leave office now..to go back home..on my way I will think about many things..things which started since my childhood..my upbringing..my rebellion..my education..my spirituality..my love..my hate..my anger..my forgiveness..my losses..my wins..few good people..some cheats..but I thank everyone..for fixing some beliefs..and leaving some open ended thoughts..what ifs..plenty of them..small party later to thank a very special one..and I will pray for your well being later my love..without any ill thoughts..the least I can do for you is that..cheers!