Someday....I'll Be Born Again !!!

This time, the pulse goes a lil' faster...
Breath, a wee bit deeper,a sigh so prolonged...
an embrace, dwelling in the ocean of emptiness !!
For, the eyes close the window to the world for the soul to shine,
as the clock conspires to turn back time .


Well said, that the moon raises tides,
for it does no less than the same to my mortal.
The tides, otherwise, so lost deepin the frozen womb of sea of emotions.
The tides, which sail the boat to the shore,
now encompass the harbour in the tempest !!
The night stands upright and look into my eyes
to prod deep in the heart.
I seek answers to my blood,
knowing well that the questions themselves lack definition !!
I think , I search,
I lookout for, and I finally find.....
just to end up knowing
that this is not what I had to lay my hands on,
that the questions have long been changed !!!


Songs play in my mind, in ears alike.
A placid exterior shelters turbulent notions,
for, the flesh may have ripened,
yet the rawness of spirit remains !!
For, the walls may close in even in the heavenly cradle of free air.
Letting go seems tough, holding on is even more wretched,
for, like a weed in me, it grows !!


The light of the day lures me, bribes me,
to a fantasy, the truth of whose longevity is undisputed ,
for in my eyes, rests the dream that belongs to someone else.
But I dance to the tunes of chimes
for I see no illusion,
but a falling star to make a wish upon...
a songbird in the desserted desert.
This mirage would soon fade away,
the heart of my heart knows,
leaving nothing to quench the eternal thirst with.
Yet the trance remains,
and the beauty is all consuming as I lose myself !!


The dawn has not knocked yet....
the sun sleeps still in the clouds.
The last storke of night's moonbeam
whispers its last message before it bids adieu
" nothing is what it seems...
not waxing and waning, but the stillness and everlastingness of the past prevails ..."


In the silence of the rustling leaves
I listen to the rains,and wonder,
should I forget the past
and open my eyes to the beauty and smiles?
Should I kiss the bygones goodbye for what they were
and embrace the moments for what they are ??


In my solitude, I hear vibrant echos.
I hear the truth,and I hear it loud and clear...
for, it pronounces -
"Keep the Phoenix hope alive,
the ashes would soon spring the new embodiment !!"