just a few steps...

Measuring life,not in terms of time

I spend,but the steps I have taken in moving towards the true meaning of life.

Lot of roads taken,paths changed;

beaten,unbeaten;rise n fall;

finding glory sometimes in process and sometimes biting the dust,

but being a fearless conqueror on the crisscross of knowing life.

New mates found,some lost,some withdrew,some finding their respective meanings in the smallest of pleasant-unpleasant things,compromising with the result of their incomplete quest.

I think of stopping at times,

reenergize n motivate myself,

but the lyf pushes me;tells me,I have gained enough experience to do this multitasking.

Life is unstoppable.The time I stop,

I will start looking for the end

waiting for the death to hug me

and out of impatience I will ruin my marathon.The show must go on.

I can learn and discover myself even with the last breath pending in seconds.

So living life to the fullest from the day I descended on the earth,

crawled for the first tym,got injured but rose up holding mom's hands n later on, in this life unfolding mine for help.

Life for me is not stopping;

but doing before I die.

Not rest and wait for the only truth of this mortal life , DEATH!!!

my dreams to me...

"when time was not bound
I was falling around like dried leaves of a tree.
you cried a thousand river
n decided not to let it be

I m your dream,phoenix
I rose from ashes to meet thee
you revised me and I was reborn with freshness of youth
this time to be the reality"

phoenix...

"air,it feels like is stoked
blowing through some mistful ghaut.
smoke is rising;did anybody see the fire?
why i feel like getting reduced to cinder?

you giggling,seeming like a ghoul
pinioned my flight,took away my soul;
i was unfettered,brazen out,
but you equivocated;tell me what u got?

you erred forgetting i m a phoenix
my cycle of rebirth is offish for u;
i have a sylph,c'mon swoop me
i will again be profused"

promises...

"for the promises I had made,

for the belief you had kept,
like a shadow I would be wandering around you;
like a very familiar placed thing
whenever you try to reach me in murk,
your hands would find me.

but when I try this out
though for hours,but my hopes dnt sprout
cz the door is shut at me.
I ring ur bell,I weep like hell
my intensity now growing weak
still trying out but chances r sleak.

behind the door,years have passed
decades r gone,several centuries are now history
like turning pages of my biography.
for you time is still frozen
n you awake with nebulous morning
quelling ardour emotion of a zealot,me.(do you remember?)"

some of my old works...

"sunlight slowly fading away

for another distant region to lighten.

the darkness in every corner of my heart

now spreading fast to frighten.

moving hands turning pages in a street light,

recapturing my unheard ignored words now.

trying to get a glimpse of long forgotten,

but since then only fullstops grew.

reality subverted to illusion,

permanent shunted to temporary.

my long battles with your disguised mirage,

was it mine or my destiny's mockery?

struggle beneath a valiant effort,

standing firm n alone in rising tide.

transition with later chapters,all tricks

cz i had my death to hide"