A Day Will Come

A day will come when happiness will engulf me
And kick aside all the suffocating despair.
I will smile once again and feel the warmth of love
All my buried euphoria will surface and lie bare.

A day will come when my eyes won't cry
I will be freed from all the pain.
A day will come when all the troubles would vanish
And I'll be drenched in the sanctity of the autumn rain.

A day will come when my eyes will only see the truth
Unfogged by the thick, ugly clouds of convincing lies.
A day will come when they will be able to differentiate
The blood-sucking wasps from the serene butterflies.

A day will come when I'll stop cursing myself
And accept all my billion flaws with a smile.
A day will come when I'll accept myself being unique
I'll trust my strength and not behave docile.

A day will come when I'll stop looking for the dead
Instead, search for the ones having a life.
A day will come when I'll get sensitive towards pain
And stop hurting myself oftenly with a brute knife.

I'll stop shedding the tears from the eyes of my blind soul
On that day which I'm destined to see.
All my unspoken dreams and secret wishes will be fulfilled
On that very day when I'll get kissed by the glee.

I know that day isn't very far
When I'll no more be the one to bear every blame,
When I'll swim naked in the pool of joy
And I will strip all of my shame.

I will relish the taste of fair victory
And don't end up ruining every task with a sigh.
I will be recognized and loved by everybody.
A day will come when I'll die.

Regaining Splendour

My soul was broken
Like it was some glass.
I knew I was dying
My end was approaching fast.

I tried to save myself
But I failed all the time.
Nobody neared me to tell
Even my life was worthwhile.

I meandered alone in darkness
Walked barefooted on thorns.
The sun of my life was setting,
I could never see any more dawns.

I had lost all hopes
I knew I wouldn't survive.
Even if I tried my best
My weak pulses I couldn't revive.

So, I submitted myself to the agony
Which hastily pulled me to death.
But suddenly I felt your hand catch mine
While I almost breathed my last breath.

You then carried me to safety
And nursed me till I was fine.
You smiled when I slowly recovered
As if you were a brother of mine.

You made sure I healed perfectly
And my limbs grew strong.
You tried to turn me into a man
Who could fight all the wrongs.

You treated me with that love
Whose flavour I had completely forgotten.
And relentlessly tried to make me believe
That my existence wasn't rotten.

You assembled all my broken shards
Despite it cut your flesh.
You never complained against my follies
And told me to start it all afresh.

You always stood by my side
And never let me fall.
However early or late it would be
You responded to my every call.

I can never thank the God enough
For blessing me with a friend like you.
You are smart, honest and affable
I know our friendship is true.

Now I thank you for stepping into my life
And feeding me love and affection,
For patiently listening to all my qualms
And rescuing me from the hold of dejection.

Thank you for tearing that transparent veil
Within which I suffocated profusely.
For teaching me how to smile and laugh
And lead a life gaily.

I swear I can feel that change in me
Which you always wanted to induce.
I'm regaining my old cheerful self again
I can feel my pessimism diffuse.

I promise I'll forever be loyal to you
Even if my life is at stake.
I love you more than you can imagine
To you, I will never be fake.

This is the least I can do for someone
Who hugged me when I was all alone.
I can write hundred more poems on that love
Which a stranger like him, on me, had shown.



I sincerely thank you for being a brother to me in literal sense. Now I can't imagine a life without you. Your jokes, friendly banters, teasing, shouting and affection have made you one of the most special persons to me. May we be friends forever and never part in any circumstance. Amen.

Lies

I struggled to wake up
My mind was held hostage in fake dreams.
I can swear I wasn't very happy there
Even in that sumptuous sweetness I could hear my screams.

The world seemed so perfect
All green, calm and serene.
There were only friends around
And none of them looked mean.

There was only laughter, joy and mirth
Friendly banters and poking was what I saw.
Of true love and honest friendship, there wasn't any dearth
The affection hung in the air was certainly not raw.

But soon the pain of reality punctured this fantasy
I knew I was surely dreaming.
In no way people can be so truthful and sincere
That in any candid acceptance they don't figure any double-meaning.

I wanted to escape from that vision
It hurt to see all that deceiving idealness.
The calmness of that love tried to rope me
And convince me eventually that reality is senseless.

But I finally managed to open my eyes to the real misery
And the images of all people I knew flashed across my mind.
Their smiling and presentable faces was what I imagined
Who was actually faithful to you was so hard to find.

At one time you could be adored by someone to limits
At another time you could be declared boring and strange.
You could suffer hatred in return of showcasing true love
And end up decoding unsuccessfully, why so frequently times change.

No relationship today in this world is pure.
It is adulterated with selfish motives and deceit.
If hating somebody is considered as your own loss
Then loving somebody is also your defeat.

I don't know who all are my people,
Who truly love me and value me as one precious gem.
At-times friendship may seem to appear flawless like a silk cloth
But in reality there are many lies concealed in its hem.

I pray my world of dreams becomes my world of reality
So that there is a final end to my everyday confusion.
My people remain loyal and real to me, no matter what,
And with time, the mutual promise of friendship does not dissolve into an illusion.

Gaping Hole

I blinked to shed the tears
Which fell on my splinched heart.
They wanted to heal the loss
Or at least make a little start.

But my eyes were old
Unable to help the remaining me.
The tears only wetted my heart
And my soul still screamed.

I always ended up in mess
Despite all my regular prayers.
I was slowly breaking down
My heart was losing its layers.

I was becoming a stalk
Devoid of a single petal.
The gentle morning sun made me feel
Like a cold tongue glued on burning metal.

The life He made me slip into
Was a life of complete despair.
What if I committed 100 murders in my last birth?
Still the punishment I received was not fair!

Death in one stroke is so convenient
Dying everyday is hell.
I feel like a helpless crab
Acid is raining on my perforated shell.

I'm clearly mauled by fate
Cursed with a feeble heart.
I'm ordered to walk in this world
Tied in the depths of a wheel-less cart.

And now my strength is breaking
While my heart decays.
I feel a hole building up inside my chest
When I'm rendered translucent in the sun-rays.

When will these pains be revoked?
When will I learn to smile?
Will I ever own a home?
Or eternally stay into exile?

Some answers are all I need
No more confusion I can bear!
Can someone fill my gaping hole?
Can anyone hear?

Confessions of a Son

I am trapped in this place
Lacking affection, love and solace.
I had always known that it had never belonged to me
But still I poured oil in the lamp which radiated glee.

Here I am surrounded by strangers
Among whom one is my father.
It is only his face which I find familiar
Otherwise, we both are completely dissimilar.

There is no sign of understanding between us
My every word seems a lie to him; he calls me a liar.
His indifference causes so much fuss
That it intervenes to spark my cold fire.

He yells at my demands
And expects that in return, I'll obey all his commands.
He tries to slit open my privacy whenever he gets a chance,
And if I retaliate, he jumps into a bitter trance.

I lose everytime in the pursuit of getting understood,
And I'm declared rude whenever I try to behave good.
My every good deed is deemed as a selfish intention
Despite having him around me, I feel dejection.

We live under the same roof
And we've been living together since 17 years.
But we are strangers for each other
Living in an environment of uneasiness and fears.

Whenever he inflicts a moist kiss upon my forehead
Burns my skin and instantly it turns red.
There is strong apathy floating in the air around us everytime
Which asks not to pretend that we care for each other - it's a crime.

So much lack of understanding has pushed us apart,
Today, we both know, is too late to make a new start.
Now he cannot ever have a better view of my mind
And when I try to see with his eyes, I feel so blind.

Do I even see the world the same way as he does?
There is so much difference in our opinions.
The thing I approve of is disliked by him
Our thoughts and ideas have never matched atleast once.

With time we're drifting farther away from each other
It has become just too difficult to be together.
There is aggression in the air he exhales when I'm around,
And I ignore if he summons me as if I had never heard his sound.

With time the situations are undoubtedly getting uglier
We just cannot peacefully sit and get the misunderstandings cleared.
I know he wants to talk to me and I wish to forgive him
But if we near each other to fulfil our desires, the air again turns grim.

The Oasis

It seemed that I had been walking forever
Reaching nowhere.
There was only heat, dryness and solitude
Beside the intense despair.

The desert was endless and totally arid,
My throat felt dry.
I decided to drink my tears to quench this thirst
But my eyes refused to cry.

I couldn't feel life in my feet
They were as hard as rock.
But I continued my journey on
As I was still able to walk.

Hazy memories of my past gave me strength
And I left behind one after the other sand-dune.
They produced some impeccable music and asked me
To come and discover the source of that tune.

So I didn't pause in my pursuit at all
Of emerging successfully out of this pain
I ignored that blood which oozed out from my old scars,
I only dreamt of relishing the water of the scented rain.

After walking for several more days,
I saw a lake and lush green trees.
I rejected my vision as an illusion
But then I felt a serene breeze.

Immediately my rough, dry skin softened
And I could feel a pulse.
My thoughts started to become clearer
I remembered why I was in this desert at once.

I went to the lake and studied my reflection
I realized that I had become a stranger for my eyes.
Before I could feel comfortable with my new appearance
I was disturbed by some cheerful noise.

Some kids were playing happily behind me,
Nudging and elbowing each other while they tossed the ball.
I wondered what kind of a desert this was,
There was much too joy for such a dry place to stall.

After reflecting for a few more minutes, I decided to move ahead
I saw a lady twenty yards away, feeding the dogs some crisp bread.
She saw me approaching and at once stood up looking in my direction
I was sure she felt uncomfortable by my clothing and complexion.

But she announced affectionate words of welcome
Which I wasn't used to hearing.
I became sure that it was all a dream, a nightmare,
So much radiations of love stops my healing.

I turned around and started to run,
But this oasis had no bounds.
After shooting glances in all the 8 directions,
I noticed around me were only green grounds.

I started to feel claustrophobic in the open air,
It made me dizzy and I almost fell down -
But two firm hands held me in position,
And unknowingly my face exposed a frown.

That fellow helped me stand and tried to wipe my tear stains,
And declared that I needn't go anywhere.
I fired all the questions which were hovering in my mind
To which he replied with utmost satisfaction and care.

He told me, "The worst is over now,
You needn't wander anymore.
You fought all the miseries which came in your life
And now, nothing more you have to endure."

His remark washed away all my questions at once
I realized that I have reached my goal.
I had finally crossed the desert of despair,
Again, I had found my beautiful soul.

I thanked him and started to walk in the direction of the breeze,
This new knowledge cemented the truth that I was re-born.
While licking the pure air I understood that,
'The darkest hour of night was indeed just before the dawn'.

Happy birthday

When the grey clouds covered my chagrined hopes

And I couldn't find anybody whom I belonged

When I was alone, figuring out why I was even born

I felt a hand upon my shoulder which made me feel strong.

When there was no light in my already faded life

I feared losing myself completely into the dark.

It was then a figure approached me with a smile

Carrying with itself merriness and an unforgettable spark.

I was almost sunken into my fears when it caught my hand

And slowly it started pulling me to safety.

Blinded, I was, and confused too at its gesture,

Because it appeared happy, after saving me, greatly.

It wiped away those permanent tears which my eyes held

And tried to make me stand on my own.

I had forgotten completely how to walk in this world

But it helped me balance myself and said that now I wasn't alone.

It always supported me and never let anything happen

That could make me depressed or cry.

It always thundered happiness into my desert

And rained over me whenever I felt dry.

It always stood like a support beside me

And allowed me to grip it tight if I ever dwindled.

It started storing bulks of dreams into my rusted closet

And separated joys from my sorrows which were complicatedly mingled.

It fought the world for me while I assembled the pieces of my dreams

And shielded me from every rough gale.

I never realised that I had been protected below a big umbrella

While it bleeded due to the attack of the heavy hail.

It made my life so easy and so perfect

It never allowed me to feel any pain.

It cried my tears if I was upset

But never it permitted my stem to turn arcane.

Today, on January 6, I write about her

It is her birthday.

I was blessed when she was born

As she separated me from all my dismay.

I can never thank her enough

No amount of any thing can equal her.

It always makes my heart moist

When I think how much she has sacrificed for me to prosper.