The Knot

"We Will Forever Meet" reminded me of her,
She too said that when she stabbed my heart.
I yearned to die but, but could not bleed;
As i could not see her love flowing away.

"Your Lavender Scent" reminded me of her,
She smelled of that when she ripped my soul.
I wanted to die, but just could not;
As it was her who filled my soul.

Your words, your breath, even your hair;
All I know, reminded me of her.
It's not your fault, You might be true;
But hearing of Love Reminds me of Her.

Can I love again? I am not sure;
It's not that I can't trust any more.
The wedding Ring, still sings to me;
"The tale of Knot and Not and Knot".

-ARA

My Pride Prejudiced My Soul

I was dying in my dungeon
Which my own soul had made,
My body was my coffin
My thoughts were my spade.

No burial was required,
It was I against myself;
And there was no confusion,
As I lay in my delf.

In no hurry to bury the hatchet,
I struck myself with my mind;
To see what all led to this,
Was till now i just blind?

Why One who loved himself the most,
was all after his Life?
I wondered why, before goodbye;
I want to quell this strife.



It's said one reminisces;
When lying on death bed.
Reminiscing all through my life,
Was I just Living Dead?

I see no one I sheltered,
I feel never being loved.
Indifferent to win or lose;
Neither Happy nor sad.

Indifferent to world's curses,
I did not care for tears.
In vain attempt to win all
I killed my lurking fears.


My only mistake, as I see it,
"my self-perception was much-vaunted'.
This contemplating conundrum,
Just made my Pride Undaunted.



Blinded by material gains,
I lost myself to Pride.
While those who loved me, ebbed away;
My Ego took a stride.

"Eccentric", as called by all;
I lost my touch with ground.
With every ounce of Loneliness
My Pride grew more profound.

Few Friends I lost, as it appeared;
No one was left I found.
But in the end all that remained,
was a hollow vessel with lots of sound.

While i was living the Glory days,
My Life just had one Goal:
'To Put myself above all',
My Pride Prejudiced my Soul.

-ARA

Holi

Her red lips made me put red all over me,
Thinking of Her Black-Blue eyes, I dyed myself in blue;
Her pale cheeks colored me yellow,
Her silver nail-paint was painted on me too.
Her annoyance and irritation led to the green...
Yearning for her love left me getting drenched in every other color.

 

-ARA                                                

EGO

Ego comes into existence with people not understanding their limits. Ego, most of the times is misinterpreted. EGO is, when there's a conflict with the "I" or self with the rest of the World. EGO is the most unappreciated entity because it helps differentiating One Individual from Another. I am I in my truest form.

I am what You call EGO.

 

To Reach the Sun

A flight was needed;
That's all I knew
To travel the distance,
To reach the Sun

A desire was needed;

That's all I knew
to resist that burning,
to Reach the Sun

A Song was needed;

That's all I knew
to soothe the pain
To reach the Sun

You are needed
And that's all I know,
For it's You
Who brightens my world.
Do I need to tell you know?
That in my world,
You are my Sun.

 

-ARA

The Continued...

It seemed to me lost in a dream, Oh how her body glows.
I gaze way deep into her eyes, to the light within her soul.
A little smirk,a flick of the hair, sent shivers down my spine.
So how I try to find this woman, in hope that she'll be mine.
So many days, not enough dreams, the poems she provoked.
So sadly to you, I'll have to say, neither of us has ever spoke.
- Will Bitmore Scram, Oct 2006

But in my dreams we do meet, she tells me of her day.
We live a life of husband-wife and see our children play.
The rising sun just kills the fun, as I can't see her face;
Still her smell and voice of her, fails to leave a trace.
I feel she's there, no, 'everywhere', I feel her when I breathe;
I know I'll meet her tonight as well, forever we shall meet.
-Arvind