Tuesday, April 24, 2007

Intoxication: Khyyam translated

I feel drunk to the very core
fill my glass, I want some more
Why denounce present for the future to come
O! Come friend…you also have some

Ultimately under the ground will you lie
Without a friend, lover or any ally
Listen to the secret I tell you know
Only in presence of Wine need thou bow

Some stray thoughts

Moments of revelation are so few
and so difficult to realize
Masked in ordinary they come
yet leave an imprint for life




Pondering on those sad lines
walking uphill in a trance
The moment froze……full of meaning
And unveiled the truth in a flash


Scissors, knives and blades
know only how to cut
Let me be a needle
to sew pieces torn and shred

Sunday, April 1, 2007

Solitude vs Lonliness

I cherish moments of solitude
the peace and quiet it brings to me
Letting me hear my inner voice
making me see what no one can see

But it is lonliness I deplore
this continuous longing for another soul
with whom I can truly share
Inner voice and my despair