Electric Loneliness

Love that bellows in the hearts of a boy and a girl,
The selfless feelings of being together-
Walking hand in hand,
Pangs of getting caught;
Becomes so selfish when we grow up.
Black and white,
Beauty and pride;
Every relationship dwells in a mystery.
Those days of blind dates,
Love at first sight in a coffee bar,
Now or never situation;
Should I approach or not?
Stalking her to find her home,
Trying to find a point of contact.
Has all come down to facebook.
Now in a coffee shop, I see
People busy on virtual network,
Sms and social networking;
A friend request and two options-
Accept or reject!
Relationship status changed when they have hardly met,
It rarely lasts I bet.
Memories are all we clutch on-
Memories are never made virtually.
The power of a touch and the warmth of a hug
Has changed into a click and a like
The smell of roses are no more
Nor is there the essence of a nice perfume.
What is left are fake promises,
Troubled sleep and an eternal electric loneliness.

The Girl with the Ballerina Tattoo

I never really met her,

Though I have been with her once or twice;

Sometimes stunning, sometimes badass-

And sometimes really nice.

Hip hop here,

And rapping there-

Lonely, she is never;

Hold your breadth,

She's upset-

But she's goddamn clever.

Lost in her thoughts,

With bitter pain in her heart;

She broke many barriers-

She is really smart, world's apart.

Head held high,

Lively with bliss-

Waiting for her Waking Kiss;

Friends forever,

A mind in peace-

A girl with no broken promise.

When somebody asks me about her,

I look up, stare and say, "Its true

She's my friend and I am proud to say

She's the girl,

               The Girl with the Ballerina Tattoo.

         

            The Cupcake Lady

I was standing in the food court of our fest,

Hungry, tired after moving with the beats for quite some time.

Eyes hovering over all the Mughlai, Chinese, Pizza and Ice Cream stalls-

But then my gaze stopped on a corner,

Two beauties standing side by side,

One chocolate and the other strawberry delight;

One cooking and the other marking the price,

I was stunned, couldn't move my eyes.

Slow strides, confusion at its best,

Left to luck, all the rest;

"Are you the one who bake?

And may I have one of your beautiful Chocolate Cupcake?"

"They are home baked and one won't suffice."

Two amazing Girls on the rise.

One bite, two bite and three-

I was shaken to my knee.

Wow! The molten chocolate and the soft cake,

I devoured it without a break.

I looked up and she smiled,

"Wonderful! One more if you don't mind!"

I ate two, three, four-

It was about time to close the door;

What can be better than a tasty cupcake

Served by a beautiful lady,

Your whole world is at stake-

And you seem to be determined and steady.

Four, five, six rounds of applause

Until it seemed clichéd and gross.

I am still dreaming now, like I was then,

I was never and never will be ready-

Because this is one of those rare moments, When

I was actually blown away by the Cupcake Lady.

YOU ONLY LIVE ONCE

It's that feeling,

When you are losing;

But still clutching on

The railings of a wrecking boat.

Waiting. A little bit of prayer,

And expecting some luck;

A miracle to happen,

But with an empty heart.

Your eyes goes dizzy,

Hands go limp;

Still holding on to prove a point!

This time, for no one but yourself.

You can hear the distant cries,

Men and women, weak and strong,

Crying out for help, drowning

But you feel helpless

And fight your conscience.

Because you know,

The moment you let go

You sacrifice yourself for nothing,

They are beyond saving.

But you wish you could.

You know you will soon join them,

But maybe not today;

The double mind is killing you-

But you still manage to hold on.

Suddenly! you notice

That you are crying out for help too;

Petty swimming is of no help-

You are beyond saving.

Big waves drown you now and then,

You managed to float this long;

Eyes paining, filled with salt-

Surviving! That's a distant dream.

And suddenly you sit up,

All sweaty and afraid;

Drink a lot of water, and wonder

What a pity, you never really lived your life.

Wait No More O Princess

Never mind, o lover-
O the one who waits;
The ferry is half way through-
Even the boatman needs to rest.
She waits for a prince,
Who would sail across;
A storm is razing-
And the end is always too far.

So many did try,
None were so worthy;
Or is it not about a Prince-
Its about her being finicky.

She is aware of the one,
The true worthy;
But her lust for a better one-
Is what kept her aloof.

Someday, he will be tired,
Tired of waiting for so long;
He will fly away with the West Wind-
And he won't even look back,
 not even once.

There will be a new beginning,
But not for the Princess;
She will be sitting, waiting-
Waiting for someone.

When she would miss him,
He will be long gone;
When her heart will melt-
His will have place for none.

She will weep for him,
And he will make merry;
She will bear the burden of life-
But he will live happily ever after.

MY   DEAR

I remember that day,

The day after the board exam's end.

Till then I never knew,

That within an hour we are going to be very good friends.

When you first smiled at me,

It made my day.

When you first mocked me,

It is a feeling I am unable to say.

Your heart is pure,

But you are pretty naughty.

And I am pretty sure,

You are an art of beauty.

You are caring,

You are sharing;

You are daring,

And that's why you are never boring.

Never cheat me,

I really owe you a lot.

Dear you are born free-

And your picture in my heart is forever caught.

Déjà vu or reality

When I first saw her,

She was smiling

Under the tree

In the shaded yellow street light.

Her face was camouflaged,

Her beauty was shadowed;

Her hair flowed down her shoulder-

Her eyes made me wonder.

I wondered till I next met her,

Was she real or my imagination.

A déjà vu of my dreams-

Or was she my invention.

But all of it was real,

As was she.

But I was in my dreams,

And I never made my plea.

I dared the world,

So did she;

I did like her,

But her, I could never infer.

Regularly did we meet,

Memories were made;

I lived in my dreams-

And she still lived in shade.

People tried to buy her,

I tried to borrow;

They used money and

I used sorrow.

In the end,

Everybody wants the same.

It is my mistake,

I didn't clear my stake.

My intentions are pure,

So is hers;

Purity rarely wins-

Good and evil are twins.

I could never approach,

Never will she;

Fear of losing her

Puts me in a back gear.

She did influence me,

So did a lot many;

But this time it was for real-

But who did ever know.

Pats in the back,

Splashes of water;

Quite a quarrel-

A bike ride and a flower.

"Do you trust me?"

And the dinner is served;

Half of this and half of that-

And I am always glad.

Frequent long walks,

Once a while an outing;

A messy day or two-

A lot of meaningless shouting.

Days passed by,

Months did follow;

No one did notice-

The true sacrifice.

Love or hate,

Nothing's on my fate;

Truth or lie-

Feelings never die.

What dies is the friendship,

What lives is ego;

If we ever fall in love,

I promise I will never let you go.